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"WHAT THE F-*BEEP!!* WAS THAT?!" Star screamed at Smiley.
"I don't know! Either he's cheating or maybe I haven't been working out for years! What's wrong with me?" Smiley is confused, "This is a set up- seriously-- It has to be a setup."
"Oh, I think I know what the problem is. Twisted Pixel actually sold your upgraded abilities to the black market without your permission because they fear that they are gonna go bankrupt."
"WHAT?!!" Smiley is angry, yet he is whining about it, "...I'm calling Gerda. I hope she have a good explanation for this."
He pressed the communicator button on his belt to get in touch with Gerda while muttering over the issue with Twisted Pixel. It's bad enough that they got 85% worth of income from Smiley's paycheck. He might think about breaking the contract.
"NEW-U STATION, KID!!! ANY FIGHTER THAT GOT STABBED, BURNED, OR ANYTHING ELSE THAT INVOLVES A BLOODY FATALITY WILL RESPAWN FROM THE NEW-U STATION! I TESTED ON THAT BROWN CIRCULAR FREAK'S CORPSE BEFORE, THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, THAT F*CKING THING SCANNED HIS DNA AND RESPAWNED HIM OUT OF NOWHERE!!!"
Suddenly, a man wearing a paper bag over his head comes rushing into the Techno Dome.
"AAAAAAH!" shouted the man. "You call you lily-livered coward bitches fighters? THEN FACE ME! My name is Quentel the Koopa, and I am a murderer! You know I'm a murderer because I go around shouting it at every single person I see! GARR! No one can achieve my mighty might! I accept your techno dome challenge of fighting and killing all the people, because I am a murderer and you will forget if I don't say it every few seconds!"
"You didn't get a challenge," offered up a nearby tourist.
"DUFRESNE I WILL CHOKE THE BOY OUT OF YOU!" shouted a tourist next to that first one.
"GARR!" shouted the paper bag man. "I, a murderer, cannot be recognized as a murderer unless I, a murderer, annouce my plans to murder everyone and then indiscriminately murder people! Murder makes me dark and edgy! GARR!"
Quentel is not the only "murderer" around, but apparently a real killer comes in. A muscular clown with a flaming head arrives in the lobby. Apparently he is aggressive like Dan and Zedrek though. Mr. Torgue noticed the clown coming in and he looks shocked with his mouth wide open. This clown's name is Needles Kane, but you can call him "Sweet Tooth".
"I DON'T BELIEVE IT! IT'S THAT PISSED OFF CLOWN WITH A CHAIN--"
"So.. this is where the party begins..." Sweet Tooth spoke while grinning under his mask, "That's where the clown comes in, and he is about to murder every one of you..."
"I LOVE THIS CLOWN! TELL ME A F*CKING JOKE, CLOWN! TELL ME THE ONE WHERE PUPPIES AND KITTIES DRANK GASOLINE TOGETHER AND EXPLODE THE F*CK UP!!!! RATED M FOR MATURE CHILDREN!!!!"
Sweet Tooth has no comment on Mr. Torgue's crazy dialogue.
"END OF THE JOKE!!!!"
"AAAAAAH!" shouted Quentel. "Unless I say I'm a murderer no one will respect me as a character! Therefore I have to keep murdering people out in the open even though it's illegal and makes me look really
"OH MAN! THAT'S MESSED UP!!!" Star screamed, "AHHH!!!"
"SHH! Not now, Star. I'm trying to call Gerda, but she's not picking up her phone." Smiley groaned, "HURRY UP..."
"Something tells me that guy's not an actual murderer," said Dufresne, the first tourist. "I doubt he's even the actual Quintus von Koopa."
"YOU'RE UP FOR REVIEW, DUFRESNE!" shouted the second. "And he CLEARLY said his name was Quentel, not Quintus! He HAS to be the real thing!"
"IT'S ABOUT GODDAMN TIME IT SHOWED UP! I NEED SOMETHING TO SPICE UP THE LOBBY! IT LOOKS GODDAMN BORING ANYWAY!!! WHO GIVES A F*CK ABOUT STATUES MADE OUT OF CHEAP CONCRETE?!! BRING IT OVER, BITCH!!!"
"Y-Yes sir."
The delivery man arrives with a... rather interesting statue made of flesh and organs, but it's apparently had flies flying around it. For some reason, that "statue" is wearing a TORGUE shirt and carries a Torgue Pistol and a rusty looking android girl on his side.. Mr. Torgue is delighted.
"MY FREAKIN' MASCOT IS HERE!!! LISTEN UP BITCHES, WHEN YOU SEE THIS PERSON GAVE HIS LIFE TO MAKE LOVE WITH A SLUTTY ANDROID, YOU RESPECT HIS PRESENCE! RESPECT HIS PRESENCE OR I'LL KICK YOUR ASS!!! THAT IS ALL!!!!"
"Wait- isn't that Itou? GOD, he looks like a mess! HEH HAH HAH HAH!!!" Star commented, "Oh man, sucks to be him. Wait, if he's dead, why can't he respawn anymore?"
"HE JUST F*CKED A LITTLE GIRL IN THE PAST!! NEW-U STATION DOESN'T RESPAWN PEDOPHILES AND JACKOB'S CUSTOMERS... REEEEEAAAASSSSSOOOOOOONSSSSS!!!!!!"
"I'm going to take that lung out of your chest if you don't stop screaming..." Sweet Tooth threatened.
"I CAN'T HELP IT! IT'S MY GODDAMN NATURE!!!!!!" Mr. Torgue replied, "ARE YOU WILLING TO JOIN THE TOURNAMENT OR FIGHT ANYONE IN A GRUDGE MATCH?!"
"Heh heh.... I'll go for a grudge match. I like to see my audience cower my presence."
Quentel runs off.
Mr. Torgue leaves for the Corrosive Zone.
Smiley is out of luck; the communicator redirects him to the voice messaging system... which is expired. He groans in frustration.
"WHY!?!" He screamed.
Mr. Torgue stated. However, Sweet Tooth is getting up and chuckles at Dan. "Quentel wasn't much of a challenge you thought he was... But guess what?" Sweet Tooth chuckled softly, "Amateur hour is now over..."