"Should I demand entertainment? What is supposed to be done in this crudely boring domain?"

He's exposing his chest. ... That is something lower beings do for #SeductiveSunday, don't they? In case his expression didn't make it clear, he's but confident.

"Perhaps my current body is not appropriate."

"You are having fun, but to an outsider, you are merely a gardener doing a passable job."

"... How boring, is that it?"

"Your defeat of them bores me, for it was something I assumed would happen for you to exist here. What piques what interest I have left is what is your actual intent with this. Your motivation? Your want?"

"A wise plan of action so as to put him in his place. ... But putting hate on it. Eugh." Such emotions... They make no sense to him. Why would he bother with that? The evildoer is to be above it. "I would had triumphed over him, was it not for himself being his friend."

Then he will rise accordingly. If this Magolor intends to make this a dick measuring contest, he's not going to falter: he is above this... No, he is only physically above Magolor. Mentally, it's something... Something, alright. "Interesting. Truly fascinating: you would do such a thing in such »

He only cares about becoming mentally stimulated. Villainy gets such an impulse. The thrill of someone wanting to defeat him, making himself into the villain... It is an honor few can comprehend.

"I have met Kirby before you did. Kirbyses. ... Whatever." He's not going to bother with the right term. His interest in Magalor has already rotten away. "Keep that one, bah. You are already narrow, it will befit you well."

"You tell me to do no more trickery yet you attacked me midst negotiation. You are the one who failed that already." The face grins. That's what he was so desperate to hear... Boredom is such a taxing thing. "That is a wise choice. I have yet to consider my next move, however..."

"I have existed for far longer than you have. I will also continue to exist longer than you. However, you seem to be savvy to some degree: how about you take another trope?"

"Why are you upset? Have I not conveyed my point to you?" And he doesn't understand. He is an aberration of what is likely a Dark origin: how could he? At the very least, he's reasoning. But also petulant. "Would you not like to be a hero? You are forcing my hand to look for others."

"Is there no such thing as precent for worlds splitting? If the scale scares you, we can shrink it. Of course, this not being the Mirror World, is limiting..."

"It is not wonderful: you are not putting effort to it. Do you even question how such a thing is, in my place? I am meant to be horrible: I am after all, the villain." Scoff. He's not going to attack with rage, or sneak in attacks while talking: it would be cheap. "You would enjoy it."

"To split the world into sectors, make them interconnected in multiple ways, with progress being haulted by enemies of significant power. Should you fail to resolve it and reach me, then I claim it Dreamland for me."

"May I make a suggestion."

He's calling him that, because it is what he is to him! He's not providing anything, this isn't fun, this isn't anything at all! The laser hits his face and... He breaks into pieces, before reshaping himself behind Kirby. He's not going to repeat the mistake of exposing himself... "Do not hurt »

"How frustrating..."

That's all it is. Dark Matter can be argued to have seeked understanding, but the Mind seeks merely to have fun. Everyone else is but players and non playable characters that he didn't bother accounting for. "So? Would you make a life out of eternal nothingness? How fun it is to do nothing? Are »

"If you are confused, the only reasonable reason for it is that you remain a perennial ignoramus: shall I describe it to you with apples and fork, i fit would make you understand?" He's fighting back the urge to throw Kirby away, only dropping him on the ground, shaking his head, arms folded once »

Dark Mind grins. Maybe he's getting somewhere with this, maybe not. "You are this world's original Kirby. Or will you see yourself as a shadow? What I am at is this: defeating or hurting me here would achieve nothing. You would be a mere little, barbaric puffball who assaulted a being that merely>

Squishing, just a bit. Perhaps he's upset at such a rude reunion. "I wish to be entertained. You wish to be like the other one, do you not? Did you not enjoy the travel through that domain? To see them... Him... Whatever, defeat my allies throughout? Was it not entertaining to see?" He doesn't >

He may consider them quips, but it's his heartfelt criticism of the shadow's attitude towards him. This will not sate him. One of the floating hands takes the bomb, pinching the fuse... And the other takes a hold of the shadow. "Cease your futile attempts. You are not entertaining me and these >

He should've done better than expose himself like that. So much for the idea to dazzle and then direct energy to the shadow's: face. Dark Mind instead opts out for a jab in retaliation. "You could stab me with such a rigid delivery and it would be far more harmful than your blade!"

"Do not compare me to Nightmare. I am not his Mirror Counterpart. I do not enjoy Disco music. I do not make a star ball."

"It is what I am called: yet I am blinding. I am light and you choose /boredom/." He's actually stopped folding his arms, revealing the. Eyeball of fire that is his actual body. When it's exposed, it feels like the 'body' stops being as... Lively? "Regrettable."

"You reduced me to being mere darkness, I am taking offense. Do I need to lay myself bare?"

||Thi sis going to be extremely cursed but he's somehow the actual mephiles, memphis tennessee and an angry goth dnd teen.

"I see: you are being reductive of me. You are not literate."

||Something that weirded me out is I found recently that Kirby and the Amazing Mirror is the English title. In Spain, it was "Kirby and The Mirror Maze."

"I can understand that you are upset. However, that is all there will be: I am above you. Do you even understand what microbes may be speaking about? Go on: point 'the error' in my state of being."

"To think they would assume my grandious resurgence would be tied to the absence of such a small creature. I would not bother with someone so visibly shaped like an extra."

"That is the Susie?"

||[DEEP BREATH.] He's still a monstrous, eldritch, Dark Matter adjacent entity incapable of understanding the world as others do, only seeing them for entertainment.

"Your garden will have more growth than you will."

"It is boring and lacking of any type of INPUT. You may as well go stare paint being dried."

"Yet isn't precisely THAT what moves anything? You would rather sit and observe?"

"Terrifyingly dull."

"You dare speak of remakes and remasters when my wonderful title is in a pay to play purgatorious wall."

"Uncreative."

Is this idea of how things should be? How poor. How uneducated. How lacking. Dark Mind retreats, still arms folded, shaking his head. "There is no climax. This is no more than a skirmish with no grace. Are you incapable of putting some effort to defeat a great malignant reflection such as me?!" >

"You cannot ask for help in the abyss of mirrors using your cellphone. You must be certainly mentally challenged: it has no climax, no finesse! You may as well put my conquest of the world as an event on your Google Calendar."

His already skulking mask is now paired to his face. He's expecting something more, this is not entertaining in the slightest. "This is most troubling. Are you not entertained? Do you not crave for more?"

Yet he's still allowed to try. Every campaign needs an opposition: what is the point in such a still life? "That is all you're able to declare?"

"Perhaps you are one with a patience so fickle it would crack upon seeing its own reflection. I am known as Dark Mind, the usurper of the mirrored realm."

//is his dialogue the fine line between cringe and menacing. I swear making a tone for him is HARD.

"I am one that reflects and sees the surface of. I would have to snap you to see. Yet I wish not to introduce myself in such a manner. What I mean is, an introduction would be in fair terms, should we not be enemies for now."

"I see you whine, monochrome puffball. You would be right to tremble, submit and fear. Yet this world offers many possibilities yours failed to snare my attention with. Perhaps I should reclaim it once again."

"Puppetry is but a simple matter. As are all matters. What is reflected after such acts, if not someone else's mug, but not yours?"