Captain Olimar
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Captain Olimar
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Spaceman. Freight Pilot. Pikmin Commander. Husband. Father. Engineer. Explorer.

And only an inch tall! Its Captain Olimar, and his Pikmin!
"I have to write journals on everything I see here. Just as I did with the Pikmin. There is so much I do not understand! But its the boss's orders.

The more I know, the more I know I do not know."
January 25, 2026 at 1:18 AM
"How do you cope? Or, are you more powerful than all of them?"
January 24, 2026 at 10:48 PM
"Aha... what a thought.

Apologies, am I bothering you? I don't mean to, if you are busy."
January 18, 2026 at 8:04 PM
"Well. If you say so. Expect nothing less than perfection from them! Settle for nothing less. For this young child's sake, if anyone else's.

...look at me! I wonder if this is how I will sound when my daughter makes me a grandfather, all those years in the future."
January 18, 2026 at 7:20 PM
(He crosses his arms.)

"Their absence in the event of such a young newborn child does not please me."

(Shakes his head, clearly disapproving Spamton.)

"I wish my wife were here. She could probably give better advice than I. She is the reason those children have turned out well!"
January 18, 2026 at 6:37 PM
"Ha! No. Its never easy.

Do you have a partner?"
January 18, 2026 at 6:26 PM
"I remember my first. Though that was a son."
January 18, 2026 at 6:24 PM
"Is this your first child?"
January 18, 2026 at 6:22 PM
"I didn't have my translator on! Our company president no doubt purchased it cheaply. Its battery is poor.

To my view, you now speak my language, and I your's.

The people of this world are very large, it would seem."
January 18, 2026 at 6:17 PM
"I would hope so."

(Chuckle.

He blows his whistle in a short burst. Three Pink Pikmin, who have wings, fly over and lift him up, so he can be at eye level with Battat.)
January 18, 2026 at 6:04 PM
"Reminds me of when my first was born!"

(The tiny alien finally speaks, having a surprisingly deep voice.)
January 18, 2026 at 5:49 PM
(Olimar looks up at it.)
January 18, 2026 at 5:42 PM
"Hello."

(He says in his surprisingly deep voice, considering his stature.)

"This place continues to be strange to me. Everyone here is of a higher power of some sort.

Well... I assume everyone. Most of them!"
January 17, 2026 at 9:43 PM
(Tiny wave from a tiny humanoid.)
January 17, 2026 at 7:38 PM
(...

...looking in the direction of the noise reveals everything in the fridge is moving.)
January 15, 2026 at 1:58 AM
(The tiny humanoid looks up and sees- and recoils in horror, as though he saw a great alien beast! He whistles again to round his troops behind him!)
January 15, 2026 at 12:00 AM
(Suddenly, there's the sound of a whistle being blown. All the colorful figures stop panicking and form rank.

A small, but slightly larger, humanoid figure emerges from behind the computer. He looks around, at his own eye level, for what caused the disturbance. Nothing... odd.

Whistle whistle.)
January 14, 2026 at 11:21 PM
(It drops down, and a group of small, colorful shapes start running out from underneath it, scattering in all sorts of directions! There must be hundreds!)
January 14, 2026 at 11:13 PM
(The computer floats up slightly. Floats... or, is picked up by something small, like ants.

...its starts to march slowly away across the table.)
January 14, 2026 at 11:06 PM
(The computer suddenly turns off, like it was unplugged.)
January 14, 2026 at 10:38 PM
(Its blurry and hard to see, and would be invisible to most standard human eyes, but it looks like some small figures are carrying it... colorful and bipedal, and barely an inch tall!)
January 14, 2026 at 5:57 AM
(...the spent shred of tape on the ground starts to move, and not in a way consistent with wind, or other normal forces.)
January 14, 2026 at 3:21 AM