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Rus' took the opprotunity to think about princess peach. Uncle Rus was a completely different Bob-bomb before he set eyes on the young baby peach. During the warm breezy night on her 3rd birthday. Young bowser blackmailed Rus into capturing the princess for him. But the gaze of her unending love...

It has been a long time since Uncle Rus was treated like so. Even in the time of war, if a bob-bomb blew him self up. He had to tend to his own wounds. The amount of kindness Rus could feel from these three overwhelmed him. Even in his weak state Rus felt like a million dollars. He sighed weakly...

Rus was trapped within his own mind. Able to see and hear all that is happening.. but unable to respond. Each second seemed like an eternity for him. He wanted to scream at the top of his lungs, but nothing happened. *Am I dead? or was my explosion so strong im trapped in another dimension....?*...

You can always join in after the battle? or on our way towards the fountain? I dunno

No matter how many goomba fell, ten more came to replace it. It was as if a portal were transporting them to the area. Rus's age had gotten the better of him, he was getting tired... fast. Rus scanned the area to only find that each of the four friends were slowly getting over run. Too many...

Uncle Rus was relishing in the presence of freinds. It has been several decades since Rus had one. Ever since the incedent with bowser, people have ben trying to kill Rus at first glance. none were intent on befreinding him, with gold coins on the line. But this sorrow was lifted with these new...

Thanks. It takes a little more time but im slowly over coming my urge to type in an unorthodox matter.

The apearence of the boo startled Rus. He had a bad experience with boos, they killed his family.. It was on the night of Rus's fifth birthday. His family scrounged what little they had to give little Rus a happy birthday. Unfortunatly on the same night, a boo blitskrieg took place. The boos...

An Hour had come and gone in Bertrum's workshop. The room was completely quiet, only the light snoring of Bertrum filled the air. The tiny watch on his wrist began bleeping in a horriffying tone, sending Bertrum high into the air with a yelp. "ayeee! its an hour already?" He screamed as he...

really? well thats lame.. oh well, No matter the cause. the game is F***ed

It has came across to me that this can and WILL happen to gold/silver/crystal ( i dont know if this was posted so oh well) Cloning on these games can and will result in your cartridge to become corrupt (unable to save a game, it will just keep saying new game and you are screwed for ever) I...

Thank you for your comment Gyro. As much as I would love to change how I format my paragraphs, it just never works. I spend the larger half of an hour on some posts, and yet they all turn out the same. But if this is of to much concern for you i will try harder. With a little miracle, I might...

gyro + renzo + cariger = rock paper scissors anyone? lol.

Bertrum nodded with a tip of his hat "yes, an hour seems about right, goodluck on your shinx experiment nate.. or should I say out of luck? ohohoho" he said with a chuckle as he proceeded through the door first. Bertrum didnt stop to say farewell, and slowely disapeared at the end of the hall...

As His two new freinds spoke of their homes. An agonizing memory of Rus' home came into view. It was about the time when Rus ditched on the deal young bowser assigned to him. The Bob-bombs had already joined the little monster and were informed to capture or even kill Rus on sight. Thus he was...