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Kirbynite Phan Phan  I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!!                    Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Well, since you said it's just a story, I'll have to move it over to the Modern Art forum....
Good luck on attracting attention for this story. I'm not sure your script formatting will fly as a normal story, but hey, you never know  |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Kirby ruffles his hair. Jack and Fem's words seemed to have cut through his clouded mind.
Heroes... Kirby: As much as I'd hate it, I guess it's best if we fight our way to the top. I want to rescue Schala as soon as possible, but I know she'll be upset if she finds out about us following through Plan A... So... Plan B it is. 'Oy! A bunch of heroes here wants to sign up! Who do we see? The crowd was already dispersing, as they finally got to see Rawk Hawk win another match. Moments later, there was just posters, a reporter, a cameraman, a few fungerians, and a woman in a jester costume. Kirby: ... Dang, this is harder than I thought. Harle: Oooh, lala! We meet again! Kirby: What're you upto, lady?
Kirby makes sure to keep his distance from the harlequin. Harle: Aw, are you afraid of leetle ol' me? Do not be afraid; I do not bite. ^_~ Kirby:
Harle: I have heard you want to join ze Glitz Pit, non? I believe you must speak with ze managier around ze corner. She points at a door, which had a very large musclely man in a suit standing infront of it. Kirby: ... Thanks
Harle: I shall cheer you on, hee hee ^_~ |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Kirby: Feh. That guy obviously doesn't watch television... Well, we're not the ones on tv, but I know lots of others have been...
Kirby looked around the narrow hallway. The hallway was dank and musty, and would obviously offend any picky noses. There were other security guards standing in front of doors, and none of them seemed to turn their heads to look at the group walking inside. It didn't feel like a nice, friendly atmosphere. Kirby: Hm.. there's no one in this corner.. No cameras.... Kirby pulled off his backpack, and quickly pulled out random items. He pulled off his bandana from his head, opened it up, and then wrapped it across the top of his head instead of around it. He pulled out some sunglasses and quickly placed them on. In the next second, he managed to pull off his blue jacket and white shirt, and replaced both with a red cape and a green shirt. After all that, he pulled some white gloves onto his hands. Kirby: There we go! Sorry, guys, but I'm still making sure I keep myself out of public view, see? Oh yeah, all of you... NO WORD about this until later, got it? They finally make their way around the corner... Security Guard Redux: Yeah yeah. Guys wanna talk to Mr. Grubba, right? Kirby: Darn tootin'! Security Guard Redux: .. Whatever floats your boat, bub. The security guard steps to the side, allowing Kirby to open the door and step inside. While everyone was filling into the nice and clean room, the tubby creature with the shades and fedora stands up from his seat behind a finely polished desk. Grubba: Who in tarnation are ya'll? And who let ya'll in?!? This is Grubba's office! Kirby: So you're Grubba, then?
Grubba: Yep, that's me, Grubba! An' you, yer one rude dude, comin' in without knockin'! Kirby walks closer to Grubba's desk, refrains from slamming his hands. Kirby: Listen up. We're all awesomely awesome athletes and.. Kirby looks at some of the others. Kirby: Such. We wanna be fighters. Preferably be on the same team, too. Grubba: Hoo-WEE! That do change a thing or two, son! Ah always got time for up-an'-comers! Yep, this place is packed to the gills with young fighters, all primed and a-rarin' to go! Ah gotta say, son, somma ya'll.. well.. most of ya'll a bit skinny fer my tastes, but Ah'm willin' to give ya'll a shot. Now, play me straight, son: you wanna live the glamorous life of a champ, don'tcha? Kirby: Not really. (edited by Brixikyent on 06-14-06 01:19 AM) |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!!  Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Grubba gives out a hearty laugh after hearing Jack and Fem.
Grubba: Alright, alright. Ah hear where ya'll comin' from. Grubba walks around the desk, past everyone, and stands infront of the cabinets filled with photos and trophies. Grubba: When Ah was just a poor pup, Ah didn't give a Desert Pokey's patoot for fancy, big-city ways. But Ah jumped into the world of martial arts and fought mah way to fame and riches! An' know what Ah realized? Bein' rich an' famous is diggety-dang DYNAMITE! Kirby: (I hold you guys accountable for this monologue. )
Grubba: Now, Ah can't mix it up in the ring no more, but Ah earned enough to set me for life. You readin' me here, ya'll? Dreams do come true, even if they ain't yours, exactly! Kirby quirks an eyebrow. Grubba: Yep, that's the key, son! Dream big, and you'll GET big, that's the winner's way! And when you make it big, you'll look back at all those small-dreamers and LAUGH! You readin' me here, ya'll? Grubba turns around and looks right into Kirby's eyes. Kirby jumps a bit, and looks around. He then looks back at Grubba, smiles and nods his head. Grubba: That's the spirit! Grubba walks back to his desk. Grubba: Ah.. by the way... Ya'll gotta sign an itty-bitty contract to be a fighter. It ain't no thing. Just take a second or two of yer time. Just jot yer names here, okay? Grubba pulled out several sheets of paper. It was a contract for each person. Strangely enough, there didn't seem to be anything fishy in the contracts. Of course, one would notice if they took the time to read it. Kirby immediately signed his hero name. Grubba: Best thing you ever done, son! Now, yer Supa Dreamlander? Ain't a bad handle... Still, Ah gotta say, pardner, it lacks a little punch as a fighter's name, get me? Kirby: Yeah yeah, Ah kn-- er, I know.
Grubba: Lemme see, here... Grubba watches everyone as they approach the contracts to sign.. Grubba: Bam! Hoooooo-WEEEEE! Ah got it!!! From now on, yer gonna be.... Captain Albano!! Hoo! Ain't that a beaut? Dang if that ain't a stroke of genius! A name that good comes 'round once a lifetime! Kirby: ... As long as it ain't something like Senor Bag of Crap, or the Great Gonzales, I don't really care. (edited by Brixikyent on 06-14-06 01:20 AM) |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Grubba: Kid, no offense, but ya couldn't pay me enough to have you dress in it. Lookee here. Ya don't have to wear anythin' special. Ya could fight in a cardboard box for all Ah care. Alls you gotta do is just do yer best out there..
Kirby: Am I going to be the only one with a different name?
Grubba: Hm? Kirby: I can take a wild guess all of our names won't sound great. Grubba: Tell you what, kid. To save me from poppin' mah brain thinkin' of names for ya'll, just make sure you take part in every fight yourself. Kirby: Eh? Grubba: Ah, yes, since ya'll make kind of a large group... You kin have at most.... three or four members in a team, dependin' on the match. Jolene, my assisstant, will let you know. Kirby: Well, whatever, as long as we get on with this as soon as possible. Grubba: Heh hahahaha! Yer goin' to go far, kid, I just know it. Jolene! Come on in and show these guys their new accomadations! A woman (well, of the Toad species), dressed in a business suit, steps inside the room. She's got a bit of blonde hair sticking out from underneath her 'shroom cap. She pushes up her glasses and gives everyone everyone a very stern look. Jolene: Well then, is everyone ready? |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Grubba: Be sure to put Captain Albano (that's the guy with the rosiness on his cheeks) and his team on the next upcoming match.
Jolene looks at her clipboard and fixes her glasses. Jolene: The Goomba Bros. Right away, sir. Wait... Captain Albano? I thought his name was.. Kirby: S-Supa Dreamlander. Jolene: I knew it. Mr. Grubba, don't you recognize this person? Grubba: Supa Dreamlander? Hm... Well.. Ah reckon that name sounds familar-like.. Though, Ah figger the guy would've been shorter... and rounder. Kirby: Well, things happen. Grubba: Say no more. Fine, Ah'll let you stay with Supa Dreamlander, son. Kirby gives Grey a sly grin. Jolene opens the door and glances at the group. Kirby: Judging from the style everyone's in, I'm sure we don't have to worry about fighting that creepy renderition of macho goombas floating around the internet. Jolene: If you would be so kind, please follow me. Kirby walks out the door, following Jolene. Jolene doesn't turn her head, but she starts talking. Jolene: As you know, you are contracted fighters now, so you must abide by some rules. First and foremost, what Mr. Grubba says, goes. Period. You must do what he says. It's nothing humiliating, or demeaning, and it's geared more to pleasing the fans during vacations of some fighters. Kirby: We're not... um.. staging fights, are we? Jolene: Oh, heavens, no! Just think of it as a handicap. As long as you abide by it, you can do whatever you want. Just.. No killing. If you're knocked out of the ring, or you fall unconcious, or otherwise unable to fight, you can no longer fight with the team..... Also.. as per your contract, you cannot quit until Mr. Grubba releases you. There are many other small guidelines that I will explain as they become relevant. Kirby: Grey.. you sure you read-- Jolene: Don't worry. It's nothing that will make you regret anything. However, this will probably be the only thing you might gripe about... Jolene opened the door to the minor-league locker room, revealing a VERY run down place, with foot prints all over the floor, springs popping out of broken seats, footprint on walls, walls with torn wallpaper, dented lockers, and footprints on dented lockers. Also, the characters in the room looked rather seedy... There was a golden Koopa wearing shades leaning on the wall, a bob-omb with a scar across its eye walking about, and a rock-like being that only has feet.... There was also just some flower person by the corner, but he's not important. Jolene: Just consider this motivation to move up to major-league. (edited by Brixikyent on 06-14-06 01:26 AM) |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Jolene fixed her glasses before she responded to Grey.
Jolene: I had a slight feeling one of you were going to ask this. There's another side to Grubba's rules. When it deals with off the ring, it's really just common sense. Don't leave the toilet seat up in the unisex bathrooms, clean up after your mess if you decide to eat in the hallways, don't steal from others, that sort of thing. I'm sure all of you don't need a refresher course on common sense. Kirby: What about on the ring..? Jolene: Like I said, anything goes. But if you're given a handicap, it's suggested you follow it. If you win the match, but don't abide by the rules, you'll get paid, but you won't rise up in rank. If you do abide to the handicap, then you'll get paid, and go up in rank. I can't tell you much from that, as it's Mr. Grubba that decides what handicap you'll be having, and trust me, I can't list them all for you. Jolene walks over to a computer terminal situated in the wall near by. Jolene: By the way.. This terminal over here by the door... When you're ready to fight, log on and Mr. Grubba will decide who you'll match up against. You will have no say in this. I believe I have covered everything. Oh, and you get disounts on everything on Glitzville. Please take some time to think about your strategy as I set the match up. If you have anymore questions, ask me when I come back. And with that, Jolene headed out the door. Kirby looked around a bit, then looked at his hands. Kirby: Oh! Right, I forgot to fix my name.. He gave himself a gentle knock on the head. Supa Dreamlander: There we go. |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Wow, I totally forgot about board anniversaries and such. I remember all the parties we had back then and such....
... I feel old again 
Anyway, thanks for sticking around the board for another year, guys 
I'll.. draw a present when I'm not drunk with lack of sleep. |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Jolene: ... Did.. I come in a bad time?
Supa Dreamlander: No no, he's just still very suspicious about how things are being handle. Kirby steps towards Grey and spoke very quietly.. Supa Dreamlander: You lost your chance to question me about this 
Jolene seemed a bit nervous around Grey, but she still had a job to do. Jolene: Mr. Grubba wanted me to let you all know that the stipulation in this match is to appeal to the crowd atleast once. He wants everyone to be fired up. And next time, it will be Security that will escort you to the ring. Try not to get completely destroyed out there. Supa Dreamlander: ... Thanks, I think. Anyway, I'm ready to go see how "fake" this thing is.
Jolene: Heh. --------------------------- The arena is roaring, with colored spotlights going everywhere. The jumbotron shows a camera panning across the arena before slowing zooming in on the announcer, Grubba. Grubba: Squarin' off next, folks... are the Hoppin' Hardheads... the GOOMBA BROTHERS! Aaaaaaaand.... Newcomers with hankerin' for clobberin'... Ssssssuupaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Drrrrrrreeeeeeeeeamlanderrrr and Company! The Goomba Brothers have been waitin' an' gettin' all het up for the fight. Let's check in! Grubba waddles over to the five goombas on the eastern side of the ring. Grubba: Howdy do, Goomba Brothers! How're ya'll feelin' tonight? Ya'll ready fer this fight? Goomba: Ha! Are you kidding, man? We're ALWAYS ready to bonk a fool or two! Who is this Supa Dreamlander rookie? A cocky idiot with a dumb name, that's who! Waiting just makes us mad! WE're gonna teach him and his tardy punks how to respect fighters with seniority! I think maybe you oughta call an ambulance for them now, just to save time later! (edited by Brixikyent on 06-15-06 02:00 AM) |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Supa Dreamlander: Grey, you totally killed my door-opening kick.
Kirby shook his head as he walked up the stairs to step onto the platform. It was only him, Grey, Fem, and Jack, as the rest were in Offline Trances. Of course, that wouldn't be a problem for a bunch of goombas... Grubba: Hot-diggety-DANG, fight fans! There's Supa Dreamlander now, stridin' on up! Ah tell you, these rookies got some guts, strollin' up late like he owns the place! Hoo! Okay, now, Supa D., listen up. Lemme just explain the rules of the match real quick.. Goomba: ENOUGH TALK, FIGHT NOW! One of the goombas soared through the air, and smacked Kirby on the head. The goomba backflipped onto the ground, and hopped back to his allies. Grubba has a nervous face as he takes several steps away from both teams. The bell starting the match went off. Supa Dreamlander: Bloody punks! You think you're cute for doing that?! Goomba: Aw, quit crying, will ya? That was just a little welcome gift for the rookies! Where's our thank-you?!? An afterimage of Kirby next to Grey was all that's left before appearing right next to the goomba. Supa Dreamlander: Right here! Kirby punted the Goomba into the air. Without letting the creature go too far, the bandana wearing berserker lunged into the air, caught the Goomba with one hand, and drove him into the ground. Kirby grinded the Goomba across the floor for a second before smacking the tanned mushroom-like beast out of the ring with a red glowing fist. (edited by Brixikyent on 06-15-06 02:57 AM) |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Supa Dreamlander dusted his hands and started walking to the center of the ring. The crowd was going wild as they were all surprised to be entertained by the quickest fight they've seen since Rawk Hawk vs the Koopinator.
Supa Dreamlander: Short and sweet. I'm in the mood for food now. Grubba: HOOOOO-WEEEEE! The Supa Dreamlander and Co. wins! Grubba, since Kirby was the closest one to him, catches the caped lad before he walks off. Grubba: Tell me, son, what was this first taste of victory like? Supa Dreamlander: That fight? What a joke.
Grubba: Ah'll tell you what Ah just saw, folks: a whuppin'! These kids got skills! We got ourselves some heroes! Let's hear it for them, folks! Yeah! Supa Dreamlander and Co.! ----------------------------- Eventually, everyone went back to the locker rooms, and were joined by Grubba and Jolene. Grubba: Well, Supa D., that fight wasn't a total loss... But listen, son, fighters gotta play to the crowd! You know, pump 'em up more! Supa Dreamlander: You're telling me this, of all people? Grubba: Ah'm hopin' you'll gimme more razzle-dazzle next time, huh? Supa Dreamlander: Right right. No need for boring the crowd even if we finish the fights in seconds. Grubba: We understand each other? Good. Ah'll be on mah way, then. Ms. Jolene here will give you yer fight money. See ya! Grubba steps outside of the minor-league room as Jolene approaches Grey. Jolene: Here's your fight money. Three gold coins each, and your team goes up from rank 20, to rank 19. The next fight will not be set until you select "Reserve a Match" on the terminal. Feel free to do whatever you'd like. Have a nice evening, everyone. Jolene bows and walks out the room. Supa Dreamlander: Well, I'm glad to see reaching champ status to be fast.. But.. still.. that's about another week or so... |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Supa Dreamlander: But.. I'm hungry... Well... Maybe--
???: Yo, Rooks! How's your first brawl, dawg? The koopa with a gold shell (or was it just yellow?) and cool shades approached Kirby and the others. King K: I'm King K, man. Just a bush-league scrub like ya'll. Good meetin' ya'll, man. Lookin' like a pack of stand-up peeps. I think I can hang wit' you. Supa Dreamlander: Ahum... Word?  ; |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| King K: Yeah, man. We're not bad peeps. Why don't ya'll meet the gang, huh? That man over there, he be Master crash.
The bob-omb with a scar over his eye looks over at everyone, and there seems to be a warm kindness in his look... erm, despite the fact that he's a living bomb.. Master Crash: Nice to meet you BOMB! If you need some advice BOMB, don't hesistate to ask BOMB-BOMB. Kirby weakly waves his hand. He then looks over at Grey. Supa Dreamlander: See? These guys don't seem too bad. Ahum... Despite the.. talking... King K: Yeah. My man's got, you know, some speech issues, but he's got good advice sometimes. Master Crash: Not just sometimes BOMB! Advice is ALWAYS useful BOMB-BOMB! King K: Riiight, man, whatever. Anyway, this lean machine over there is Bandy Andy. Kirby looks over at Bandy Andy, who seems to be a green Bandit Guy. Bandy Andy: Heh. Nice to meet you. I'm not in here too often, but if you see me around, say hi..... Oh yeah, don't worry about the beds over there. Despite how nasty this room looks, they're actually clean. It's not as cushy as the bed in the champ's room, though. |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Bandy Andy: Well, go right on ahead. Go out to the hotel, and use the same hard earned cash you just won to pay for a bed.
Supa Dreamlander: I'm sure we can find our own way, thanks. King K: OK, cool, and this last guy with the sweet purple kicks is known as Cleftor. The green boulder-like creature shifts his glowing, crossed eyes around. Cleftor: Grack! Cleftor no like make friend with sunglasses. Supa Dreamlander:
King K: Easy there, Cleft-dawg! Dude ain't the friendlest guy, but you get used to 'im. Anyway, that's the core minor-league crew, man! You need something, ask us. There are other minor leaguers, but they tend to hang out in other places. Oh, yeah... I almost forgot. You an' me.. we gotta square off eventually, so good luck, all of ya. King K walked towards a bed, and immediately plopped himself on. |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Supa Dreamlander: That makes sense in a way, Jack. But at the same time, does it make sense for any of us go for so long without sleeping? Wait, what am I thinking? More fights, means approaching Schala faster!
Kirby quickly smacked the button on the terminal, bringing up an image of Grubba. Grubba: Howdy-do! Fixin' for a fight, huh? Well, all righty, then! Lemme just see here.... Yer next opponent will be.. Ranked 18 in the Glitz Pit.... The KP Koopas! Now listen, son: in this battle, do some kinda Super Special attack. Ah'm talkin' something that looks like it's using otherworldly powers. Ah think just one will get the crowd goin'. King K got up from the bed and approached Supa Dreamlander. King K: Hey, dawg... Looks like your next match is against me. Good luck, man... to both of us. |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| As soon as the passengers got their bearings, they applauded for their heroes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~ The train was soon nearing its destination, and was already slowing down. In just a few minutes, the train will come to a halt. Meanwhile, one of the stewardesses decided to hand everyone on the train free drinks to bring down the level of tension (if any left). The stewardess still hasn't opened her eyes for anything, yet she's not having any trouble... Stewardess: Oh my, that was quite something, wasn't it?  I'm so glad we had folk like them aboard the train. |
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Supa Dreamlander: G-Grey. Don't be handling it like that now. Test it out when we're out there 
---------------------------------------------- After Kirby and the others walked up onto the fighting platform.. Grubba: Fer our next battle, we got the Merciless Executioners, SUPA DREAMLANDER AND CO.! And... The Shell Machines of Doom... The KP Koopas! On the other side of the ring stood a trio of gold shelled Koopas, with one of them being a winged Paratroopa. King K: Meet my peeps, Supa D.! Told you we's gonna square off, and now it's ON! Grubba: Get yerselves ready to.... BAAAAAATTLE! |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Kirby walks up to Grey and pats him on the shoulder.
Supa Dreamlander: Fine fine! I'll back you up, Grey. Just go ahead and try it out before they get angry at us for not doing the first strike. |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Kirby was busy fixing his sunglasses as he stumbled towards Grey.
Supa Dreamlander: I had a feeling it would... But I didn't expect that, at all. These stars definitely got something to them... Kirby looked at the opponents. They didn't seem to be struggling much to get back up. Infact, they weren't trying at all. The gnarly waves lashed onto them had dealt enough damage to tear away their willpower. And then... Confetti exploded everywhere as the audience was still going crazy. Grubba: We got ourselves a winner! SUPAAAAAAAAAAA DREEEEEEEAMLANDER AND COMMMMMMMPANYYYYYYY! Supa Dreamlander: Shoo, that was quick. ------------------------------- Everyone was back inside the minor-league locker room. Jolene: Here's your pay. Jolene walks over to Fem, and hands over several gold coins. Jolene: Four coins for each fighter, and your rank has risen to 18. Now, if you'll excuse me... I must be going... Jolene fixed her glasses before walking out the door. King K: Hey, way to hand out a beatdown out there, man. You beat me, straight up. Could swing the other way next time, though, you know what I'm sayin'? King K couldn't see Kirby's reaction due to the sunglasses, but Kirby had a slight worried look.. Supa Dreamlander: Er.. Sure. Alright... Kirby stretched for a bit and then yawned. His head lazily looked in Jack's direction. Supa Dreamlander: So... Food and sleep now? Or must I break out the fastu fowadu? |
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Kirbynite Phan Phan I'm sick of being bogged down by homework!! Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6306 days Last view: 6292 days |
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| Kirby lets out a little whine before he presses the button. Grubba's face appears on the screen.
>>>>>>> Grubba: And... The Spiked Terror Triplets.... Yep, a fight to the finish with the Pokey Triplets! Pokey: Go ahead.... Touch ussssssss...... It won't hurrrrrrrrrrt..... too muchhhhhhh.... >>>>>>> Grubba: And... The Bone-Banging Rockers... Yep, a fight to the finish with The Dead Bones! Dull Bones: We'll tear the skin right off your bones.... >>>>>>> Grubba: And... The Midnight Spike-Bombers.... Spike Storm! Lakitu: We're gonna spike-bomb you into submission, punks! >>>>>> Jolene: Here's your fight money. Jolene hands a sackful of gold coins to Kirby. Jolene: Seven coins each, and everyone ranks up to 15. Now, if you'll excuse me... I must be going. Supa Dreamlander: Good God! We've had five matches nonstop! I don't care right now, I'm declaring it BREAKTIME. You guys can go on ahead and keep fight, if you want, but Imma get myself some refreshment. |
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