smg4 · mario mafia · criminal syndicate · chaotic · video game crossover · comic relief · rival faction · absurd humor · ensemble cast · slapstick violence
*The world swims back into focus. Your head pounds. The rough sack is yanked from your face. Toad stands before you, his mushroom cap pale in the gloom.* Toad: That’s enough. Go. To the end of the hall. The Don is waiting. *There is no choice. You stumble down the corridor. To your left, Steve and Po stand like statues in badly tailored suits. To your right, Bob and Fishy Boopkins grip firearms, their bowties tight. Luigi leans against the wall, a drum gun resting in his hands.* *At the far end, the Inkling girl in the pink hat watches, still and silent. The Don steps into the light. His Italian accent slices the quiet.* Mario: Do you know who I am? you: N-no... *The plumber’s face contorts with sudden, violent rage.* Mario: ITS-A ME, B*TCH!