[Mari]

Bowser narrowed his eyes, a low growl escaping his throat. This bot was asking for an upgrade by fire, which was like a trial by fire except you evolved into slag and there was no victory condition. However, before he could head out there and punch Metal Sonic's head into the stands, a pink blur began building up a comical amount of speed before launching herself across the field!

(Amy has used her spindash to build up extra speed!)

Amy ran right up Atlas' back, using her sturdy frame and leaping off of her shoulders to get some extra height! She kinda needed it. Everyone around her was a lot taller than she was. Soaring through the air she...

Q7RpUYfVp_1d20+6 (Amy's Catch)

caught the ball! She then promptly twisted and turned in the air, tossing the ball to second where Boshi waited to catch it! ...With his tongue.

p_1d20+6 (Amy's attempt at protecting second base from Bowser Jr!)

Amy eagerly landed nearby, striking a rather sassy pose and winking playfully at Metal Sonic and blowing a kiss, a little pink magical heart fluttering up from her lips before popping.

" Not bad, huh~? Sonic has to be crazy not to want any of this! Heehee~ "

Amy seemed ever so proud of herself, glowing with pride at her achievment. A trail of smoke lingered in Amy's wake. You could see the heat in the air, but fake grass was thankfully fireproof. "Haha~! Big shiny bug got tagged out by the wimp!" Kodomo dragon remarked from his place on first base, looking down at Metal from his place sitting on his lizard-like dragon. "--Hey!! I'm not a wimp!" Amy sorely called out from nearby. "Muscles flat like chest!" Kodomo Dragon remarked from nearby rather pointedly. "--What was that?!" Amy called out in a barely contained rage, her hammer materializing in her hands. She stalked forward, approaching Kodomo Dragon. He pointed to her arm. "No strength." He leveled his arm over her head. "No power." He pointed at her chest. "No vitality." ...A rather unrestrained growl escaped Amy as she began to pick up to a jog. The boy and his dragon seemed oblivious to the danger they were in!

Yoink! A beanish hand grabbed the collar of Amy's dress as she passed by and yanked her back, clotheslining her with her own dress in the process. Amy gagged, choking a bit. An irate Popple turned her around to face him. He then began violently shaking her by her shoulders! "Don't attack him!! I NEED him to complete our show, see?! So dry your stupid, annoying tears and GET BACK TO IT!!" Popple shrieked in his own barely contained rage before unceremoinously letting go of Amy. Amy promptly fell on her bottom, grasping her head as it rolled around on her shoulders. "...O-Ow..." Amy softly whined, gingerly rubbing at the side of her neck. The poor girl had been given some whiplash from all of that rude and careless shaking.1d20+6·1d20+6

[heirtothemonado]

With a huff and puff, Jr. made it to first base. Phew, that was harder then he thought it would be! Guess he wasn't as completely in shape as he thought. The young Koopa paused at first base to catch his breath, hardly even paying attention to what was happening in the game. A good thing too, because if he had, and had attempted to run for second, he would have surely been tagged out! Thank goodness for Jr.'s lack of both physical fitness and overall perception!

[TartoonHand94]

So, Jr. managed to make it all the way to first base. Guess the prince's legs are good for more than pushing pedals after all.
“Whatever. I’m not impressed! Time for a real leader to step to the plate!”

With intimidatingly regal posture, Ludwig strutted out of the dug out, magic wand draped over his shoulder where a bat should be.
“Pardon my tard, Your Viciousness.” He cordially bowed to Bowser upon arriving at the plate.
“It’s just that first pitch was so precious... _{I could not help but vomit.}” Is it still called vomiting if you do it through your eyes?
“Now allow me to remind you why the Koopa clan is the most feared in all the league!
Strength and skill unmatched by plumber nor replicated by machine!”
With one more wretch, he stepped into batting stance and squinted with determination.
“Hit me with your best shot, 'King Dad'.”

[Mari]

"...Huh. Just Dad'll do just fine." Bowser corrected rather softly. He wasn't sure what any of that rhetoric meant, but it sounded ... villainous! Perfect! Just how he raised him. "Is the whole family in the dugout?? I'd take you all out for ice cream after the game, but the only shops in the sphere are run by a bunch of wimps who run and hide when they see me coming. Hehe." Bowser went on to ask and remark with a chuckle. He wasn't going to add that he didn't have the money. They didn't need to know that. Kids shouldn't worry about coins. Without another word, he tossed a nice hardball down the lane. It seemed like the Koopa King was unaware of the salt on the mound. Do you even know what his intelligence stat is, Ludwig? I do.

RVz4M4_Ip_1d20-2 (Bowser's Pitching Accuracy)
p_1d20+4 (Bowser's Pitching Strength)1d20-2·1d20+4

[TartoonHand94]

‘Just Dad’ huh? Well that’s a first time in forever. First time seeing him in the flesh in forever for that matter. It figured that after not reporting back to base in so long, he’d rear his spiky head again for a trivial Baseball game. He always preferred competition above conquest, so this was no surprise. Look at his muzzle. Smiling toothily like nothing’s the matter. Seeing Jr. again must’ve softened him up so much he forgot who he was pitching to. It’s not like Ludwig hadn’t missed the sentiment, so he begrudgingly let it slide. Now wasn’t the time to get into a familiar squabble. He hadn’t become the renowned prodigy he was today by letting pettiness get in the way. Or did he?
Regardless, he remained silent and focused.

(Sr8m93HBp_1d20+3 Ludwig's Pitch recognition)

He nearly flinched away from the oncoming ball, but he held his ground, refusing to swing.
“Nice try~.” Ludwig yawned, decidedly unimpressed. “But I wasn’t hatched yesterday.” Not that he expected Bowser to remember.

Strikes: 0
Balls: 1
Outs: 01d20+3

[Mari]

Bowser cackled. "Grahahaha! Do you know how many birthdays I've missed out on??" Bowser asked in a weirdly jovial tone. He then hesitated a moment. " . . . Time's a little screwy here. It's been about six years since the last time I saw you. I'm kinda hoping it's been a bit less for you." Bowser relented a bit more softly, ever oblivious to the fact that Ludwig was mocking him. "...And I know you can hit that ball." Bowser went on to encourage with a note of urgency. Don't embarass the family by refusing to swing, boy!

_hRiWXGgp_1d20-2 (Bowser's Pitch Accuracy)
p_1d20+4 (Bowser's Pitch Strength)
1d20-2·1d20+4

[TartoonHand94]

By the completely unaffected glare in Ludwig’s eyes, perhaps deep down he didn’t consider that very funny.
“It may as well have been a lifetime.” He said under his exhale. “It’s been about six years since you threw the ball, old man!”

(JQmArX5kp_1d20+3 Ludwig's Pitch recognition)
(p_1d20+1 Ludwig's Swing)

Woah. That was a big one, but he was not about to let that over sharpened Sledge Bro get the better of him! Ludwig wound his wand, which glowed with an ominous blue aura and swung at the ball. It was hard to tell if contact was made on the ball, for the magic aura obscured the impact. None the less, the ball fired over the Koopa King’s leaving a tail of blue flames behind it.

(p_1d20+3 Ludwig's Wand Shot @ the Ball)
((Watch out! The Ball’s been Bewitched! Anyone who catches it will be turned into a Swoop!))

“What did I tell you, Dad?” Ludwig proudly boasted. “I’ve been batting canon fire before Junior could even crawl to first base! In fact-”

“Run!” Popo called from the dugout.

“Huh? Oh!” Ludwig was awoken from his bragging to burst into a charging sprint to first base.
“Get in your shell, Squirtle!” Ludwig commanded Junior with urgency. “Now!”
Ludwig ordered this for a reason, for upon arriving at first base, Ludwig bashed into Junior, intending to send him spin-sliding all the way to second base.1d20+3·1d20+1·1d20+3

[Mari]

TBkBPtUBp_1d20+1 (Donkey Kong's Catch!)

A giant figure raced across the field, just narrowly dropping the ball! Donkey Kong threw a fit as the ball rolled away from him, smashing it into a pile of leather and lace by slamming it into the ground. The destroyed ball was tossed to first, where Kodomo dragon awkwardly caught it and glanced at Ludwig. "...This no longer ball." he lamely remarked, dropping it on the ground. The umpire would have to replace it with a new one. If one were paying attention, instead of running bases, they could observe Bowser storming off to third base, replacing Flandre who was... wandering off into the outfield for whatever reason. Huh? He was being switched out! None other than Popple was taking his place. With a big grin, he deposited his loot bag on the pitching mound next to him.

"That's enough bases for you babies! I'm the star of the show, making my debut in center field, see??"

1d20+1

[heirtothemonado]

Jr watched as the bewitched ball sailed over his head. He was so distracted by it that he almost didn't hear Ludwig yelling at him. Without a word, Jr pulled himself into his shell before Ludwig slammed into him, sending him spiraling over to second base, also aiming to barrel over whoever was on the base

 vjA6R8CJp_1d20+1 (Jr running (?) to second)


p_1d20+1 (Jr's Shell Smash toward Boshi)1d20+1·1d20+1

[Mari]

bZKFACJlp_1d20 (Boshi attempting to get Bowser Jr. out)

p_1d20 (Boshi attempting to dodge Bowser Jr's attack)

Boshi just sorta awkwardly improv danced out of the way as Bowser Jr. attacked him, inadvertantly missing the ball in the process. "Woah! Watch it, bub! I wouldn't wanna get in my way once it's our turn on the field if I were you!" Boshi snapped.

Meanwhile, Popple looked around for the next batter! He had a surprise for them~1d20·1d20

[TartoonHand94]

“Ay~!” An Ice Climber waved at Popple from the diamond. It was Nana, suddenly self-conscious now that everyone was looking at her. She gripped her bat nervously and looked back at the dug out where a supportive Popo was waiting with extended thumbs. “You’re doing great!” Picking up on his encouragement, Nana nodded and turned back to Popple.
“I’m batting now~!” She proudly brandished her bat and gave it a test swing. It swung clean out of her hand and nearly hit Popo.
“O-oops.” She sheepishly squirmed. That puny bat was no good for her. Too light, too skinny, not her style at all.
“Here Nana.” She looked to her side to find Popo and her mallet. “Maybe try this?” As her partner, Popo knew what Nana needed better than anyone. But were mallets even allowed? The only thing they knew wasn’t allowed was the both of them batting at the same time. Besides Ludiwg already batted with a wand. How did he get away with it.
Thanks Popo.” Nana smiled with relief. “Knock ‘em dead!” They shared a high five before Popo backed back into the dugout, thumbs extended again. “You got this!”

Brimming with newfound confidence, Nana wound up her mallet swing wih a giggle, ready for anything Popple could throw her way.
“Yup! I’m ready~!”