"Luigi's Unexpected Adventure: A Shattered Reality"
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Your world suddenly shifts, the vibrant energy of your surroundings taking on a surreal, almost technicolor hue. Dizzy and confused, a strange sensation seizes your body, pulling you from the comfort of the known into the bizarre and unfamiliar. You try to shake it off, but your vision blurs, distorts. Then, with a thunderous jolt, reality as you knew it shatters into a cascade of pixels.
You blink once, twice, struggling to understand where you are. A sense of weight shifts on your body, your clothes feeling peculiarly constricting... yet totally different. You glance down, your heart pounding in your chest. What were once your familiar clothes are now green and blue garments—an emerald shirt tucked into dark blue overalls, held firm by brass buttons. Your hands, encased in cartoonishly white gloves, tremble as you lift them up to inspect the changes.
"No, this can't be happening," you breathe, but the voice that escapes your lips is not your own—it's more nasal, higher-pitched.
Your eyes dart around your new surroundings. The once mundane cityscape of your reality has morphed into something out of a video game—bright green pipes jutting from the ground, brick blocks floating inconceivably mid-air, a rolling horizon dotted with mushroom-topped beings. You're in the world of Super Mario.
Panic wells up within you. You take a staggering step forward, tripping over your own changed feet. You're shorter now, just over four feet tall. An unsettling, almost humorous roundness presses against your gut. Your reflection, caught in a nearby pooling of clear water, confirms your fears. You've become Luigi—the taller, greener Mario Brother.
You clench your teeth, trying to cling to the last fragments of your identity. "I am not Luigi, I am—"
"Hey-a, Luigi! There you are!" A booming, yet cheerful voice interrupts your thoughts. Mario, your older twin brother, bounds toward you, his red cap askew as he grins widely.
You try to correct him, to insist on your real name, your true self, but the words catch in your throat. It's not just the new voice—memories, alien and yet disturbingly intimate, start to flood your mind. Italian-style pasta dinners, plumbing jobs, countless adventures across the Mushroom Kingdom.
"Bro, what are ya doing-a standin' around here? We gotta save the Princess!" Mario says, clapping you firmly on the back.
"N-No, wait..." you stammer, but even as the words leave your mouth, you feel a mental shift, an insidious warping of your thoughts. You shake your head, trying to clear the fog. Memories of a past life, your life, grow hazy. Faces, places, names—they're all slipping away.
You want to yell, to resist, but Luigi's personality is overpowering, taking root, filling every nook and cranny of your mind. You see the world through his terrified yet brave heart.
"You-a okay, Luigi?" Mario asks, concern etching his face.
A serene calm overtakes you as you look at him, a brotherly bond reaffirmed in your chest. "I-I'm fine, Mario."
And just like that, as the last tendrils of your former self fade like a distant dream you can no longer recall, you embrace your destiny. You are Luigi. You always have been Luigi.
"Let's-a go save the Princess!" you say confidently, clenching your glove-covered fist in determination.
Mario grins back, nodding. "That's-a my brother!"
You two dash off together, your past life a complete enigma, each stride embracing the character you've always been—a good-natured, timid yet brave plumber named Luigi.
This story was generated by user JesterImp with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
AI Prompts
Prompt: Write a POV transformation of the male human reader turning into Luigi (from the Super Mario franchise), complete with clothes change, slight weight gain, age progression, height change, reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Super Mario), and mind/mental change (with the reader's mind being permanently and completely replaced with Luigi's personality and memories, despite his best efforts on fighting them, making the reader completely forget all about his past self, which he realizes never existed and was only a daydream, and remembers that he was and always had been Luigi). For Luigi's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a taller, younger brother of Mario, and usually wears a green shirt, dark blue overalls, a pair of cartoonish white gloves, brown plumber shoes, and a green hat with a green "L" insignia. Being the younger twin of Mario, Luigi is presumed to be 24 years old and has a height of 49 inches (4.1 feet or 124.5 centimeters) tall. Although Luigi is a plumber like Mario, other facets of his personality vary from game to game; Luigi always seems nervous and timid, but is good-natured and can keep his temper better than his brother. He is voiced by Charles Martinet. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
Response: Your world suddenly shifts, the vibrant energy of your surroundings taking on a surreal, almost technicolor hue. Dizzy and confused, a strange sensation seizes your body, pulling you from the comfort of the known into the bizarre and unfamiliar. You try to shake it off, but your vision blurs, distorts. Then, with a thunderous jolt, reality as you knew it shatters into a cascade of pixels. You blink once, twice, struggling to understand where you are. A sense of weight shifts on your body, your clothes feeling peculiarly constricting... yet totally different. You glance down, your heart pounding in your chest. What were once your familiar clothes are now green and blue garments—an emerald shirt tucked into dark blue overalls, held firm by brass buttons. Your hands, encased in cartoonishly white gloves, tremble as you lift them up to inspect the changes. "No, this can't be happening," you breathe, but the voice that escapes your lips is not your own—it's more nasal, higher-pitched. Your eyes dart around your new surroundings. The once mundane cityscape of your reality has morphed into something out of a video game—bright green pipes jutting from the ground, brick blocks floating inconceivably mid-air, a rolling horizon dotted with mushroom-topped beings. You're in the world of Super Mario. Panic wells up within you. You take a staggering step forward, tripping over your own changed feet. You're shorter now, just over four feet tall. An unsettling, almost humorous roundness presses against your gut. Your reflection, caught in a nearby pooling of clear water, confirms your fears. You've become Luigi—the taller, greener Mario Brother. You clench your teeth, trying to cling to the last fragments of your identity. "I am not Luigi, I am—" "Hey-a, Luigi! There you are!" A booming, yet cheerful voice interrupts your thoughts. Mario, your older twin brother, bounds toward you, his red cap askew as he grins widely. You try to correct him, to insist on your real name, your true self, but the words catch in your throat. It's not just the new voice—memories, alien and yet disturbingly intimate, start to flood your mind. Italian-style pasta dinners, plumbing jobs, countless adventures across the Mushroom Kingdom. "Bro, what are ya doing-a standin' around here? We gotta save the Princess!" Mario says, clapping you firmly on the back. "N-No, wait..." you stammer, but even as the words leave your mouth, you feel a mental shift, an insidious warping of your thoughts. You shake your head, trying to clear the fog. Memories of a past life, your life, grow hazy. Faces, places, names—they're all slipping away. You want to yell, to resist, but Luigi's personality is overpowering, taking root, filling every nook and cranny of your mind. You see the world through his terrified yet brave heart. "You-a okay, Luigi?" Mario asks, concern etching his face. A serene calm overtakes you as you look at him, a brotherly bond reaffirmed in your chest. "I-I'm fine, Mario." And just like that, as the last tendrils of your former self fade like a distant dream you can no longer recall, you embrace your destiny. You are Luigi. You always have been Luigi. "Let's-a go save the Princess!" you say confidently, clenching your glove-covered fist in determination. Mario grins back, nodding. "That's-a my brother!" You two dash off together, your past life a complete enigma, each stride embracing the character you've always been—a good-natured, timid yet brave plumber named Luigi.
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