Jacksepticeye: It looks like that stand-off from Royal Rumble 2005.
The remaining fighter stood across each, a stare down at this point.
"Man, this reminds me of the ending to The Butter Battle Book," Spur thought.
"If I wasn't armed with a thermonuclear warhead, I will be going hell with these guys... wait, I'm already at that. I really need to come up with better one-liners." Redd thought.
The two teams remained firm on their stand, waiting for one move from the other.
"Come on, move bitches... move it." Manson thought.
"Damn, these bitches were really mean it when Manson was targeted. To be fair, he did use that chainsaw to the lighting settings." Zum said.
United hums a random tune.
"I'm a Brit, yet found that song catchy." United thought.
PewDiePie: Now is not the time to be humming Hulk Hogan.
Spur tries to focuses by thinking of another theme.
"Okay, this would go for it." Spur thought.
"I can hear you're thinking of..." United said.
"No, it was that red bloke I saw the Undertaker was dealing with, why for one of those D-Generation X be on my mind." Spur answered via thought.
"I was it was the one who arrived first..." United answers.
Both Spur and United look at Redd.
"What" Redd said.
Zum sees the chance to launch an air attack before Redd answers with a swift kick, without even looking.
"Trying to think of something..." Redd said.
Zum lands on Manson.
"For fuck sake!" Manson said.
"My bad, Brain. That girl can do a number." Zum said.
"Well, cheesing out isn't going to help." Manson said.
Zum couldn't believe what he just noticed since Manson often hates it when someone calls him by his real except for family.
"Say, I just noticed something," Ramirez said.
"What is it?" Zum asks.
"Once, one of our men was taken out, so has a potion of the crowd." Ramirez said.
Zum looks around.
"You're right." Zum said.
"I have a plan." Manson said.
Manson launches a virus he had created.
Jacksepticeye: Hey, no fair...
"What the..." Spur said.
This leads Spur infected with the virus.
"I thought doing bio-weapons were forbidden." Ramirez said.
"Fuck that, it'll help us." Zum said.
"Emma, are you all right?" United asks.
"No" Spur said.
Ramirez charges at Spur, causing her to have problems.
Markipler: Someone needs to tell Israel their weapons were copied.
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