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Doopliss: He must have got lucky last time because it was his birthday. This time, he's on his own. |
Doopliss: He may not be too strong, but his opponent might end up too confused to notice. |
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Iggy: All right, now this is sad. Some of youse wanted to see 'im (not like I care), so here he is. |
Tribal Guy: Who do I allow these lowlifes in the ring, you ask? This guy taught me the rain-coins dance. |
The announcer:
The referee:
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Popple: Welcome to Roy’s Amazing Sports Hall Version 2. *deep breath* 65287928478785990798697698402307. I’m Popple and tonight we’ve got two contestants who are gonna steal the show!
Roy: Eh, I’ve heard cheesier lines.
Popple: Anyway, let’s get to it! In the Red Corner, this guy steals people’s bodies and identities, Doopliss!
Doopliss: Insert threatening comment!
Popple: But in the Blue Corner is a guy who can steal anyone’s rhythm. Give it up for Tribal Guy!
Tribal Guy: Time for this dance of death to begin.
Popple: Now let’s just get whatever else done.
Larry: What, I don’t get to have a cool stealing comment?
Popple: You’re not important so… no, you don’t.
Larry: Anyway, I’m thinking Tribal Guy. It isn’t because Roy’s probably biased towards Tribal Guy or because Doopliss barely beat Iggy, but it is rather because he has a pointy spear.
Popple: Eh… Roy, please hurry up and start.
Roy: It beats this, I guess. Fight!
Doopliss: Headbutt!
Popple: And Doopliss start out with a headbutt. This is shaping up to be very exciting. And for those of you who are stupid, I was being sarcastic.
Tribal: I call this the Lightning Dance!
Popple: Tribal Guy just… danced an odd dance. Uh…huh…
Doopliss: What’s that supposed to do? Intimidate m- BLAGIDIBLAGIDIBLAGIDIBLAGIDIAAG!!!
Popple: Tribal Guy’s dance caused lightning to hit Doopliss!
Tribal: Hahahahahaha! Rain-Coin Dance!
Doopliss: Ouch! Ow! Pain! Hurt! At least I’m getting rich! ENOUGH! Body Steal!
Popple: Doopliss has stolen Roy’s body! Our referee’s now just a purple shadow!
Roy: You’re gettin’ stomped after this, Duplighost.
Doopliss: I’m invincible! Roy Special!
Tribal: Ouch! Ow! Not in the face, not in the face!
Doopliss: Paralyzing Ground Pound!
Tribal: Ow…
Doopliss: Fireball!
Tribal: Ah! Fire! Fire! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Doopliss: What to do, what to do…
Tribal: (breathing heavily) There’s only one thing I can do. Energy Swap Dance!
Doopliss: Dancing won’t help you no- *huff* Why do I feel so out of breath?
Tribal: Such is the magic of the energy switch! Spear Barrage!
Doopliss: AHHHHH!!!
Popple: Doopliss has run out of the ring and directly into Roy’s fist, causing both to return to normal!
Roy: That’s for stealing my body, chump. Make me feel even better and throw Larry into the new lava pit filled with Nibbles!
Larry: No!!! I’ll give you anything! Any- AHHHHHHHHH!!!
Popple: End transmission!
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