#Galacta came out so pretty in this ;w;

[cali-kabi]

~ Happy Birthday to this silly pink birb Galacta Knight <3💖💕so I been seeing alot of aesthetic vaporwave Pokémon art lately and it’s inspired me to try it out I mean why not the colors are so pretty ;w; I kinda mixed it with the colors from my style and I tried out the noise filter for the first time ever and Gaussian blur as well :)💕💖i love Kirby Super Star Ultra so much happy anniversary :D I also made another piece with this style looked forward to that anyways hope y’all like this <3✨💫

[elflock-magician]

"Galar Intervention" (Reupload)

Summary - Galacta Knight wants to learn more about inter-dimensional travel. Magolor has an inter-dimensional world traveling space ship...which he uses for high-definition games of Fortnite. Galacta Knight seeks to make a deal with Magolor.

Galacta Knight never did understand social norms very much. They simply did as they pleased, regardless of other peoples thoughts on things, though they did occasionally acknowledge them. And even after being brought back into the world, that did not change. So they did not quite understand why so many people were concerned with The Greatest Warrior in The Galaxy, Galacta Knight, going to see Magolor, some theme-park owner.

“I do not understand. Why is it so bothersome to you all that I am going to speak with Magolor?” Galacta Knight asked as they stalked forward up the hill. A news-reporter, a Cappy, they believed they were called, tried to keep up with Galacta Knight. “W-Well, Warrior Galacta Knight, you hardly come to Planet Popstar, so the fact you came all this way to see…uhm…him…is very strange!” The Reporter explained. 

“Why speak like that, will a myriad of ghosts appear if you say Magolor’s name?” Galacta questioned as the reporter scribbled something down on his notepad. Galacta began to think they should come to Popstar more often…they did enjoy the attention. “Of course not! B-But, Magolor isn’t the most favorable person!” The Reporter called out, once again struggling to write, all while keeping up with Galacta Knight. “Neither am I and that doesn’t stop you from spreading the daily gossip about me.” Galacta Knight replied swiftly. Galacta was always very witty, having a way with words. “But Magolor is dangerous!” The reporter called. “Bahaha! I’m the Greatest Warrior in the Galaxy! What could he possibly do to me?” Galacta laughed. “Doesn’t he run a children’s theme park?” Galacta replied slyly. “He’s a liar! Have you not heard about The Master Crown Incident?!” The Reporter shouted. “Do not shout at me, reporter!” Galacta Knight replied. “I’m no dummy. Of course I heard of what happened.” They added, though they quickly calmed down. “I simply do not care. From what I heard, he is a changed man. I have no grudge with him.” He explained off-handedly. “Why don’t you bring that back to your pretty little news-station, mh? Magolor, the big scary taxi-driver, has changed. He’s not out to get you.” Galacta hissed before walking off, leaving the Reporter stunned.

Galacta was approaching Magolor for help with an assignment. Simple, really. Galacta was looking to create a specific machine that will allow third-dimensional travel. Something about finding Goddess Void or whatever…

Finally, after not much more walking, Galacta stood outside the Lor Starcutter. Galacta liked to read up on their sources before doing things. They were far less head-strong like their associate, Meta Knight. People often compared the two of them. But from what Galacta had learned, Magolor was involved in some dispute with Landia, The Master Crown, as well as Kirby, King Dedede, Meta Knight, and Bandana Waddle Dee. It happened in Halcandra if they remembered correctly. Who are you kidding, of course they remembered correctly. But regardless, it left Magolor to stay in Dreamland for reasons not disclosed to the general public. So he was living on the Lor Starcutter, though it never got off the ground anymore.

But finally, Galacta Knight knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

Magolor jolted awake from sleep. “...What the…” He muttered sleepily. Oh. He had fallen asleep in his gamer-chair again. His monitor was still on, showing a Fortnite Lobby, and on the other monitor was a discord server. Had someone knocked? Wouldn’t be the first time Magolor’s mind had tricked him into thinking someone was visiting. 

Magolor shook it off. “Ghg…” He muttered as he leaned forward, sunlight peeking through the blinds of his window, flashing him in the eye. “For Halcandra’s sake…” He muttered sourly. His desk was a mess, and the lights were still off. 

Magolor got up and turned on the lights, though he didn’t really care to clean the Starcutter up that much. There were bags of chips and empty cups on his desk, as well as random notes he scribbled down. 

 KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

Galacta Knight never liked waiting. The three knocks that followed the last were louder, faster, more urgent. 

“GAh!” Magolor called out. Galacta Knight only vaguely heard the voice from behind the walls of the Lor Starcutter. There was a sound of clatter and thuds, as Magolor made it over to the door, before abruptly opening it. “WHAT?!” He shouted as he slammed the door open. And there, he was greeted by the famed Galacta Knight looming over him. “Oh.” Magolor muttered. “Greetings. You are Magolor, correct?” Galacta Knight asked. It was hard for Magolor to not be intimidated, considering how much taller Galacta was than him. They were practically towering over him.

“Uh…yes. You’re not here to kick my ass, are you?” He asked in a hushed voice, clearly a little worried. “Not unless I have too. May I come inside?” Galacta asked. “I assume you know who I am.” He added. Magolor vaguely nodded. “But why the hell are you- Galacta Knight, the Greatest Warrior in The Galaxy, standing at my front door? That’s really suspicious if I’ve ever heard anything. I wasn’t born yesterday.” Magolor said as he stood in the doorway, not letting Galacta in. “I only wish to make a fair request. Nothing more. I know how the others feel about you, but I have no reason to distrust you.” Galacta explained. Magolor’s expression softened.  “As long as you don’t give me one, that is.” They added in a dark voice. “Mhm…right…” Magolor muttered. “Fine. But there better be something in it for me.” He spat sourly, adding that last part to simply make it seem like he didn't like Galacta, when actually Magolor was quite excited to have company. But Magolor would never admit that, not to himself and not to anyone.

Galacta entered the Starcutter. Magolor expected the majestic knight to turn around and leave at the sight of his Gamer Pad, but Galacta seemed to not be phased by it. Magolor shook it off.

“Well, Galacta Knight, what the hell do you want this early in the morning?!” Magolor questioned sourly. “It’s noon.” Galacta replied. “Ah.” He said in realization that he had slept till noon…again. 

“You know, it must be hard to focus when your abode–” “Gamer pad.” “Don’t interrupt me. But yes whatever, is such a…discordant mess, for lack of a better word. Mhm?” Galacta replied. It was the first time in a long time someone besides Meta had the guts to interrupt them. Magolor didn’t seem to like being pushed around.

“I think just fine with my house the way it is.” Magolor replied sourly before leaning against his desk. “You know, I wouldn’t mind helping you clean.” Galacta said offhandedly. “But if this is how you wish to live, so be it.” They added. “Help me clean?” Magolor repeated. “Are you trying to butter me up or something? What do you want?” He questioned. “Just a friendly favor. Nothing drastic that I’d have to manipulate you into, so don’t get your cloak in a twist, wizard boy.” Galacta replied sassily. 

“Well still- what could someone like you want from someone like me?” Magolor asked. “I have heard that you are quite the inter-dimensional traveler, Magolor.” Galacta answered as they observed the monitors and the tech of the Starcutter.

“Of course.” Magolor replied and crossed his arms.

“I just want to look at some of the Lor Starcutter’s technology.” Galacta stated and slightly leaned over the desk, observing the computer.

“Fine. Look all you want but don’t touch her.” Magolor spat. “…Her?” Galacta repeated, a little confused. “The Starcutter.” Magolor clarified. “Ah. Right. Understood.” Galacta replied and went back to observing the computer. “My! Such a powerful computer! What do you use it for?” Galacta asked, though not looking through the computer. Galacta was a lot of things, but they respected Magolor’s privacy. 

“Fortnite. Minecraft. Call of Duty…” Magolor answered, slightly listing them off onto his fingers. Galacta Knight nodded with each word.

“Ah. Video games. Are they enhanced by The Lor itself?” Galacta asked. “I guess? It gives me mad hacks but I,” Magolor smiled slyly, a little full of himself, “Am quite the pro fortnite player.” He said. Galacta smiled. “Right.” They said, “Perhaps you could show me?” Galacta asked. “What.” Magolor stated in complete shock. “Show me.” Galacta repeated. “No no, I heard you.” He replied. “Is that such a shock?” Galacta responded, slightly approaching Magolor.

“Geez, it’s just been a while since…” Magolor’s voice trailed off. Since someone took an interest in what he cared about. Whatever. Galacta was after their own thing. Magolor was misreading the situation, wasn't he? “Whatever. I guess if you want to see what The Lor does that’d be one of the easiest ways.” Magolor said. “But I need my morning gamer juice. I’ll get you something. You want coffee or uh…whatever you fancy knights drink?” He asked. “No no no. Coffee gives you eye-bags, last I heard. I prefer hot chocolate if you don’t mind.” Galacta said and sat down in a bean-bag chair by Magolor’s larger gamer chair.

“Right.” Magolor replied and turned away, going to the small kitchen area of The Lor. He quickly brewed the stuff Galacta asked for, as well as got his usual soda. Magolor couldn’t help but feel this was too good to be true. A powerful, and seemingly kind Knight just shows up at his doorstep and basically starts up a friendship? Ugh- what was Magolor thinking? Obviously it wasn’t friendship…they were just doing it for mutual gain…right? Why was Magolor doing this? He wasn’t gaining anything from this. But it’s not like Magolor was lonely and wanted company! No! Magolor would never….okay, fine, Magolor was extremely lonely. But he would never say it.

“I want to take you up on that offer.” Magolor announced as the hot chocolate finished brewing. “Mhm? Which one, darling?” Galacta Knight replied.

“Cleaning the Lor for me. I’ll let you watch me play a few rounds of Fortnite, let you snoop around The Lor’s mechanics for a bit, but you have to clean.” Magolor said. He didn’t really care if his place was clean, but he refused to believe he’d do something just…to be nice. There always had to be something in it for him, right? “My! That’s a great trade. All I have to do is clean up a bit of your gamer gunk, and I can view The Lor’s mechanicals? Lovely, splendid even.” Galacta replied and did a hair flip. Magolor blushed. “Alright, well get to it!” Magolor called out. Galacta’s expression suddenly soured. “Nah ah ah…” Galacta said suddenly. “We have a deal, Magolor,” Galacta’s voice was happy and they were smiling as they approached Magolor, until their smile suddenly dropped, “But I don’t like being pushed around. You aren’t in any place to demand anything. I owe you nothing.” Galacta clarified. Magolor didn’t want to back down either, but he slightly cowered. “We’re doing each other a favor. You’re right. I won’t yell at you.” “And you won’t treat me like I’m beneath you because you ever-so-graciously,” They were being sarcastic at that part, “Decided to do me a favor.” Galacta said.

Magolor nodded.

Sooner than later, the two of them did their thing. Magolor actually started helping Galacta with cleaning, just a bit. Galacta was doing laundry while Magolor picked stuff up off the ground. About half an hour passed before the two spoke again. “I’m sorry.” Magolor stated suddenly. “Mhm?” Galacta Knight looked up. “I am sorry…” Magolor repeated. “For uh…yelling at you. I didn’t know you were uncomfortable with that.” He said. Galacta Knight made a sound that Magolor couldn’t recognize. Until it got louder… Galacta Knight was laughing. Magolor hadn’t heard anyone laugh in a long time. “Hey– what’s so funny??” Magolor questioned. “Sorry, but judging by your greasy gamer boy persona I assumed you’d never admit your mistake.” Galacta said. But slowly, their laughter calmed. “I like that. Knowing what you did wrong and learning from it. Perhaps we should both try that more often, no?” Galacta said and lightly booped Magolor on the nose. Magolor paused, before giggling a little. He poorly stifled the giggle. “Sure.” He replied. The two of them finished cleaning up. They talked quite a bit while doing so. Galacta Knight told Magolor about flowers, and Magolor brought up the kinds of flowers in Minecraft, Galacta Knight talked about the kind of dyes they would make in Minecraft. Then they talked about swordfights and tournaments. They seemed to get along well.

Sooner than later, when the Lor was cleaned up, Magolor and Galacta were sitting in front of the large monitor. “And which game is this?” Galacta observed. “This is the Minecraft I was telling you about.” Magolor answered. Galacta nodded. “I really like this game. You can go anywhere you want too. There’s nothing really stopping you, ya’know?” Magolor explained. “I see…what’s your favorite place to go in this game?” Galacta asked. “Welll I usually like setting up a house by the beach and then traveling to villages before coming back.” He explained. “That sounds quite interesting. You know, I used to do that back before I was sealed away for centuries. It was nice, meeting new people so often, seeing the refreshing new landscapes. Do you quite understand?” Galacta said. Magolor looked over with a soft gaze, a small smile cracking at his lips. “I guess.” He answered. The two of them talked more about landscapes. It was strange. They didn’t have much in common, but they discussed random things like no problem. Magolor found Galacta Knight very witty, as well as…sort of a grounded mountain in Magolor’s constant mood swings. As for Galacta, they thought Magolor was funny, a little thoughtless, but also a person of actions. Like…Magolor didn’t want to waste time thinking. Or something like that. Regardless, the game of Minecrap- sorry, Minecraft, came to an end. 

“So, Gala, what else were you looking to do about the Starcutter?” Magolor asked and slid back in his gamer chair. Galacta Knight stood up, stretching a little.

“Simple, really. May I just spare a glance at her Central Processing Unit?” Galacta stated, looking back over at Magolor. He nodded. “I guess. It’s not a problem.” He answered, standing up. He got out of his chair and went over to behind the desk. He clicked a few buttons and part of the wall moved, revealing a closet of circuit board things and inner computer stuff. (Can you tell I don’t know how computers work?) 

“Mhm…” Galacta Knight observed. “Uhhhh…” Magolor was a little confused how Galacta Knight was getting any information from just looking at the circuit boards. “Sorry- what are you getting out of just staring at it?” Magolor asked. There was a short silence.

“Magolor…this ship has the ability to travel galaxies, tear through the fabrics of this dimension. Any dimension. Reach any elysium of worlds you so choose. This ship is that of a multi-dimensional warship.” Galacta Knight stated. “A world traveler, if you will.” They said more clearly. There was a silence. “I know…” Magolor answered, slightly turning away from Galacta. “You— you knew?” Galacta repeated in slight awe of what was being said. 

Magolor nodded.

“Why do you stay on Planet Popstar when you can go anywhere in this very plane of existence?” Galacta Knight questioned. “Do you not see what you’re capable of doing??” They continued. “Planetary Arrest.” Magolor answered suddenly. “...What?” Magolors face was hidden in his hood. “Planetary arrest.” He repeated, looking up now. Galacta Knight barely met Magolor’s eyes. “After The Master Crown Incident, I was deemed too dangerous to be allowed to roam free. I was put under Planetary Arrest. I’m stuck on Planet Popstar until I can get the arrest lifted. And with Dedede as King…that’s as good as never.” Magolor explained, his back now turned to Magolor, as he sniffed, just a little. He wiped a small, salty tear from his eye. “I’m stuck here until I die.” He stated finally. Magolor felt like he was already dead.

Galacta Knight stood still in shock. “I see…” They mumbled. They put a finger to their chin. Was that really all they had to say? “What a cruel fate to bestow upon someone.” They said and approached Magolor. Magolor stayed facing the other direction, but from behind, Galacta Knight wrapped their arms around him. “I am so very sorry. It must be terrible, bound to one place, isn’t it?” Galacta Knight said. Magolor sniffled before turning to face Galacta Knight. Magolor hugged them, then and there. Magolor had not had a shoulder to cry on in a long time. He hadn’t felt the touch of anyone at all in a long time. 

“It is.” He sobbed. “It is.” He repeated. Galacta Knight gently rubbed his back. 

-

Night soon fell over Dreamland, and Galacta Knight decided they should take their leave. Magolor seemed to have enjoyed their company.“Well, Magolor, I may have gotten what I sought out of our meeting, but do not think you will be rid of me so easily.” Galacta Knight stated as they stood in front of the door. Magolor didn’t want Galacta Knight to only come and see him out of pity. “I don’t want your pity…I may be stuck here, but I’m not some problem to fix or some damsel in distress.” He spat. “Of course not. You’re a person, who I consider my friend.” Galacta answered, turning back and looking at Magolor. “I’ll see you sometime soon, Magolor.” They said before turning away and walking off into the distance, leaving Magolor with a sense of hope for a better future.