Title Screen
Title: The
^Kai only talks at the end of this episode!!! *burst into tears*^
Key: ~~ end of scene
* action
^ my comments
( talking into speaking device, Jazzman not included
*fireworks at the Glitter Dome*
Brad: Whoa baby, Steve from the All-Starz
just tied up our first match here at the Glitter Dome!
A.J: Oh yeah! This American tournament is
really heating up!
Ray: Nasty attack, what happened?
Kenny: He just got…hammered…
Max: Yeah big time.
Kenny and Ray: Huh?
Max: Come on Tyson, still one more battle to
go!
Kenny: You can do it Tyson!
Tyson: Lucky hit that’s all, I’ll show him
what I’m made of, I’ve still got the power of my Dragoon!
Emily thinking: Way to go Steve, if we keep
this up the tournament will be all ours then it’s off
to the World Championships.
Judy thinking: Yes, just as my data
predicted, it appears our beyblades are performing flawlessly.
~~
*dish stats*
Brad: Like we said before A.J, this dish is a
hats of tribute to
A.J: Alright buck-a-roos its time to finish this battle and the victor’s team
will win round one of this best of three.
Steve: *laugh*
Brad: Looks like
Steve is pretty confident A.J.
A.J: Well Brad you
know the old saying, “he who laughs last wins the hardware”.
Brad: Mind if I write
that one down?
~~
Grandpa: Its slammin’ time at the old pet corral little dude!
Mr. Dickenson
thinking: Why did I have to sit beside him?
~~
Kenny: Ok Dizzi,
we’ve got to hurry.
Max: What’s the scoop
Chief?
Kenny: Well I’ve just
finished entering the data on Steve’s Tryhorn bit-beast so now Dizzi will
analyse that against Tyson’s Dragoon.
Dizzi: Let’s just say
you might wanna keep a white flag handy.
~~
Judy: This delay is
beginning to get on my nerves, their just putting of the inevitable. (Ah Steven
lets’ get this over with!)
Steven: (Roger)
*Steve stats*
Brad: Well A.J, the
stats say it all about the All-Starz *Tryhorn stats* number two warrior.
A.J: You bet; Steve
doesn’t know the meaning of the word “loser”.
~~
Tyson thinking: Ah
who cares about stupid stats! I’ll give helmet boy his first taste of failure!
*Tyson stats*
Brad: And taking a
look at Tyson from the Blade Breakers he’s had *Dragoon stats* what you call
and up and down season.
A.J: Yeah you never
know what to expect from him.
Jazzman: To your
marks! Get ready to battle! 3…2…1…let it rip!
*split screen*
*both launch*
Brad: Ladies and
gentlemen we have kick-off!
*“let it rip” plays*
*Dragoon and Tryhorn
slam into each other*
Steve: Ah he wants to
put on a show for his little friends; well I hate to spoil your party, but your
done!
Tyson: Dragoon!
Steve: I’ve had
enough! I’d say its time to break through your lame offensive line and sac-dae coupe! Tryhorn attack!
*Tryhorn and Dragoon
collide again*
Max: Oh no, just how
long can Tyson survive an attack like that Chief?
Kenny: I don’t know.
Max: Oh you gotta!
Kenny: I’m still
waiting on Dizzi.
Dizzi: Hey if you’re
expecting good news you’re staring at the wrong plasma screen kid. I’ve
analysed Steve’s Tryhorn and it’s indestructible.
Max: Ah…
Dizzi: Correction;
that was the good news!
Kenny: His defence
his attack and his spin are all ten times stronger, we don’t stand a chance against
him do we Dizzi…
Dizzi: How can I out
this delicately, No!
Max: We’re toast.
~~
*Tryhorn and Dragoon
slam each other*
Steve: Hey kid, why
don’t you just pack it in?
Tyson: Why don’t you
just zip it? Can’t you see I’m a little busy over here you big doofus!
Jazzman: We’re at the
one minute mark and it appears the All-Starz are
really dishing it out!
Ray: Tyson, listen
up!
Tyson: Yeah?
Ray: Hide your blade!
Tyson: What?
Ray: Come on you
heard me, hide your blade!
Tyson: …Dragoon
attack!
*Dragoon spins down a
side alley*
Steve: You coward!
You can run but you can’t hide and when I catch you you’re going down!
*Tryhorn chases
Dragoon but loses him*
Brad: Whoa Nelly! It
looks like Steve took a wrong turn in Albercurcy!
Steve: Hey! No where’d
he go? Uh…
*Dragoon jumps over
building*
A.J: Sweet!
*Tryhorn chases
Dragoon*
Tyson: Keep it up
Dragoon!
Steve: Enough
already! Your weak little game is starting to make me mad!
*Tryhorn goes through
building to get to Dragoon quicker*
A.J: I can’t wait to
see how this one ends!
~~
Brad: The chase is on
here at the Glitter Dome as the All-Starz are in hot
pursuit of the Blade Breakers!
A.J: These two are
really carving it up!
Jazzman: Three
minutes have elapsed in this battle and there’s no sign of a winner yet,
remember the top-dog leaves here with a victory in round one!
Kenny: Tyson better
do something quick!
Ray: Hmmm hey wait!
Their using a strategy based on data they’ve collected from us, but the only
way to beat the All-Starz is to come up with an attack they’ve never seen
before!
^you only just
figured that out? ^
Kai: *Kai laugh*
~~
Brad: You gotta think once Steve pounces on Tyson’s blade it’ll be
all over but the crying.
Steve: Grrr… I have had enough of him!
Michael: Whoa!
Judy: Interesting,
Tyson is inventing a whole new strategy.
Emily: It appears
that Steven’s heart rate is beginning to go completely of the charts! Will that
have an adverse effect?
Judy: Hmmm, that just
might pose a problem. (Steven, get yourself in control
and standby for data upload, over)
Steve: (I copy, over)
And now my twisted little buddy you going sown big
time!
*Tryhorn spins on the
spot*
Kenny: Why would he
stop chasing Tyson?
Ray: Grrr…
Dizzi: I like your
articulate friends Chief.
Emily: I’ve
downloaded a new simulation that I think should do the trick Judy.
Judy: (Steven we’re
ready to upload out new attack).
Steve: *laugh*
(Gotcha)
Jazzman: We’re
passing the four minute mark and still going, how long can they last?
Steve: Ok Tyson, time
to put you out of your misery.
Kenny: Oh we’re
doomed!
Dizzi: What’s this
“we” stuff?
Steve: Well I guess
its game over for the Blade breakers, Tryhorn attack!
*Tryhorn appears*
*Tryhorn slams into
Dragoon*
Tyson: Come on
Dragoon show him your stuff!
Kai: Tyson.
Tyson: What?
Kai: Just let him
attack you.
Tyson: Yeah ok…
*buffalo rampaging*
Tyson thinking: What
in the world was Kai thinking of? I’m getting hammered her! I get it!
Tyson: Hold your
ground!
*Dragoon stays still
while Tryhorn attacks*
A.J: Man Tyson’s
strategy has got me totally miffed; he’s taking a serious pounding out there!
Steve: Now what?
Ray: It looks like
Tyson’s wearing him down.
Max: Let’s hope…
Kenny: Yeah…
Dizzi: Hang on boys;
I think I’m on to something!
Kenny: Forget it;
Tyson’s managed to come up with his own plan of attack letting Dragoon feed of
the energy of the All-Starz blade.
^It’s not Tyson’s
plan it’s Kai’s! Kai’s I tell you! He gave it to him! Die Kenny Die!!!^
Dizzi: Why didn’t
someone tell me?
Kenny: Sorry Dizzi
but I just figured it out myself. You see every time Tyson come in contact with
his opponents blade he absorbs its energy, *bull wrestler and bull* like a bull
wrestler slowing down a bull, eventually one overpowers the other and wins. It’s
so simple!
Max: Alright you get
him Tyson!
Brad: It doesn’t look
like anyone’s giving an inch in this one A.J.
A.J: You know it!
Steve: I have had it!
Stand up and fight!
Tyson: Hwy should I
waste my energy? I’ll just let you!
Steve: *roar*
Eddy: Steve’s a
little cranky.
Michael: Oh yeah.
Emily: Steve’s blood
is beginning to boil!
Judy: (Take a deep
breath and don’t yo9u dare blow this battle, copy)
Emily: His beyblades
momentum is dropping rapidly but his heart rate has climbed into the critical
zone!
Judy: (Steven you
must calm down and listen to me! Steven! Steven!
Steve: *takes of
helmet* I can’t take this anymore! *throws helmet on ground*
Brad: Whoa! I think
someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed!
Tyson: Feel the wrath
of my Phantom Hurricane attack!
*Dragoon appears*
*Storm appears*
*Steve gets blown
across the stadium*
*Tryhorn rolls up to
him*
Jazzman: Ah…and the
Blade Breakers take round one!
Brad: My oh my, that was one humdinger of a battle!
A.J: Defiantly, a
bold strategy on Tyson’s part pays of.
Tyson: I did it!
Kenny: Tyson, we’re
one round a way from winning the tournament!
Max: Oh yeah!
Grandpa: You blasted
him good slate like I knew you could my man!
Mr. Dickenson: Woo hoo!
*Kenny and Max hug
Tyson and laugh*
Kenny: Oh Tyson I
always knew you’d pull out a win for us!
Tyson: Hang on a
second, you know there’s no way I would have ever one this one if it weren’t
you guys. Remember, we play this game as a team.
~~
*
Steve: Sorry guys, I
guess I just lost it.
Michael: Yeah no
kidding Einstein and thanks for the added pressure.
Eddy: Boy you really
blew it.
Judy thinking: Our
data was extremely accurate; I thought for sure I had all the bases covered and
now when it’s too late I realise I forgot to factor in human emotions.
Emily: Excuse me, but
Judy: (Hello
Judy: (Your right,
I’m sorry).
Judy: (I understand).
Judy thinking: I
never make the same mistake twice. Trust me Douglas, I promise I will not fail
you.
~~
Commercial Break
*stadium*
Brad: And now down to
the host with the most, D.J Jazzman!
Jazzman: Strap
yourselves in Amigo’s because we’re about to start round two of the American
Tournament! Remember these are the finals and whoever wins this goes onto the
world championships!
~~
*Eddy spinning
basketball on his finger*
Judy: SO, are you
clear on the data we discussed Eddy?
Eddy: Got it all
right here *points to his head* and locked away, hey come on don’t sweat it,
this is going to be a walk in the park, you understand what I’m saying? Heh, this chump’s going down!
Jazzman: It’s time to
reveal the stadium for our next round, feast your eyes!
*dish opens*
Brad: Interesting
design A.J, wanna fill us in on this one?
A.J: You got it Brad,
this little number is simply called the satellite dish, it was designed by the
space agency and the cool trick to this little puppy is its silicone coated!
Jazzman: Time for a
little demonstration, check this out cow folks!
*jumps into dish*
Tyson, Ray, Kenny and
Max: Awe…
*Jazzman bounces back
up*
Jazzman: As you can
see there’s virtually no friction between me and the surface, so beware boys…eh
that means your blades won’t have any grip! Now that that’s out of the way its
time to get started so take your marks and begin on my signal!
Grandpa: I so dig
what you’re putting down Jazzman!
Jazzman: But before
we get started lets meet our contestants shall we?
Ray: Mmmm today already!
^That was a Ray
exclamation not a Tyson one so nobody else heard him^
Jazzman: From the
Blade Breakers Ray and from the All-Starz Eddy!
Kai: Ah great, here’s
another jock!
^Kai exclamation not
normal person exclamation^
Dizzi: Oooo do I detect a hint of jealousy?
Kenny: Sure it looks
kinda gimmicky but if you look beyond all that he’s got some great stuff. Look
here, he’s undefeated in the tournament!
Ray: You ready to
start this?
Eddy: Bring it on; I
don’t think this should take to long.
Ray: Grrr…
*Ray stats*
Brad: While their
talking trash lets check the stats.
A.J: Ray’s had his
ups and downs this season *Driger stats* but I think he’ll make it a roar!
Jazzman: It’s time to
start this rodeo!
*Eddy stats*
A.J: On the other
side Eddy puts on a great show. *Trypio stats* He’s more of a technical blader
who uses his agility to lay down a full court press!
Jazzman: 3…2…1…let it
rip!
*both launch*
Brad: The second lot
of the finals here at the American tournament is underway, the All-Starz need
to win to stay alive but the Blade Breakers are hoping to slam the door in
their faces.
A.J: defiantly desperation
on the part of the All-Starz but hey wait a sec! What the heck is Eddy doing
down there?
*Eddy spinning in
place*
Tyson: He’s spinning
in place, how in the world can he keep his blade in one spot on such a slippery
surface Chief?
Kenny: It’s his
attack ring; it acts like some kind of propeller.
*Eddy’s blade on
Dizzi’s screen*
Dizzi: Bingo Chief,
the spinning motion of Eddy’s attack ring causes a vacuum underneath his blade
which sucks into the dish surface. To be honest the All-Starz have done their homework.
Kenny: Oh and his
blades tip is silicone coated so even though its pressing against the dish
there’s zero friction to slow it down!
Dizzi: Right again
Chief.
Tyson: Uh
translation?
Kenny: We’re majorly behind the eight ball on this one.
Ray: No high-tech
beyblades going to beat me! Tiger Claw attack!
Brad: The Blade
Breakers are making the first move.
Jazzman: Oh yeah! Ray
lets his big ol’ bucking bronco out of the shoot!
*Driger misses*
Ray: What!
A.J: With all the
All-Starz high-tech gadgets they can predict how many kids your
gonna have!
*Trypio slams Driger*
*before Driger lands
Trypio slams him out of the dish*
Brad: Holy Mollie a
double shot from Eddy, and yes this one is over folks!
A.J: Man that was
quick!
Eddy: Oh yeah!
Brad: And the
All-Starz win the first battle in the best of three!
A.J: Dude I’m totally
stunned!
Ray: My
attack…it’s-it’s like Driger didn’t even exist to him…
Eddy: Hey sorry to
slam dunk ya like that, but once I get into the game
I don’t’ let anything get in my way until I jam down the winning basket. *Eddy
remembering playing basketball* It’s kinda hard to explain, blading is like
hoops to me, once I get the ball I’m totally dialled in, I visualise myself
going to the point anyway I can, doesn’t matter who gets in my way. Blading’s a game kid…and I’m out to win it anyway I can,
you understand?
Ray: Eh…
Kenny: Hey…
Tyson: What?
^Fine! Be different!
^
Kenny: Eddy avoids
his opponent the same way a basketball player does, he knows when to dick and
when to attack.
Dizzi: I ah think
you’re a little late Chief.
Judy thinking: I must
keep Eddy focused on the next round, because I can’t afford another slip up.
Judy: Emily scan
Eddy’s rotation rate for me.
Emily: I just
downloaded it and it peeked at around ninety eight hundred.
Judy: (Eddy re-set
blade revolutions to eleven thousand).
Eddy: (Hey, you
serious?)
Judy: (I’ve never
been more serious, trust me ok).
Eddy: (Hmph, you got
it coach). Hate to tell ya, but it looks like half
times over. SO what do you say we get started, ay buddy?
Ray: Hmmm…
Max: You can do it
Ray!
Tyson: It’s time to
slam dunk that guy Ray!
Ray thinking: Now
that I know how you play Eddy, things are going to be different, because you’re
going down!
~~
Commercial Break
*Glitter Dome*
Brad: We’re seconds
away from the start of round two in this best of three finals here at the
fabulous Glitter Dome.
Jazzman: 3…2…1…let it
rip!
*both launch*
Ray: Come on Driger!
*Trypio jumps above
Driger*
Ray: *gasp*
*Trypio appears*
*Trypio blade lands
on top of Driger*
Tyson: Check it out!
Kenny: The dreaded
scorpion bit-beast!
Kai thinking: I’ve
heard about it.
*split screen-
Ray/Eddy*
Eddy: What’d you
think?
Brad: Eddy’s blade is
all over Ray and I mean that literally, is this some kind of submission move
A.J?
A.J: You called it
Brad.
*Driger stops stands
up for a few seconds then rolls over*
A.J: My man Eddy was
too much for Ray today.
Brad: No doubt about
it no doubt at all.
Ray: Uh…er…
Jazzman: And the win
goes to Eddy from the All-Starz who ties it up!
Eddy: *waving to the
crowd* Who then Man? I the man!
Brad: Well with
Eddy’s win here the finals are dead even.
A.J: Which sets up a sweet final round to decide the whole tournament.
Mr. Dickenson: A most
under-whelming performance.
Grandpa: I’m like
totally down with that Jack.
Ray: Huh, sorry guys.
Tyson: You’re sorry?
Sorry doesn’t cut it Ray! Right now our backs are against the wall and all you
can say is sorry guys?!
^Tyson has problems
as you can read^
*Ray who is sitting
down is looking very very tense*
Kenny: It’s not his
fault.
Tyson: What?
Kenny: It’s all about
data; they have data on everything we do.
Dizzi: Their winning
this war because we’re to predictable. We’ve got to come up with a few
surprises. It’s our only hope boys!
Kenny: She’s right;
ok Max we have to formulate some new tricks of our own in order to beat hem.
~~
*Eddy
wired up to Emily’s laptop*
Judy
thinking: My mission here is almost complete, by compiling the data from the
Blade Breakers our victory is a mere formality and when it’s over I must thank
the one responsible fro supplying it all, you don’t know how valuable you
were…Max…
~~
Max
thinking: I’m not so sure about this now.
Jazzman:
Would our two contestants please make their way to centre of the arena. The
stage is set for the final round of the American Tournament, so without further
ado let’s meet our players! Representing the Blade Breakers is Max and from the
All-Starz please welcome Michael!
~~
Tyson: OK
I think I understand all this data stuff, but the bottom line is we gotta come up with some kind of plan you got something yet Chief?
Kenny:
Um…I’m drawing a blank here guys.
Tyson:
Then let’s forget about trying to crunch numbers to win! We gotta
just blow ‘em away, come at them full force keep attacking till their wasted!
That’s what I did and remember I beat ‘em! What do you say Max?
^And
that’s only because you’re so lucky!!!^
Max: I
don’t know…I’m not so sure…
Tyson:
Your not?
Max: Well
maybe we should let Kai fight this one…I mean I don’t think they have any data
on him…
^your
right! They don’t! Let him fight!!! Please? ^
Dizzi:
We’ve been through this Max.
Kenny:
Yeah Max.
Tyson: Go
ahead and back out Max, disappoint us all!
^I want
Kai to fight! Die Tyson Die!
*Grandpa
walks up to Tyson*
Grandpa: What’s up with the lecture little dude huh?
Tyson: Uh
oh, grandpa?
Grandpa: I
heard your blim blam from
across the stadium and I don’t like it slim. We all know Max is the dude for
the job period and don’t give me no flap.
Max: But
I…
Kai: Come
on, I’ve had about enough of this, this one’s yours, you
show them your stuff Max.
^*melts at
the sound of Kai’s voice*^
Tyson:
We’re behind you Max, besides, you kinda promised your Mum.
^until he
loses you are…^
Ray:
*really really tense* And
Max…
Max: Huh?
Ray:
Remember…it’s up to you!
*Max looks
at Kai and Kenny-why Kenny?*
Max: I’ll
do it! I can’t guarantee a win guys, but I promise you, I’ll try my best!
^better
win or Tyson will lecture you Maxy^
Kai: Hmmm…
*Max walks
up to dish*
Tyson
thinking: I know you can do this Max.
~~
*Michael
waving to crowd*
Michael: Thankyou, thankyou!
Emily:
*looking at Max*
Well look
here, he finally showed up.
Judy:
Would you put a lid on it Michael?
Michael:
I’m going. *walks up to the dish*
Judy: And
Emily have you finished down-loading all of Max’s
data?
Emily:
Download complete.
Judy
thinking: Oh Max, I hope you realise this is nothing personal, and I-I promise
we’ll get this over with as quickly as possible.
Max
thinking: Well, I guess this is it; Mum will finally get to see the Draciel
bit-beast in action. And there’s no way I’m going to let her down…or my team!
*End
Scene*
^Die Tyson
Die! ^
