BoBoBo-Bo Bo-BoBo: The sacred fist of the Fanfic

Mad Bo: Enter the Blunder-Dome

BoBoBo was escorted to the Mayors office immediately. The town was poor, and not like a Ramen Noodle kind of poor, but more like a West Africa kind of poor. The Mayor himself was deprived of all of the essentials for governing but he did his job anyway. BoBoBo did the natural greeting of two males in a rundown home and he removed every article of his clothing, obliged by the offer the Mayor informed him this wasn't that kind of meeting. Once again BoBoBo's hopes at modeling professionally were shot down but he listened to the pleads of the funny looking fellow. The four foot tall Hairy man was informing BoBoBo of the evil creatures that plagued this world once a year. They came in all black garb armed with Carrying cases filled with evil scriptures. This evil species was known by only one name. Businessmen. The annual event to resist these yearly marketing attacks was coming up in only two days and the mayor knew nobody would survive another loss to these strict negotiations. BoBoBo was tasked to get prepared and ready to face the otherworldly threat in the two days time. He would have full access to the towns Clubs and Casinos witch were honestly more harmful to the crumbling economy that it was helpful. Putting back on his black slacks and blue blouse BoBoBo was ready to put his sly tongue into positions it didn't even know were possible.

After a night of resting his broken legs in a luxurious meth-house in the inner city BoBoBo woke up and starting practice in for his showdown. He arranged all his Collected Magic Items on his Cardboard Mattress, then he clapped his ands together and stated "What's all this shit?" He promptly threw away his various artifacts and got out his real Weapons, playing Cards, each Labeled with a different Negotiation Tactic. From coupons, to "I.O.U.'s" BoBoBo had the perfect counter to any Door to Door Salesmen. He arranged his Deck in the most Seductive of Manners as he stated the godly chant over and Over... "You never know WHAT is gonna come through that door."

Night fell over the town as if it were a person, who like, falls a lot. The Match was Scheduled soon and BoBoBo was almost Fully prepared. He was taken to the Blunderdome, the Planets foremost coliseum and all around Death Pit. His favorite Anthem Played as he stepped into the caged yet flamboyantly decorated octagon. With Smash Mouth's allStar blasting the Mayor stepped into BoBoBo's corner and handed him the honorary armor of the village, BoBoBo gladly accepted the chastity-belt and pacifier combo  as the music changed. The tattered speakers began playing a sound that The townspeople found even more unpleasant than BoBoBo's self aware Chest hair. As the Men in Black dropped into the ring through the exposed ceiling the pounding of Nickleback's Photograph rang out. The first opponent Stepped foreword to battle and his Name tag reading "Jake from State-farm."

Their eyes met in a slow almost droopy way, behind his thick sunglasses nobody could tell BoBoBo was already bored with the whole idea and that he was fast asleep. He was in an incredible dream state where the world was make of gas and Poison, then again he didn't expect anything different from Jupiter. Back in the real World BoBoBo had already taken out two competitors subconsciously.

In the Jupiter Dream BoBoBo was very Preoccupied by trying to breath and stuff. He swam across the big red spot vey disappointed that it didn't taste like Big Red, to be honest he was done with Life at that point but he knew that he was the main character and that he could never actually die. Back in the real world it was already time for the big Boss to step in. BoBoBo woke up for this and got into a rather trampy battle-stance. Glute-muscles flexed and his matted pecs gleaming BoBoBo drew his card. A pimp-slap of fear smeared across BoBoBo's abdominal region  as he realize he actually drew out his suspended Carry and conceal License. Looking at the big Bad business man then back at his paper he realized, "Huh I guess I did have guns all this time." BoBoBo's golden Afro popped open like a pencil Box to reveal his Arsenal that he now wished he had remember when he fought Zilgodza.

The business man played his first Negotiation-Card Labeled "expired warranty" and *poof* just as BoBoBo was gonna was gonna straight up pop a cap, his weapon malfunctioned in his hands and disintegrated.

BoBoBo looked at him sternly and then pulled a card of his own he looked at it and giggled under his breath. Laughing hysterically the stage went to black.