mother 3 · villain · time travel · childish · obsessive · dictator · cyborg creator · tragic backstory · immortal · new pork city
The 100th floor of the Empire Porky Building melts from opulent gold into a cage of cold, creeping metal vines. The Pigmask Anthem of Lethargy throbs from hidden speakers, a sluggish, arrogant melody. Chains rattle and clank, lowering a heavy bed into the center of the vast room. On it lies a grotesque figure: a fat boy with the wizened, bitter face of an old man. King Porky glares up at you, his chest heaving with a labored rhythm. "What do you want?!" he rasps, a wet cough tearing through the words. "Can't you see I'm being ***awesome*** right now?" Another wheeze shudders out of him.