[ Iggy realized within the first few hours of his arrival a few weeks ago, that money was a necessity here. No longer able to take Bowser's money to do what he pleases with, he understands that he has options here: he can do the right thing by scamming people out of their hard earned coins or just steal them, or he can do the wrong thing in HIS humble opinion and work hard for it. After much mental debate, he's finding that the actual easier option this time around is working, because even he isn't crazy enough to stir enough proverbial poo around to get himself into hot water just yet.
Jungles are his forte, anyways. Bowser specifically stations him in jungles and forests for a reason, and so, despite the warnings he's pretty at ease as he makes his way towards his target. Sure, the blood flower thingies had sounded WAY cooler, but also he's not about to risk getting his own hide skinned, so, maple syrup it is.
He pushes a few vines out of his way, blinking as he approaches what he can only rightfully assume is one of the correct trees. He whistles appreciatively at the size, bringing a hand up over his eyes to gaze upon all of it's maple-y glory. ]
I dunno why that guy was so worried, this was a total piece of cake.
[ There's a sound of rustling behind him, and he grins, turning his gaze away from the tree and over his shoulder to stare eerily at anyone who might be approaching. ]
Well, well. Making a little money, too, are we~?
2 - The Graveyard Episode.
[ Next time, he's going to have to take better jobs, he's decided as he clears dust and debris off of a random grave with the simple wave of his wand. He ain't scared of no ghosts, clearly, considering how bored he looks. If this place was anything like the cemeteries at home, it'd definitely be crawling with ghosts and Boos who would be groveling at his feet, but noooo. This working for money thing is a total waste of time. ]
This suuuucks! Ugh! [ Even still, he waves his wand and bouquets of beautiful flowers appear in a flurry of color, because while he may be bored, he's not exactly going to just leave the graves entirely bare. He might not be scared of no ghosts, but he's not entirely disrespectful, either. He huffs and adjusts his glasses, glancing around, when he takes notice of the water. Whatever work is left seems to be disregarded as he makes his way over, following the waterline until it reaches the barrier.
He crouches down and squints, and then gasps almost gleefully as he sees something moving in the murky water just under the surface that ALMOST resembles a creature from home, but not quite. ]
Huh, maybe this place isn't so bad after all. I could use a few more pets...
[ Except he really doesn't need another pet, because there's suddenly loud barking from behind him and the sounds of rattling chains as a small but exceedingly vicious creature bounds up behind him. Iggy turns away from the water and actually smiles a small, genuine smile and reaches out to place a hand atop the creature's head. ]
Jealous? [ The small chain chomp whines and huffs, and he chuckles. ] Don't be. You're always gonna be my favorite, I swear on my cold, black heart! [ He moves a clawed finger under the chomp's 'chin', scratching lightly. The creature's chain whips back and forth, wagging like a dog's tail would. ] Still gotta come up with a good name for you, though...
3 - Wildcard.
[ Got anything else that looks fun or interesting? Go for it! ]
Iggy Koopa
[ Iggy realized within the first few hours of his arrival a few weeks ago, that money was a necessity here. No longer able to take Bowser's money to do what he pleases with, he understands that he has options here: he can do the right thing by scamming people out of their hard earned coins or just steal them, or he can do the wrong thing
in HIS humble opinionand work hard for it. After much mental debate, he's finding that the actual easier option this time around is working, because even he isn't crazy enough to stir enough proverbial poo around to get himself into hot water just yet.Jungles are his forte, anyways. Bowser specifically stations him in jungles and forests for a reason, and so, despite the warnings he's pretty at ease as he makes his way towards his target. Sure, the blood flower thingies had sounded WAY cooler, but also he's not about to risk getting his own hide skinned, so, maple syrup it is.
He pushes a few vines out of his way, blinking as he approaches what he can only rightfully assume is one of the correct trees. He whistles appreciatively at the size, bringing a hand up over his eyes to gaze upon all of it's maple-y glory. ]
I dunno why that guy was so worried, this was a total piece of cake.
[ There's a sound of rustling behind him, and he grins, turning his gaze away from the tree and over his shoulder to stare eerily at anyone who might be approaching. ]
Well, well. Making a little money, too, are we~?
2 - The Graveyard Episode.
[ Next time, he's going to have to take better jobs, he's decided as he clears dust and debris off of a random grave with the simple wave of his wand. He ain't scared of no ghosts, clearly, considering how bored he looks. If this place was anything like the cemeteries at home, it'd definitely be crawling with ghosts and Boos who would be groveling at his feet, but noooo. This working for money thing is a total waste of time. ]
This suuuucks! Ugh! [ Even still, he waves his wand and bouquets of beautiful flowers appear in a flurry of color, because while he may be bored, he's not exactly going to just leave the graves entirely bare. He might not be scared of no ghosts, but he's not entirely disrespectful, either. He huffs and adjusts his glasses, glancing around, when he takes notice of the water. Whatever work is left seems to be disregarded as he makes his way over, following the waterline until it reaches the barrier.
He crouches down and squints, and then gasps almost gleefully as he sees something moving in the murky water just under the surface that ALMOST resembles a creature from home, but not quite. ]
Huh, maybe this place isn't so bad after all. I could use a few more pets...
[ Except he really doesn't need another pet, because there's suddenly loud barking from behind him and the sounds of rattling chains as a small but exceedingly vicious creature bounds up behind him. Iggy turns away from the water and actually smiles a small, genuine smile and reaches out to place a hand atop the creature's head. ]
Jealous? [ The small chain chomp whines and huffs, and he chuckles. ] Don't be. You're always gonna be my favorite, I swear on my cold, black heart! [ He moves a clawed finger under the chomp's 'chin', scratching lightly. The creature's chain whips back and forth, wagging like a dog's tail would. ] Still gotta come up with a good name for you, though...
3 - Wildcard.
[ Got anything else that looks fun or interesting? Go for it! ]