Title Scene
Title: Blading with the stars
*blue fireworks*
Jazzman: Hey! Alright! Welcome all you spinners to topsey
turvey
*see people in a fair*
Jazzman: Home of the world’s largest owner!
*souvenir stand and people buying souvenir’s*
Jazzman: Now home of the first stop on the American beyblade
world championships! In this tiny town, deep in the heart line of
*Max and Tyson getting popcorn*
Jazzman: Please remember not to bey-blade near bulls or hungry goats.
*Tyson eating popcorn and Max holding two drinks*
Jazzman: And have a great time!
Max: Wow! *hands Tyson one of the drinks* What a great chance to meet all kinds of cool new bey-bladers!
*Max runs of*
Tyson: Hey! Wait for me! *eats popcorn without hands…*
Jazzman: Before we start, whoever parked their red pickup in front of Bob’s back hoe has three minutes to move it or get it crushed! Now back to the fun!
Kid: Bring out the bey-bladers! Let’s start the contest!
Jazzman: Now that’s a great idea kid, let’s bring out our first contestants!
*crowd cheers*
Jazzman: Alright! First representative of our fabulous celebrity team, from the hit flick “Zombie shopping mall”, Jocelyn Stephanie Stacey Heart!
*walks out from other side of platform*
J-Heart: Alright! (horrible squeaky voice!)
*J-heart stats* (looks incredibly bad in this picture)
Jazzman: You might be asking yourself if she’s as good as ripping beyblades as she is smashing zombie’s on the silver screen, well let J-Heart answer that in the ring!
*J-heart winks*
Ray: *blush* Huh? Wow…
Jazzman: Oh yeah! Give it up! Our next celeb is a real knock-out, let’s here it for the champ, Typhoon Lewis!
*T-Storm walks out*
Tyson: *eating a hotdog and chicken* Typhoon Lewis?
*T-Storm stats*
Jazzman: Yeah! Boxing champ Typhoon tropical storm Lewis! They call him the clean bey-blader because he likes to mop up the ring with his opponents.
*J-Heart hanging on T-Storm’s arm as he holds it up and pumps it up and down, she’s swinging on it!*
Jazzman: Hang tight out there ‘cause we’re just moments away from, the arrival of out last big name bey-blader!
*backstage*
Kai: Huh, this is so stupid. This circus makes us seem like a bunch of clowns.
Kenny: Wait a sec; your not thinking of leaving are you Kai?
*Tyson walks up to them*
Tyson: Yo! You guys, this tournament rocks!
Kai: Hmph.
Tyson: Just wait till I show Tropical Storm Lewis my sweet moves! *starts punching the air*
Kenny: Come on Kai, we’re a team; we have to choose whose blading.
*Ray walks up to them*
Ray: Hey, what’s going on you guys?
Tyson: Just showing of. Did you check out hose cool celebs?
Ray: *blush*Oooo no, not me. *see J-Heart autograph behind his back*
Ray: What cool celebs?
Tyson: Hmmm. *walks around Ray*
Ray: Err…
Tyson: Ah-ha! *grabs autograph* Gotcha! *laugh* Well hey, you got a crush! Hmmm. *laugh* here you go love-a-boy.
*Ray happens to be standing about a meter and a half away form Tyson, grabs it really really first then goes back to were he was Tyson looks very surprised*
*Tyson straightens his gloves and both of them look very serious*
Dizzi: Rock paper scissors, I love this game! Wish I had fingers…
Kenny: Sounds good.
*Max runs around corner and see’s them*
Max: Hmmm?
Tyson: Come on!
*Kenny steps back*
Tyson: 1-
Max: Two! *puts hand in* Sorry boys! Scissors beats paper every time!
Ray and Tyson: *sigh*
Kenny: Ok, Max is up, we’ve got to show him our support.
Kai: Hmph.
*see All-Starz sitting on boxes*
Judy: I know you’re all very eager to find out who will play today, but I have to say that’s a very hard choice to make.
*Michael walks up*
Michael: You don’t have to worry about all that, I’m the best so naturally I’m first up, cool to you? Now where’s my dressing room?
Judy: Not so fast. You missed practice so Emily starts.
*Judy and Emily smile at each other*
Michael: Gimme a break! I’ve knocked clods of dirt of my cleece bigger than her!
Judy: She may be small, but she’s the best bey-blader we’ve got.
Michael: Huh? I’m gonna pretend I didn’t hear that!
Judy: Emily knows not to reveal her powers in this silly side show, she’s just here to win.
Michael: Alright, it’s your call Judy if you wanna start with the munchkin that’s your bad decision. I’ll just go and get some popcorn.
Emily: *laugh* get a hotdog while you’re at it.
Michael: Why should I listen to you tiny?
Emily: You know why Michael? I can beat you with my hands tied behind my back.
Michael: What makes you think you’re so good Hmmm?
Emily: The fact that I’ve never lost a match, truth is no one will know how to beat me at this game, even you!
Michael: Grrr.
Emily: So I’m first and I’ll teach the other teams a serious lesson, they won’t stand a chance against me!
Eddy: Looks like we have a day off, now we can check out the merry-go-round dude!
Steve: Sounds sweet. *walks up to Michael* Hey man maybe she’ll let you hold her towel. *laugh*
Eddy: *laugh* Yeah! I hear the towel boys make good coin these days!
*Michael sweat drop and looks very depressed*
*walks of with Michael between them*
Steve: Come on, let’s ride the merry-go-round man!
Judy thinking: Laugh while you can boys, playtime is over!
Commercial Break
*security guards and Mayor McSneeze getting out of a car*
Jazzman: Oh yeah! The man himself is here!
*Max sitting at a box putting together Draciel*
Tyson: This competition is so weird! I’ve never seen a town Mayor beyblade before!
Tyson and Max: *laugh*
Grandpa: Wait up homies! Did you miss your fly g-dad? Yo, all this waiting around is whacked, what time do we roll to the next match? I wanna see my hype grandson bust a move!
Tyson: What are you talking about? Are you even speaking English?
*Grandpa pints kendo stick at Tyson*
Grandpa: Chill out my homie! This comp may be a joke yo, but you got to keep it real and win big you dig? Maybe I can front as a celeb blader to!
*Tyson Max and Grandpa all laugh*
*Emily watching them*
Emily thinking: Hmph, I’ll show them.
Jazzman: Alright beyblade fanatics, this is what you’ve been waiting for; we’re about ready to let it rip! It’s time to introduce our champion bladders! From around the world straight out of the pacific ring and winner or the Asian Tourni…Max!
*Max runs out laughing and waving his hands in the air*
Max: Yeah!
*Max stats*
Jazzman: Hanging with his crew the Blade Breakers, Max is showing *Draciel stats* the world his rad moves along with his freaky bit-beast Draciel! Yeah, he’s a sweet kid. Next up from the newest team to hit the scene play the game and making a name from Spin Tensity here’s Mario!
*Mario comes out bouncing his beyblade on his knee then grabs it runs up to Max and they shake hands*
*Mario stats*
Jazzman: Yeah his face may not ring any bells but in a couple of years this kids gonna have to hide from Mario crazy beyblade fanatics! Bringing up the rear but bursting the hearts, our home town sweet heart she’ll come out swinging and leave your ears ringing, from the All-Starz here’s Emily!
*Emily walks out stands away from the others*
Jazzman: Oh…*Emily stats* Ah Emily’s a little shy; she’s new on the scene. *Trygator stats* (talking about tennis in this bit not bey-blading* I hear rumors that they’re hinting that she’s the best thing to happen to the sport in a long time! Ah why don’t you come and stand over here? *Emily stands with the others and turns her head when Mario try to shake hands with her, Max and Mario both look surprised* Alright! Who out there thinks these three kids can take on our amazing celebrity team? Put your hands together for J-Heart and the Tropical Storm! The guy who designs and newly discovers our national bey and now…mayor McSneeze! *Mayor stats* Alright! For your own Mayor bey-blading is a hobby and I think that’s great, but I’d agree with everything he does if it meant I got a break from my taxes!
*Mayor shakes hands with T-Storm and takes the microphone of Jazzman*
Mayor: Welcome everyone to our special charity bey-blade competition. Truly we are all so happy that you have taken time to be with us, to watch us beat the pants of the opposing team! *Max and Mayor laugh* And now folks, here’s my personal pledge to the charity if we lose today.
*Guy hands Jazzman a piece of paper who get’s the microphone back*
Jazzman: You won’t believe this! The Mayor pledges one million dollars! The rules are simple; this is a super tag team match three on three. Everyone lets their beyblades rip at once. The team with the most surviving beyblades wins! Cool!
Mayor: If you kids are to scared to compete just let us know right now so these good people can go home and beat the traffic.
Max: Scared? Not a chance your honour!
Emily: Hey! Who made you the boss of this team?
Mayor: Well it looks like your team has some problems, that’s good for us.
Emily: Hmph, the only thing that isn’t a problem is me your honour.
Mayor: Hmmm, I see this is going to be a very interesting match. *laugh*
*3 way screen as the Mayor’s team all hold up their beyblades, they are all exactly the same!!!*
Emily: Hmmm…
Jazzman: Alright! Now that the teams have finished saying hello, are we ready to start blading?
*crowd cheers*
*see All-Starz in the crowd*
Emily: Mmmmhmph, just say when, my team is ready to go.
Jazzman: Ok, then lets get this
party started right! It’s time to un-vale today’s top secret beyblade dish!
*huge cloth at end of platform* Everyone ready?
Ok…boys pull! *boys at end of platform pull cloth away revealing dish* Wow,
it’s a miniature replica of the White House! Built to honour
Commercial Break
*see White House dish*
Jazzman: Teams are getting ready to let their beyblades rip; this is going to be a day no one will ever forget!
*Tyson jumping up and down trying to see over the crowd*
Grandpa: Yo, this is one fly looking beyblade dish.
Tyson: So who cares G-dad?
Grandpa: I guess you still got a lot to learn about bey-blading my little G-son.
Kenny: *holding a drink* What your grand father is trying to insinuate is that it’s all about strategy.
Tyson: What? A snow blow size White House?
Kenny: Maybe. Specialized dishes add obstacles and pit falls that can be bused to a team’s advantage or disadvantage.
Tyson: Man, just when you think you know everything. Hey!
Kenny: What’s the problem now?
Tyson: I bet if Max uses a little strategy to lure the other team into the models he can box them in like rats in a trap! *Jumps up and down* Maxy! Keep your eyes on the White House!
Max: Huh? *waves* Oh I get it.*faces teammates* I think I know what Tyson’s talking about, he-
Emily: I don’t care what your goofy friends think.
Max: What do you mean?
Emily: I mean that I’m here to prove myself, and I can’t do that hitched up to some silly team. I wanna win this match on my own using my superior skills.
Max: Come on!
Mario: *laugh* Hey, this is for charity.
Emily: Well here’s my generous donation, don’t get in my way out there or it’ll be your beyblade that sin trouble!
Max: *gasp* *flashback Emily launching and beating him easily*
Emily: Good, looks like you get the idea. *walks of*
Mario: Hmmm, that’s some great teammate.
*see All-Starz in crowd*
Jazzman: Alright, players ready? Beyblades ready? 3…2…1…let it rip!
*3 way screen for Max’s team launch*
*all launch*
Mario: This is going to be the coolest!
Jazzman: here we go, the actions starting right now! Beyblades are zooming all over the place looking for a spot- *Emily slams Mario’s blade* Whoa! Emily’s knocking out her own team mates!
*Mayor’s team surrounds Mario’s blade*
Mario: Hey thanks a lot!
*Emily puts her arm in front of Mario*
Emily: Ha! Watch this!
*Emily knocks out the Mayor’s team and Mario in one slam*
Jazzman: What a radical move! A four way knock out by Emily! Uh oh, looks like your all in for a tax hike after seeing how easily the Mayor was hosed on that first move!
Michael: They don’t know who their dealing with.
Steve: You said it. With our special training we’ll be unbeatable soon.
Eddy: We’re so cool.
Mario: Hey we’re supposed to be teammates! Remember?
Emily: What ever, I don’t need your lame moves to win. In fact I can clench this whole match on my own.
Mario: Grrr.
Max: We’re in this together Emily; quit trying to ruin the match for us.
Emily: Are you guys dumb or do you just not get it? I’m not ruining the match, I’m winning the match.
Max: But we’re supposed to win together!
Emily: Just sit back and enjoy the ride, it’ll feel good to win for once!
Max: Grrr.
Tyson: *shaking Kenny* Oh man met me into that ring! Who does she think she is?
Grandpa: She must be bugging, but she’s got some mad skills, I hope Max knows what he’s doing. Hmmm…
Kenny: *panting* Max better protect himself or he’ll be out of the match for good!
Jazzman: Well that was quick; I didn’t have time to visit the little cow folk’s room. Let’s get psyched for match two!
Mayor: Mmmmhmmm.
Jazzman: 3…2…1…let it rip!
*all launch*
*Spinning in motion causing a commotion plays (I forgot the actual name)*
Emily: I’m getting so bored, I’m going to put and end to it right now! Let’s do it!
Mayor: She is coming at us at full throttle! I think it’s time to teach her a valuable lesson.
Emily: Give it up Mayor, go find some babies to kiss and leave the bey-blading to the pro’s!
*chasing Mayor around trees*
Emily: This is getting almost to easy! *runs into Draciel, knocking Max out of the match* Uh!
Jazzman: Oh no! Emily and Max collide! Bummer!
Emily: Oh no it’s starting to wobble.
Mayor: Get her!
*The Mayor’s team jump over the White House*
Jazzman: The mother ships are coming! Oh wait; it’s just the Mayor’s team.
*Emily is surrounded*
Emily: Oh no!
*slam into her*
Mayor: I developed this move when I was out kissing babies one day, I hope you like it.
Emily: Oh…*looks at her teammates*
Mario: Well…
Emily: Hmmm.
*they slam into her again and Trygator stops spinning*
Emily: Oh!
Jazzman: Emily’s out le4aving Mario as soul spinner.
Mario: What? Oh…*heads towards Mario* Get me outta here! *slam into Mario* Err… *slam into him again and he stops spinning*
Jazzman: Oh to bad, but there you go for the winner. Our own celebrity team!
J-Heart: Alright!
*J-Heart jumping up and down*
Max: Grrr…
Tyson thinking: Don’t be blue Max, I’m a coming.
Tyson: Let’s do it Kenny!
*with Kenny under arm Tyson pushes through the crowd*
Tyson: Our boy needs our help!
Grandpa: Yo, its’ good to see my boys are crew thinking, good luck my homies…
*Tyson jumps over barrier*
Tyson: Move it Kenny, the match is gonna start!
Max: Tyson, you’re not allowed over here!
Guy: *see’s Tyson* What?
Tyson: What-er-ya mean?
Max: Tyson look out!
*Guys grab Tyson and Kenny*
Tyson: Hey!
Max: Tyson!
Tyson: Don’t give up Max, remember, we’re champions! Hey! What about my phone call? I want my lawyer!
*White House dish*
Jazzman: Sorry about the delay but there seems to be some kind of disturbance going on.
Tyson: Hey! Tell your gorillas to take their paws of!
Mayor: Ok, ok, let him go.
*guys let go of Tyson and Kenny*
Tyson: Wow, way to command the troops. Max, what was I saying before I was so rudely interrupted? Ah now I remember, you are a champion! Just remember your training!
Max: Huh?
Kenny: that’s correct Max, take into consideration all of the elements at play, ignore Emily and focus on the celebrity bey-bladers and how to beat them. Just think of all the great matches you’ve experienced.
Max: You’re right…
Tyson: You bet your beyblade he is! Now go get ‘em kid!
Max: Hmmm Draciel, I know I can count on you. Alright, you’re my go to gout. With you at my side there’s no stopping us, I promise! Emily’s going to be sorry she ever bashed me.
*Kenny and Tyson are picked up and carried away*
Tyson: Hey Max, make sure you come spring us out when the match is over!
Kenny: Never forget the Blade breakers Max!
Max: *thumbs up at them* Ok, have fun you guys!
*Max see’s Ray and Kai in the crowd, both frowning lots and lots and Ray nods at him, Max puts his thumb down*
Max: Ray…Kai… I am a Blade Breakers and I don’t lose.
Emily: You guys just stay out of my way, and this time I mean it!
Mario: She’s up to her same old tricks again.
Max: It really doesn’t matter to me.
Jazzman: Yeah, we’re finally ready for the final match 3…2…1…let it rip!
*all launch*
Jazzman: And Emily’s of to a good start *Emily slams into the Mayor’s blade* getting right in the Mayor’s face!
Mayor: Am I having a déjà vu?
Emily: My useless teammates lost it for me before, this time your mine!
Mayor: Bring it on!
Emily: Huh? O-oh!
Jazzman: What a match this is turning out to be! Emily’s facing of against the Mayor in a one on one show down!
*Emily and the Mayor slam into each other*
Emily: I’ve got you now, give it up!
J-Heart: You’re moving so fast!
*Emily and the Mayor are racing around the rim of the dish*
J-Heart: Oh look! It’s a race! We won!
Mario: Oh…they just tricked you! Grrr.
Jazzman: What a cool maneuver! Emily’s on a crash course with the rest of her team!
Max: Draciel!
Jazzman: And Emily has knocked Mario out, again! Hey what’s going on here?
*Draciel knocks Mario back into the dish*
Jazzman: Max has saved his teammate!
Mario: Hey!
Max: Don’t mention it partner, I just couldn’t stand watching her bash you around like that!
Emily: I don’t know about you, but I’ve got my eyes on the prize.
Mayor: Well it looks like they’ve learnt a thing or two about team work but, it’s too little to late. *Emily and the Mayor collide* We’re almost done here. This match will be ours for sure, her beyblade will stop spinning and then it’s of to the Mayor’s mansion for a victory barbeque.
Jazzman; Oh yeah! Emily is stone cold trapped by the celebrity team. This contest was sponsored by south soda, yummy yummy, that tastes so good, and Farmer Joes all weather rubber boots, they feel so good.
Max: Emily, come on, don’t give up! It’s not over yet, let’s go Draciel!
Mayor: Oh no you don’t, let’s get him!
Jazzman: Uh oh! Emily better start packing her bags.
Emily: Mmmm, grrr…
Jazzman: Hey! Hold on! I recognize this move, this is gonna hurt!
*Mayor’s team slam into Emily*
Max: Hang on Emily! *Draciel appears* Let’s help her out Draciel!
*Draciel circles around the celebrity blades knocking them out and making a track in the dirt*
Jazzman: Yeah, now we got some real action! Max is tearing right through those celeb blades! And there goes Mr. Mayor!
Mayor: I don’t believe it!
*Mayor’s blade falling towards Draciel*
Max: Ahh!
Jazzman: It all comes down to this; will the Mayor’s blade survive?
*Mario knocks the Mayor out of the way*
Mario: I can’t believe it, you won!
Max: No, we won!
Mayor: Ah what can you do?
T-Storm and J-Heart: *laugh*
Tyson and Kenny: *laugh*
Jazzman: Ah what an ending! Just as Emily’s beyblade was about to buy the barn, Max steeped up and bought home the gold!
Emily: It was silly of you to help me, one slip and they would have taken you on that last pass.
Max: I’ve learned something, from my past matches…Emily…it’s not about winning it’s about how you play and playing as a team.
Tyson: *thumbs up to Max* Yeah!
Max: Yeah!
Jazzman: Let’s give it up for today’s bey-bladers!
*Max and the Mayor shake hands*
Mayor: I’ll make you a deal, I promise to leave bey-blading to the experts if you promise not to run for the Mayor’s office in my town.
Max: It’s a deal, but if you ever want to join the Blade Breakers, let me know!
*Max and the Mayor laugh*
End Scene
