Camp Hyrule Archive

This is an archive of art made by me (Luigi2) for Camp Hyrule contests and activities.

Camp Hyrule 2001 Stuff

2002 Stuff

Welcome to Camp Hyrule,
The camp that's really cool.
Dirty's not better than clean,
But it's a lot more mean.
Sonic's best buddy is Tails.
Link's new ship uses sails.
We'd make more fun of NOAs,
But that's sure to number our days.
That's all I can think of for now,
But I'll be back, don't have a cow!

-Luigi2, Cabin 6

Icon Designs

NOA Mike Face Painting

Captain Olimar Mascot Design

Yoshi's Island: Super Mario Advance 3 Art

NOA Taylor Face Painting

Camp Hyrule 2003 Stuff

Camp Hyrule's the place to be,

When Luigi is at the tee.

When the Blue Falcon's racin',

You know Bowser's kart is pacin'.

Junior is in the back seat,

Throwin' stuff at anyone they meet.

Camp may get wrecked every year,

But we know that under the NOAs' leers,

We had better not start complainin',

Cause the NOAs will leave us hangin'.

I know this poem's really stupid,

But..uh...googlapagagalupid.

-LuigiKirby2, Cabin 6

It was a typical day at Camp Hyrule 2654. LuigiKirby222 got out of his regeneration alcove and headed outside, passing through his shower-and-dress-a-matic 5000 on the way. Still half-asleep, he headed down to Kirboid's Mess Hall to get some breakfast.

Not until he was half done with his delicious just-add-water pancakes did LuigiKirby222 notice that there seemed to be no one around. Starting to get worried, he ran outside and used his tricorder to scan for life signs. At first there seemed to be none, but looking closer he saw that there were faint life signs coming from each cabin's lofts.

"It couldn't be the loft monster...," LuigiKirby222 said aloud, speaking of the legendary ghost stories told around the bon-heat-o-matic at night by the counselors. "Or could it..." He decided to investigate.

He weaved his way back through the numerous cabins to his own, Cabin 654. He waited a moment as the door sensors acknowledged his identification and then ran in as the doors slid open.

"They say that the loft monster can transform into anything, usually a villain from a recent game" LK222 thought to himself. "I hope he hasn't become Mechoid Kowser from Cyber Mario Brothers. I'd better be prepared" He quickly gathered a stun-only phaser and quadcorder from his locker, setting his less advanced tricorder back into it.

He then climbed to the loft. It was pitch black. He turned on the light on his quadcorder and waved the beam around. There didn't seem to be anything. Then he spotted it. There was something in the far corner of the loft. He carefully crawled over there and took a closer look. It was a round silver disc about 12 centimeters in diameter. He picked it up and scanner it with the quadcorder.

“It’s an ancient Compact Disc from the beginning of the digital age!,” LK222 thought in surprise. “What’s it doing here? It should be in a museum. I wonder if my quadcorder can read it’s contents.” He punched a few commands into the device and a small beam shot out and scanned the surface of the disc.

“Diary of Camp Hyrule Counselor NOA Mysterious,” LK222 read aloud. “August 17, 2003. Camp is finally over. However, when some parents found out about that pesky loft monster (stupid tattletale kids…), they demanded that we get rid of it. So we tried everything, but nothing would work. Finally, we got desperate and started searching on the Internet. We found a working time machine on eBay, and had it shipped overnight. It arrived this morning and we used it to send the loft monster into the future so that we won’t have to deal with it any more. However it seems to be causing some strange happenings, such as stuff cloning itself instantly then disappearing. In fact, it seems to happen most to our personal stuff, like our diary discs. Mine hasn’t been affected yet, but I ^%# 1h89g32 1gvf575u8 y6b765n 590Nt^4rn6h5mn^(n.”

“The rest of this is just a garbled mess. Hmm…those things that were cloning and disappearing must have been being transported to the future, just like the loft monster supposedly was. That must be how this disc got here...,” LuigiKirby222 contemplated. He turned around to take another look at the loft.

AHH!” LK222 suddenly exclaimed as a hole opened in the ceiling above him and sucked him in. His quadcorder and phaser clattered on the floor as the hold in the ceiling closed again, leaving no trace of its existence.

The next day, parents showed up to pick up their children, as it was the last day of camp. However, all they found was a bunch of deserted buildings, a quadcorder with its light on, and a stun-only phaser. None of the campers and counselors from Camp Hyrule were ever heard from again……or were they?