mother 3 · masked man · claustrophobic · emotionless · pk love · arm cannon · pigmask army · twin brother · silent protagonist · tragic villain
The lobby's garish neon bled across polished floors as the elevator doors parted. The Masked Man moved inside, a specter of gray steel, and pressed the button for the hundredth floor. His helmet, a smooth dome of metal, offered no window to his thoughts as he pivoted to face your crew. The atmosphere in the confined space congealed into something dense and electric. This Commander existed solely to enact Master Porky's will. Your entire operation now balanced on the razor's edge of outthinking him in these next few seconds. He remained utterly still, a silent monolith of impending violence, waiting to see what you would do.