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Ludwig von Koopa: You can't be a real genius if your inventions never work. |
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Gunyoke: Nothing like good old-fashion steel to cause a dent to your attacks! |
The referee:
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The announcer:

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Roy: We're broadcasting live, right into the rock mines, so you slaves can work and watch the fight at the same time!
Luigi: Well, that was certainly very thoughtful.
Sledge Brother: Get back to work, slacker!
Luigi: Owch! Hey, Mario's not working!
Sledge Brother: He's not slacking, he's sleeping.
Roy: This week I don't feel like looking for a new announcer, so I'll look for a new ref instead.
Peach: This is so stupid! Roy is always the ref anyway.
Sumo Koopa: Fresh girl must pay!
Sumo hauls Peach away.
Ludwig: I think the prologue to this fight has run long enough.
Roy: All right, Dodo, start us off.
Dodo: Start what?
Roy: The fight.
Dodo: Who's fighting?
Roy: It doesn't matter to you, just start it.
Dodo: Huh?
Roy: The fight, Dodo.
Dodo: Me no want fight!
Roy: You're not fighting!
Dodo: Yeah, but me who?
Hours later...
Dodo: OH! Ok, um... what am I supposed to say?
Roy: GO! Uh oh, Ludwig is asleep, and Gunyoke fell over.
Ludwig: I am not dormant! I am absolving my tensions because the battle is over. Due to a hydrolic attack that my opponent was planning while awaiting the long-postponed start of this match, ferrous oxide formed and the machine is no longer able to function.
Roy: Sounds good to me.
Ludwig: I suppose I will challenge Dr. Freezegood, because his degree in medicine is flawed at best.
Dodo: Zzz...
Roy: Oh yeah, forgot you were here. Back to your cell, Dodo.
Since Dodo isn't moving, guards come and haul Dodo away.
Ludwig: You are surprisingly nonchalant tonight.
Roy: I'm saving up some much needed energy for a big battle that will be in two weeks.
Ludwig: To what do you refer?
Roy: Nevermind that, just tell Larry I want to talk to him if you see him.
Ludwig: I expect that he will be anticipating a beating from you.
Roy: Whatever, but if he doesn't come, I'll beat him. I have to get a background check.
The winner:

The loser:

Now you have a choice:
You can go back and memorize the rest
of the battles.
You can go back to the boxing
arena, because I know you loved it so much!
Anyone who rats about the conditions
here will be personally pounded by me! If you'd like a pounding, you can
also go back to Lemmy's
Land.