AN FAITOS

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Who: A Bulba and a Doopliss and whoever wants to spectate~
What: An spar!!1!
When: Monday the 1st. SORRY METAKNIGHTS.
Where: I HEAR THERE'S THIS SWEET STADIUM AROUND…
Rating: CARTOON VIOLENCE BETWEEN ANIMAL THINGS AND LINEN SHEETS.

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"Okay, let's get this show on the road!" Doopliss agreed, getting into a fighting stance.

And so, the kickoff timer started to count down.

3...

2...

1...

GO!

Doopliss started things off by hovering up from the ground a few feet, then proceeded to dive towards Bulba headfirst! He wanted to see what his opponent was made of first before transforming right away.

OKAY I AM BACK SORRY

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Bulba had stood his ground at first, ready and waiting, for much the same reasons. Getting a feel for how this fight was going to go seemed like a good move with such an unpredictable partner. And there he went!

Alright, that was a very direct approach. There was a momentary conflict in his instincts: meet the challenge head on or dodge the blow. His feet pushed against the fabricated... whatever it was the F-Zero track was made of, obviously going for the latter plan. Bulba's knowledge of ghosts was that ghosts could go through you and that was never pleasant.

The pokemon was suddenly just that: a pokemon. Fights made so much more sense that way, and a flurry of leaves was already springing forth from his bright yellow flower to see what the ghost would do.

That is totally fine!

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Oh-ho, now here was an interesting sight! It turned out that this green haired kid wasn't actually a human at all! Now he had to pay attention to what this guy could do.

As leaves began to fly out of Bulba's bulb, Doopliss tried his best to dodge every single one. However, he did take a few hits, sending him flying backward, but he recovered quickly, and pressed on with diving towards Bulba. This time, instead of intending to hit Bulba head on, he rammed right into the F-Zero ship right in front of his opponent and kicked at Bulba's legs, hoping to trip him.

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His nerdy mind was betraying him, as suddenly Bulba's mind was possessed with two thoughts.

Did Doopliss even have any legs? Was he kicking with floating stumps? WHAT? Those questions were quickly followed by inquiries like where did that F-Zero car come from? Was that another one right behind it? WHY WERE THERE SUDDENLY PLATFORMS. Those definitely weren't there a second ago.

Bulba skittered back, getting tripped up just like Doopliss had planned. He didn't stay down for long though, because holy crap cars were setting off all of his survival instincts. He shot a vine out and pulled himself up to the closest platform out of mechanical's harms way. ...Were they moving now?

They were moving now.

Holyyy Craaaap.

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Woah, why was this big car suddenly moving up? As soon as Bulba climbed up to the closest platform, Doopliss looked back to see that the huge F-Zero car was moving out of the stage! Oh crap oh crap, he had to get off from there, too!

He jumped off of the car and attempted to hit Bulba again before landing on one of the smaller F-Zero cars. Geez, these things were going fast! Doopliss had to hold up both of his sheeted...arms/sheets in order to maintain his balance.