I Challenge Anyone!!

[Lord K.]

Anyone want to battle? I'll be Lord Kenny, and I'll let you choose where we fight. You also get to post first.

[Valigarmander]

I'll battle you!

I mean, if you want to.

I don't want to be a bother.

*nervously shuffles feet*

I'll be Polpot Trotsky. We can fight in an abandoned Nazi bunker in the late years of World War II.

I mean, if you want.

Sound okay?

[Lord K.]

Ok, sure! You post first!

[Valigarmander]

Stepping through the dank and dark corridors of a desolate Nazi bunker hidden somewhere in war-torn Germany, an aged Koopa doctor moves through the building. Doctor Polpot Trotsky, wielding deadly syringes and toxic beakers, just like any doctor would have, stopped in the middle of an empty room. The noises of the war could be heard from above, yet Trotsky could clearly sense the presense of an opponent, zeroing in on his position.

[Lord K.]

Lord Kenny zeros in on Dr. Trotsky, and does a flying kick into the back of his head. The Shy Guy introduces itself, and pulls out a sword. The battle begins!

[Valigarmander]

Trotsky spits a slew of incomprehensible curses in some foreign language, hopping to his feet. He produces a syringe and flicks it at his opponent. It hits his target dead on, the fast-acting poison coursing through the Lord's veins. Trotsky laughed, as Kenny pulled the syringe from his arm. The poison would have little effect other than to hinder his opponent's movement slightly.

[Lord K.]

Lord Kenny is trying to figure out a way to fight without getting close and getting syringe'd again. LK remebers a old Shy Guy secret that LK's father had taught LK. LK pulled a vegetable from the ground and hurled it at Trotsky's head.

[Valigarmander]

"Ouchenshnitzel! Das va bloogten leven shmashkablausen!" Trotsky continues to babble, pulling a beaker from his coat. He throws it at Kenny, breaking and igniting into a massive flame. "Napalmenshausen!" he said, meaning "napalm."

[Lord K.]

Lord Kenny managed to jump out of the way, dodging the explosion. However, Lord Kenny's crown fell off, which somehow gave LK all the Shy Guy powers. LK then ran back, and managed to grab the crown while dodging another fireball. 'Ha! You'll never figure out my weakness!" LK shouted.

[Valigarmander]

"Aughen jaushten****zel jeegenthlausen!" He pulled another beaker from his coat and drank it. Slowly, he faded from visibility. "Haughen! Izen bezen invisibilishnitzenhausenlebenlorben!" Unseen, he snooped behind a confused LK, and kicked him. "Haha!" He kicked him again. "Hahaha!"

[Lord K.]

Suddenly, Lord Kenny snezzed, swinging an arm backwards, smacking Trotsky in the face. He turned back to visible. "Excuse me', said LK