“Greeeeeetings, ladies and gentlemen!” A voice rings out.

“Your humble host, Mr. Puzzles, here, and oh, what a show we have in store for you!”

The curtains open, revealing a stage with a game show theme- panels, backdrops, everything- while you, Mr. Puzzles’ ‘lovely assistant’, stand at the back behind a console with a few controls as the crowd cheers wildly.

“Thank you, thank you, you’re all TOO kind.” Mr. Puzzles, the humble host that he is, says, bowing in front of the crowd.

Breath “I’m thrilled to welcome everyone to the most outrageous, uproarious, and utterly fantastical spectacle to ever grace your screens..”

Breath x2 “Mr. Puzzles’ Game Show Spectacular!”

The crowd goes wild a second time.

“Now, you might be wondering..” he pulls out a JubJub puppet, speaking in a different voice to mimic an ‘audience member’. “Mr. Puzzles, you handsome devil, what in the wild world of cable networks is Mr. Puzzles’ Game Show Spectacular all about?”

“Well I’m glad you asked!” He exclaims in his normal tone, tossing the puppet aside. “Tonight, numerous contestants will participate in a whacky whirlwind of gameshow antics that’ll leave them laughing, crying, and—

—definitely not questioning the meaning of their existence.”

…

“Speaking of our lovely contestants, let’s bring them all out!” With the flick of a switch, the SMG4 crew appears on the stage, looking bewildered for a second, before suddenly seeming excited to participate. “Let’s hear a few words from our contestants, shall we?”

He snaps his fingers, a microphone appearing in his hand. “So tell me, why have you decided to participate in the greatest game show of all time?”

He holds the mic before each of them, though he skips past or cuts them off each time.

Mario: “Mario wants to win—”

SMG4: “I wanna get—”

Meggy: “Ooh! Ooh! I want—”

SMG3: “With the money, I CAN FINALLY GET—”

Luigi: “I want to become.. a meat mallet!”