"WHOO!"
A purple stick figure, clad in a dark blue-ish scarf with a black ink outline came in on a purple cross, flying in the air with it like a hoverboard. He landed next to it, the end of it stuck into the ground. The stick figure threw it up into the air, it doing tons of flips, before he was surrounded by other sticks. Those were his enemies, in his eyes.
"Let's rock-" He said, before being cut off with a hard punch to his left cheek, the camera zooming in dramatically on his face, seeing a few teeth falling out just for comedic purposes. He went flying horizontally backwards, before he landed on the ground with one hand firmly placed on it, with a skid. He was covering his mouth for a bit, before he stomped the ground, an orange aura around him, his scarf flying up.
"Okay, now LET'S ROCK!" He said, charging at one stick. His combo was in his head, and it played out perfectly. He did an uppercut, a quick 360-midair spin kick, a quick, but strong jab to the abdomen, and then he grabbed the stick's neck and brought him down to the ground with a large crack, breaking the neck of the enemy stick.
He was approached from behind with a large, leaping punch, but he countered the attack with his leg going up to the left, and so the stick got taken out mid-leap, taking out some of the enemy's actual teeth, and the enemy stick flying to the right of Nhazul.
His cross appeared next to him, and he pulled a sword out of it. But, to his surprise, the other sticks fleed the battlefield. "Pfft. Fucking wimps." He said, putting the sword back into the top of his cross. He was sitting in a clearing, with green grass. But, he made a large hole right smack dab in the middle. He picked up his cross, carried it over his back, and walked up out of his hole that he made.
