Rumbleweed, 5:04 PM

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Long day, two weeks ago you set off from Accountant Isle to chase after your wrestling dreams.. now you’re trying to get your trainer, Quesa Poblana, or Aunt P, unfortunately she won’t train you.. that is until she said if you could get nine ’PERFECT STRIKES’ on a punching bag counter, she’d train you.

What’s the bad part for you? It’s day five and you’ve got yet to do one! Your friends Mikey, who’s also your Journalist, and Craig, who’s also (arguably) your manager.. have been trying to help you by studying the technique, but there was a missing piece.. so you found out about some of Aunt P’s rivals, Rumble and Tuff, people who lost to Poblana and swore they’d learn the ’PERFECT STRIKE’ and kick her ass with it.

You and “Team Craig” venture to the town and see that they’re in a gang war, you meet Bertie and she saves your ass and explains that, you promise to help save her town, hoping to learn the ’PERFECT STRIKE’ in the process, yet she’s unsure upon why you’re so adamant to help.. so what do you and Team Craig do? You figure it out! Turns out, the Finger Clan thinks the perfect strike takes the upper body, while the House of The Toe thinks it takes lower body, which is stupid because it’s obviously BOTH!

Nonetheless, you get them to meet and suddenly, the statues on both houses blew up! Starting another gang war, you and Mikey go up and check on Bertie and see Craig tied up, you realize the whole war is her fault, before you even think of snitching she tackles you out a window and onto a desert field before uttering the words..

”Let’s Wrestle..”

A ring falls from the sky and she tackles you inside, you begin to wrestle and she hits you with a scuffed version of the ’PERFECT STRIKE’ and that allows you to beat her, she just breaks down and sighs, sobbing

“I-I.. I just wanted my parents back.. my family back.. my life back.. I haven’t had a good family home cooked meal in years and-and.. this was the only way, this IS the only way.. PLEASE.. stand aside.”