I can’t draw but I really like the Battlefluff stuff. So here is a small contribution to the fun.
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The commercial opens with cheerful music, showing a mummah fluffy and her two foals simply existing peacefully in a safe room. Peaceful music plays.
“Wut babbehs doin’?” The mummah asked, looking from one to the other.
“Gud poopies!” Her bestest, a little blue and red male chirped up while taking a noisy crap in the littertray.
“Pwayin’ bwockies!” Said her other baby, a pink and white girl who was tumbling a few blocks around.
Tired of this baby crap? Came the booming voice of the announcer, crazy metal music beginning to quietly ramp up.
Suddenly, the baby making good poopies fucking exploded in a plume of fire and particle effects.
“BABBEH!” Screeched the mother in abject terror, turning to her remaining foal. The baby knocked over a block before proceeding to explode in a similar vein to her brother. “NUUUUU!” The mother lamented before the camera zoomed in on her. She looked to it before blowing up in a grand fury of fire and Windows Movie Maker sparkles before the screen did a star wipe.
SO
ARE
WE
The footage cut to last years Battlefluffs event, showing the entire roster of contestants and choice footage from the carnage. It’s hard to make heads or tails of what is happening since everything is going by so fast.
DO YOU LOVE CARNAGE AND DESTRUCTION?
It transitioned to stock B-roll of a bunch of drunken men hooting and hollering.
REASONABLY PRICED CONCESSIONS?
Now it showed a buxom young lady apparently running a foodcart dressed in nothing but a bikini, suggestively holding two hotdogs as a wolf-whistle sound effect was shoved in several times, the editor apparently a newbie as it layered over itself
CRUSHED DREAMS?
A poopie in armor lay dying on the battlefield with his disappointed owner standing over his broken and shattered body, reassuring him that he was a loser to his dying breath
COME ON DOWN TO THE BATTLEFLUFF ARENA
YOU’LL PAY FOR THE WHOLE SEAT BUT YOU’LL ONLY NEED THE EEEEEDDDGGEEEEEE
The commercial ends with one final explosion
