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Mastadoom: I don't like Buster Beetle's attitude, so I' want this guy to win his third week. |
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Rob-omb: I know how to make him self destruct... |
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Mastadoom: I don't like Buster Beetle's attitude, so I' want this guy to win his third week. |
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Rob-omb: I know how to make him self destruct... |
The referee:
The announcer:
***
Buster Beetle: Welcome back, losers. This week, we have two more paperweights going at it. This oughta be a real snooze. Once again, the fighters can introduce themselves.
Mastadoom: I am Mastadoom, the largest enemy on Star Hill. I need to win just one more time to qualify for Round Three.
Rob-omb: I may be small, but I pack a large punch. I'm from Booster's Tower, and anyone who calls me Rob will be sorry.
Buster Beetle: O...kay! Here is Mary with her analysis for the week.
Larry: Mary?! Her? I'm a guy, and my name is Larry!
Buster Beetle: Like I care.
Larry: Hmph. I am going with Mastadoom to win, because he won so easily his last two weeks.
Buster Beetle: Oh goodie, it's time for the Loser of the Week to be announced.
Roy: The Tourist of the Week is...
Roy rips open the envelope as usual, but is surprised to find that nothing is inside.
Roy: Hey, what gives? Lemmy must not have picked a winner.
Larry: At least no one will get hurt if I guessed wrong.
Roy: Larry, you're useless! Or should I say Mary? Anyway, get lost!
Boom Booms come and throw a wailing Larry out.
Roy: Let's get the battle started already.
Buster Beetle: I was just about to say that! Mack! Get to work and start this battle.
Mack: Remember, bouncing on your opponent's head is perfectly acceptable. Ready? Go!
Rob-omb: Explosion!
Mastadoom: Urgh!
Buster Beetle: Looks like Rob-omb made a tiny explosion. Of course, it's more than enough to send Mastadoom flying back a few paces. I knew he was a weakling.
Mastadoom: The opponent is gone. I win, I guess.
Mack: Victory to-
Buster Beetle: Stop! Rob-omb had suddenly reappeared! Not like it really matters, as I refuse to abdicate my position even if Mastadoom wins.
Rob-omb: You won't have to if I have anything to say about it.
Mastadoom: Oh, you're just a pest. Doom!
Rob-omb: Explosion!
Mastadoom: Urgh!
Buster Beetle: Mastadoom has pathetically resorted to using his instant death attack, but it doesn't work as Rob-omb has already exploded and caused damage before the spell can take effect. Typical of such lame fighters. And look, here's Rob-omb again, so we're just about back where we started.
Rob-omb: Explosion!
Mastadoom: Urgh!
Buster Beetle: Looks like Mastadoom is taking a beating out there. How sad.
Mastadoom: Earthquake!
Rob-omb: AAH! *snap*
Buster Beetle: Well well, a half-way decent move. Mastadoom has used a ground attack on a lightning element, and Rob-omb appears to be diffused.
Rob-omb: Explosion!
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Mastadoom: Bone.
Rob-omb: Ouch! Body Slam.
Mastadoom: ... Was that supposed to hurt? Doom!
*poof*
Mack: Victory to Mastadoom... I guess.
Mastadoom: Not a bad fight at all.
Buster Beetle: Zzz... Oh, sorry, the lack of action bored me to sleep. What happened?
Mack: Mastadoom won...
Buster Beetle: What?! No! Well, it doesn't matter, as I will continue announcing anyway, until Nintendo finally notices me. NINTENDO!!! HEAR ME!!!
Roy: Buster Beetle... get out of the booth.
Buster Beetle: Never!
Roy: SECURITY!!!
As Boom Booms approach the announcer's booth, the screen fades out.
The winner:
The loser:
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