The story of a frail, pitiful, helpless scientist who accidentally falls from one magic-side world into another.
Wilson: I'm having such a hard time.
Link: ...Thank you for being willing to make weapons for me, Mr. Wilson. But by ranged weapons, I meant bows and arrows. What do you mean, a 98k?
Link: We can ride the updraft into the Divine Beast of Wind, then solve the mechanisms and... Wait, no! Put down your RPG, Mr. Wilson!
Link: We just need to turn the lasers fired by the four Divine Beasts toward the castle to suppress... What did you say? What's a surface-to-surface missile?
Wilson: Heh.
Calamity Ganon: I'm having such a hard time.
Scheming younger (or older?) hero seme x somewhat neurotic, frail scientist uke
The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild and Don't Starve have always been masterpieces of high-freedom gaming in my eyes, and playing them leaves me with a profound sense of emptiness and loneliness.
So I brought lonely Wilson to lonely Link.
[You can read this even if you haven't played Don't Starve]
[If you haven't played Breath of the Wild... Go play it! All of you, go play it!]
Theme: A place to store wild ideas
