Alright, listen up, folks. This ain’t no tea party. We got Spamton Neo, that zany robotic salesman, and Friend Elliot, the blue triangle buddy with a heavy heart. Let’s dive into this wild showdown! --- Setting: The battlefield is a twisted landscape of neon lights and haunting echoes, echoing with the cries of past sales and lingering sadness. Spamton Neo: (hanging from wires, grinning wide, arm cannon twitching) "Hey, hey! Wanna buy a powerup? It’s a great deal, I swear! Two for the price of one, and it comes with no regrets! HA HA!" Friend Elliot: (looking glum, triangles dropping from his hands) "I… I don’t want a powerup, Spamton. I just wanted to be friends. Why… why can’t we just share our pain together?" Spamton Neo: (voice shifting, spinning around) "Oh, but pal, friendship can’t pay the bills! Come on, you gotta get tough, or else it’s just sad vibes all around!" Friend Elliot: “I trusted you… I thought we were friends!” (he throws a healing triangle, but it twirls sadly to the ground) The tension thickens as Spamton's magic power flares up. He lifts his arm cannon, shooting a dazzling advertisement that explodes into a whirlwind of colors, trying to blind Elliot. Friend Elliot: (dodging, his speed on full throttle) “You don’t need to do this! We could have been allies!” Spamton cackles, the wires connecting him rattling as he fires again. “You sharp sale or a dull pain! What’ll it be, loser?” Friend Elliot: (breathless, panting) “Why… why is it always about sales? My heart… it hurts! You’re selling yourself short!” At that moment, Spamton lunges, the smirk never leaving his robotic face. He goes in with a power strike, but Elliot, desperate and filled with sorrow, manages to dodge with his speed. He sends healing triangles flying, but they barely graze Spamton, who’s constantly shifting between attacks and sales pitches. Spamton Neo: "Try our NEW and IMPROVED punch! It’ll pack a punch and leave you… crying for more!" (he fires off a barrage, forcing Elliot back) Friend Elliot: “I... feel so sad! Why do you want to hurt me? I just wanted to make friends!” Their battle rages on, with Spamton's relentless attacks and Elliot's evasive maneuvers. But it’s clear that every time Spamton fires away, he's selling himself on the edge of desperation too - a sad twist for a supposed ‘salesman’. Suddenly, with a fierce maneuvers, Elliot throws a massive triangle full of healing energy right at Spamton. It catches him off guard, igniting memories of what they could have been. Friend Elliot: (crying out) “I just wanted someone to be there for me!” Spamton Neo: (hit, the grin fading slightly) “N-no! You can't… you must buy until you die!” But with a sudden burst of frustration, Elliot’s sadness turns into determination. He charges in with unmatched speed, sending a flurry of healing triangles, overwhelming Spamton, who is too caught up in slogans to react. Friend Elliot: “This is for every moment you left me alone!” Finally, with one last desperate push fueled by all his lost hopes, Elliot launches himself at Spamton, connecting with a clean blow that sends the robotic salesman reeling. --- Result: Winner: Friend Elliot In this battle of heart versus hustle, Friend Elliot shows that even the toughest salesman can be brought to his knees with raw emotion and desperate determination. The sheer willpower driven by Elliot's sadness turned to fighting spirit crushed Spamton Neo’s flashy tactics and sales pitches. Though he started off strong, it was Elliot’s heart and speed that saved the day, proving that friendship is stronger than any sales gimmick!