Just yesterday Mike Tyson had defeated the feared Piston Honda, now he was standing in the ring ready to face one of the Little Mac Clones.
::the bell rang::
The two fighters faced each other (or should I say the Little Mac Clone had to face up at Tyson). Before he could even react the Little Mac Clone was hit square with a devastating uppercut, he could do nothing but fall. He was not getting up again.
Little Mac Clone, codename Gylldas was out for the 10 count.
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“This can’t be” shouted Doc Louis in his locker as he watched the results of the last match on his personal TV. He only had two Little Mac Clones left. The next match was about to begin as Doc Louis watched helplessly in his locker room as Little Mac Clone, codename oohhboy stood face to face with the dreaded Sandman.
“At least he is being welled to drop this match” Doc Louis thought to himself trying to alleviate some of the fear he had.
On the screen the Little Mac Clone took uppercuts from Sandman.
“What is that fool doing?!?!? He better not win this fight”
Little Mac Clone tried to retaliated but it was all for nothing, he was out.
“NOOOOOOO!” yelled Doc Louis.
“What is the problem” said Mr. Dream as he heard the window shattering scream.
“That fool Sandman didn’t throw the fight. He will pay. You know what to do right?” said Doc Louis
“Once again, with pleasure” said Mr. Dream as he disappeared into the locker room.
“I’ve had it with these pathetic clones” screeched Doc Louis as he went to his safe. After opening it he
pulled out a strange device.
“Worthless they all are” said Doc Louis as he pushed the button.
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While making his way back to his locker room, oohhboy felt a squeeze on his brain. Before he knew it, he well, knew nothing. Even at the hospital where some of the Little Macs were kept, there were reports of the life drifting away from them, then nothing. What had Doc Louis done?!?!
>>>>>>>>
Super Macho Man was celebrating in the ring after toppling Soda Popskinski to win the heavyweight title.
“All that is left is for the big man to reclaim what is his, the world title.” Said Super Macho Man, sometimes referred to as Pale, out loud.
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This was it, the moment Tyson had been waiting for, his turn to fight for the championship of the world. On the opposite side of the corner was his arch rival Mr. Dream.
“It is time to give you a nightmare Tyson” snarled Mr. Dream.
“We’ll see punk” replied Tyson
They met in the center with stares that would drop the King of Koopas himself!
::ring::
The fight was on.
An upper cut from Tyson missed which was reciprocated by a blow from Mr. Dream.
Tyson staggered back, but regained his footing.
He hit his left jab which connected with the gut of Mr. Dream.
“Oomph” said Mr. Dream who recovered fairly quickly with a left hook himself which connected right square in the head of Tyson.
Tyson fell down.
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9…….he was up!
“This will teach you” said Mr. Dream as a knee connected in the family coins of Mike Tyson.
Tyson grimaced in pain, but did not complain.
“So that is how you want to fight?” said Tyson who with lightning fast reflexes that even the referee could not see chomped down hard on the right ear of Mr. Dream.
“Mmm, crunchy” said Tyson as Mr. Dream howled in pain. That was short lived though as Tyson hit a devastating uppercut that sent Mr. Dream 8 ft off the mat. He crashed down, lifeless.
1, 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10
Ding ding ding!
“Your winner and new World Champion…………….Mike Tyson” said the announcer.
Tyson held his belt up high. His dream had come true once again.
>>>>>>meanwhile outside of the arena>>>>>>>
Little Mac Senior was sitting outside of the entrance with other adoring fans when he seen Tyson emerge with the belt.
It ripped his heart apart knowing his son was still in the hospital and that Mike Tyson was once again champion, but in a way he was happy because he knew the tournament was saved from the clutches of the now diabolical Doc Louis.
As Tyson was making his way to the Limo about a block away he seen come out of the entrance, can it be? Doc Louis on his infamous bicycle with a crazed look in his heading straight for the new champion! He couldn’t do anything to stop him, since he was relegated to a wheel chair because of that same insane individual.
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“Oh you are going to get it Tyson” said Doc Louis as he was racing towards the new champion on his bike.
“Noa you are not” said a voice.
“what th…..” before he could utter another word he felt something hit his head. His bike spilled over and he was face down on the concrete.
When he turned over, he saw over him. It can’t be. But no it could not be anyone else, that red hat and mustache gave him away. It was the owner of the Punch-Out!! Tournament…………..MARIO.
“I a been watching you. Me no alike statements made in locker room early in a tournament. Made me say a “Mama mia” and I runa away. I do a anything to stop your power playa. Even through a banana peel in front of sabotage man. It a ends here”
Doc Louis was lifted up by his shoulders by two toads.
“You have the right to remain silent Mr. Doc Louis. You are being charged with trying to sabotage the Punch-Out!! Tournament and unlawful elimination of persons under your control”
“That Mario was stalking me the whole time! I can’t believe the gall of him! I will be back” Doc Louis threatened.
“No you won’t” said a very unfamiliar voice behind him. The guards turned him around and he was facing, a woman? “What kind of joke is this?” laughed Doc Louis
“I am Big Bertha, and I was told by Mario himself that women will now be allowed in this tournament, and I do not need goomba scum like you ruining it for us” with that all he seen was pink as a glove came smashing into his face. He was out like an emptied coin block.
They say that deep in the Mushroom Kingdom asylum you can hear Doc Louis say “A woman can’t topple me. Me am tough, I am Doc Louger, or is it Little Mac? ” repeating for days at a time.
The Punch-Out!! Tournament continued and to this day retains a pristine glow of integrity.
Results:
oohhboy: Little Mac Clone taken out by vote.
Gylldas: Little Mac Clone, taken out by Mike Tyson himself.
Remaining roles, mafia wins by having same number as townies
Mike Tyson: The Perm
Pale: Super Macho Man
nickmitch: townie
insanolord: Great Tiger
TheNorthSea: Doc Louis
vudu: Mr. Dream
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