MusicWare Gold

Wario: It's mine! Gold! I love gold! This thing's heavy... Oh! I'm broke. Ah, at least I've got this gold thing. It'll really spruce up my place.
(at his house)
Wario: Another high score?! I'm the best! It's pizza time. Oh, yeah. No money. I need to make some quick cash. Heh. And fast. Huh?
Ben: Breaking news! Smash hit Super Pyoro has taken the world by storm! Let's face it! Everyone loves this game.
Wario: Eh?
Ben: And it's selling...
Wario: Aha!
Ben: like hotcakes!
Wario: Of course! Games! Talk about easy money.
(He is Using his laptop and a recording device)
Wario: Hey! Look here! It's Wario. I'm hosting the greatest video-game tournament of all time! Here, in Diamond City! It costs ten thousand coins to enter, but some jerk will walk outta here ten million coins richer. And, hey, who knows? Maybe that jerk will be you! So prepare to duke it out! Now I just gotta convince these chumps to do all the work. Hey there, Jimmy! I need you to make some games for me. Mona! I need your help! What's it, pay? Uh, hold on... Crzzsh. Crzzsh! I can't hear you. You're breaking up! Oho, so will you make some games for me or what? Hey, Ashley— Eh— Oh, OK. I'll call you back. Wrong number, sorry. Hey, it's me! Me! ME! IT'S. ME. WAR-I-O! That'll do it. The money's as good as mine. Those saps fall for it every time.
(after the intro)
Bob: good morning cherry doll
Susie: good morning bobzy, what are today’s plans?
Wario: Let's get this show on the road. ... ... ... Nailed it.
(At the stadium)
Wario: Listen up! Hey! Are you people ready for the most DE-LUXE tournament ever? Let the Wario Bowl games begin! Hey! You guys hear me? START CHEERING NOW!
Lulu: Wario! WARIO!
Wario: Huh? Who are you?
Lulu: I'm gonna get you!
Wario: Mmm-hmm. I don't do autographs, kid. Anyway... First up...the Mash League! Next, Twist League! And finally, Touch League! Master all three leagues, and you'll face the real master! Me, Wario!
Lulu: That's how you wanna play this?
Wario: ... Let's get this over with.
(meanwhile, at the park)
Susie, Natalie, Bob, Peter, Pedro and J.J.: let’s go!
Amy: Over there. See?
Jimmy T: Hm?
Amy: I can't believe it.
Mimi: Yeah. He's so cute!
Pedro Tute: he's smiling with great delight
Amy: I wanna meet him.
Mimi: Wait... Really?
Jimmy T: ciao ladies
Amy: Hi!
Jimmy T: lemme guess, fans, am I right?
Mimi: Uh...kinda!
Amy: That obvious, huh?"
Jimmy T: Tsk, tsk. Hey, Jimmy always knows.
Both: Aah!
Amy: Wow. 
J.J. Tute: That was something. Good kitten
Amy: Can we get a few more?
Amy: Thank you! This totally made our night.
Mimi: lemme send you the best shot
Jimmy T: groovy! Aw kitty!
Amy: See ya! Your cat is SO cute.
Mimi: the cutest!
Jimmy T: let’s roll
J.J. Tute: Hey, Mona! That gelato that you made was so frosty and delicious! And your pizza was so hot and tasty!
Mona: Hmm... I don't know where to start.
Joe: Hey, Mona. Ya need help with something?
Mona: Yes! My big party's tonight, and... I still don't have a dress!
Joe: Let's try this—close your eyes...and then imagine your perfect dress.
Mona: Hmm...
Joe: Great. Go ahead and describe it to me.
Mona: It's...extravagant like a parfait. And cute...like a plushy!
Joe: I think I can work with that.
Mona: And super cool...like Wario!
Joe: Cool? Wario?!
Mona: Yeah! He's my...fashion icon! I love him! And that 'STACHE!"
Joe: Why! Wha—?
Mona: I like your look too, Joe. Like that tie! It just screams fashion!
Joe: What? You mean this old thing?
Mona: But anyhow... Did that work? Tell me what to wear!
Joe: Uh... Well, I'm not sure, um... I think... So, like a parfait...but also like Wario?"
Mona: What about that one?!
Joe: You really think I've got style? Maybe I should consider wearing this tie more often. Uh... Mona? Mona?"
Mona: I'm trying this on. Tell me what you think!"
Joe: Oh. Coming!
Mona: I'd call that a success! Hey, I was thinking..."
Joe: What is it?
Mona: Maybe...you should come to the party tonight! There'll be lots of cool people. You'd totally fit in!"
Joe: Oh! It's so nice of you to think of me. It's been a while since I put myself out there.
Mona: Oh no! I'm late for my own party!
Joe: Of course, I don't know what I would wear...
Mona: See you there! Bye!
Joe: But if you think I've got style— Mona? WAIT UP!
Lulu: That Wario guy is the worst! I'll wipe that stupid mustache right off of his stupid face!...Huh? YEAH! Rainbow!
J.J.: a rainbow? I bet it’s time to move on, chord king, You know we don’t like it when I don’t have you home for dinner
Pedro Tute: I am not gazing, I’m a chords member, don’t you see? Take us to the art of space (Sings) Isn't this great?
Isn't this neat?
I'm a living work of art
From my head to my feet
From the very first drawings on walls in caves
Art has been what the heart and soul craves
So pick up a brush, a pencil, or pen
If you don't like this one paint it again
From now on, please call me Sir Real
I can wait for your impression to congeal
Take it from an Renaissance man
I'd even look great on the side of your van
Anyway you cut it, I am art and art is me
Ask your mama or your dada
To tell you about the uh, schism
Between minimalism and cubism
My personality may be the cynical type
But I finally found something that lives up to the hype
I can say honestly and with great certainty
That edge of space is where I want to spend eternity
Dribble: Aw, not again.
Spitz: Oy, traffic out here's a beast, but these intergalactic fares are the real moneymakers.
Dribble: Uh, didn't we just get stiffed?
Spitz: Yikes, that was a close one!
Dribble: Those buffoons! Can't they see we're drivin' here?!
Spitz: Stay cool, Dribble!
Dribble: B-but, Spitz—they'll scratch the car!
Spitz: You kiddin'?! That there's a spaceship! It could do way worse than a scratch
Dribble: I guess
Spitz: It's all about stayin' cool, like with the customers.
Dribble: Aw, Spitz. You always stay so levelheaded. Hey, what's that thing headed our way?
Spitz: It's a laser! U-TURN!
Dribble: We're not gonna make it!
Spitz: That's it, buckos. First, we get stiffed? And now this?! Dribble...the octoblazooka!
Dribble: I'm on it. But Spitz, ain't we supposed to stay cool and all that?
Spitz: I'm not just gonna sit here and let these punks knock us around! If they want a fight, they've got one!
Dribble: Stay cool, Spitz! Stay cool! SPITZ!!
(after 15 microgames)
Spitz: Good work, Dribble. Now, who's next?
Dribble: That's it. We chased them all off!
Spitz: Oh. Are you sayin' we won?
Dribble: Yeah, I guess we did. That's nuts! We're alive!
Spitz: See that? All you gotta do is stay cool.
Dribble: Yeah, cool.
Spitz: Exactly. It's like that old sayin': fortune favors the cool.
Dribble: let’s just go home
Spitz: Ain't life grand, Dribble? Ain't life grand...
J.J. Tute: you know, my friend, twist league is on its way so I made a song (began to sing) Oh...
If I'd only known when I woke up today,
I'd stop at me tailor's along the way,
And have ten more pockets put on me pants,
'Cause I think I hear a money avalanche,
Yodel Ye he hoo,
Look at all this cash,
Hey look at all this money,
I hope me heart can take it,
[beeping noise]
Surgeon: Clear!
J.J. Tute: I'm alright 
Industrial accidents can make quite a mess,
Unless you fall into a money press,
Oh make me into money mister wonderful machine,
I always knew that my true color was green,
Ever since I was a little kid,
I dreamed of such a place yes I did,
With mountains of money,
And rivers of cash,
And a pool of coins to make a splash
Oh, I'd open up a restaurant with music to my ears,
They'd be laughter and tears and baby, i’m yours after all,
Money and gold,
And treasure untold,
And all of it for me!
Peter Tute: Oh, I'm so lonely
Since my baby left me.
I got no money,
And nothin' is free.
Oh, I been so lonely
Since the day I was born.
All I got is this rusty,
This rusty old horn.
Natalie Tute: I got a bratty brother.
He bugs me every day.
And this morning, my own mother,
She gave my last cupcake away.
My dad acts like he belongs,
He belongs in the zoo.
Peter and Natalie: we’re the saddest kids
In grade number two.
Lulu: If I'm gonna face Wario...I gotta carb up! "Hungry, little guy? (Dog barks) "Gotta get goin'...
Natalie Tute: it’s nice to have snacks before the half of twist league, right dude?
Peter Tute: you are right, but that means, it’s time to go
18-Volt: Yes! One day closer to summer!
Ralphie: Why'd she hafta take 'em... All of my games?
18-Volt: What? Who took your games? Who's that?!
13-Amp: I go by 13-Amp—rapping phenomenon.
(rap music)
13-Amp: Never heard my name? Well that's a shock.
Forget my fame. You want his game? Let's talk.
You don't know this kid. So why do you care?
It's really no big. I won it fair and square.
18-Volt: I was on my way home. Saw this kid looking sad.
Wondered what was wrong, and I thought I should ask.
You say the game is yours. I won't debate facts.
But maybe my rappin' skills could win it back.
13-Amp: My rhymes are epic and my beats are tight.
With your subpar bars, this won't be a fair fight.
You wanna take that gamble, then hey, let's go.
Enough preamble. Time for the show.
18-Volt: Maybe you think there's no one better than you.
But if you beat me, I'll give you my games too.
Hey, deejay, let the records spin.
May the very best rapper standing here win.
Ralphie: you did it! Thanks, mister!
13-Amp: Wow, you beat ME! But I'll getcha next time! What school you go to?
18-Volt: Uh, Diamond City Elementary.
13-Amp: huh?
18-Volt: I'm in fourth grade.
13-Amp: huh?!
18-Volt: If you ever want a rematch, find me on the playground
13-Amp: Bested...by a fourth grader.
Peter: what do you think about rapping
Natalie: it was awesome, the twist league is coming to end, which means
Peter: do we have our science outfits on 
Natalie: that’s right, because we’re going to the lab to see the girl genius, let’s go
penny crygor: I've finally cracked it!
dr crygor: Oh! A brand-new concoction?
penny crygor: Best one yet! Grandpa, I present to you...Tonally Transformative Elixir!
dr crygor: oh, it smells great
penny crygor: One sip will transform any voice into audible gold!
dr crygor: (sniffs) ugh
penny crygor: It's just the catalyst I need to become a mega pop star!
dr crygor: What? A pop star?! Of course I support you no matter what, but...
penny crygor: So then you don't mind being my guinea pig!
dr crygor: Wait! ... Penny! Oh! My voice. The tonality. It's effervescent!
penny crygor: Hey, it worked! You sound amazing!
dr crygor: I must agree. I-I quite like it. But the taste! It's worse than f-fermented dishwater! Eeeee!
penny crygor: GRANDPA! Is it your stomach? There must be something— Oh wait, I think I have just the thing! This will give your belly the probiotic punch it needs! Bottoms up!
(with 15 microgames finished)
penny crygor: Feel better, Grandpa?
dr crygor: Much better. That really did the trick.
penny crygor: So...the elixir! What do you think? Tell me what I should work on!
dr crygor: Maybe...the agonizing stomach pains?
penny crygor: Right. Excellent observation!
dr crygor: Now...when will the effects wear off? Uh...Penny?!
Peter: and that’s why kids under the ages of 18 shouldn’t do fungi or elixir stuff, the end
Natalie: Well, thanks for keeping us entertained. That was a great story.
Peter: look at the guy sleeping 
Wario: I'll bet half those gamers gave up. What a bunch of chumps! HUH? They cleared eight whole levels? MUST RAGE-NAP! 
Bob Tute: Are we all ready for a bit of touch league madness?
Susie Tute: Yes, bobzy.
Bob Tute: Then let’s go.
Susie Tute: I'm cold! (Crying)
Bob Tute: Oh, cherry doll. You should bring your coat if your feeling cold. (Puts on coat on her) there, now your feeling warm
Susie Tute: Yay!
Bob Tute: Are we absolutely sure we haven’t forgotten anything else?
Susie Tute: Yes, my bobzy. My hands! They're freezing!
Bob Tute: Where did you last forgot?
Susie Tute: I think where we play tag. (Gloves, hat and scarf is on) my hands are now warm, and you put one scarf and a hat on, yay
Bob Tute: Right! (Hops on bus) Here we go again. (Takes seat) All ready?
Susie Tute: Yes again, sweet bobzy.
Bob Tute: Here we go!
(during boss stage)
Bob Tute: this is our chance, we must add toppings onto a cake by using the stylus
Susie Tute: this healthy eating contest won’t be over until...
Susie and Bob: We go for the world record! So hold on people, we’ll knock you dead! 
Ms. Munchly: Congratulations! You've earned the title of Gourmet Master!"
Ms. Munchly: No, no. Department of Ninja Licensing is next door.
Both: what?!
Ninja Steve: Sorry about that. I was in the little ninja's room."
Both: WHAAA-?!
Ninja Steve: If you're here for your learner's permits, we're about to start.
Kat: Now the true challenge begins. C'mon, Ana!
Ana: So full...
Bob: that was awesome! Gourmet master, ninja learning, Phew! we done during 15 microgames 
Susie: now then, after all the hard work eating, what’s next?
9-Volt: Math class again? Come on.
Fronk: You look less than pleased
9-Volt: Yeah, 'cause math's the worst! Wait—who said that?
Fronk: Uh, me.
9-Volt: Fronk! Wh-what? Wh-why?!
Bob Tute: We've been over this a million times.
Susie Tute: Pets aren't allowed in school.
Fronk: Excuse me! I'm no pet. It's not as if you guys own me.
9-Volt: Hey, keep it down.
Fronk: I'm worried, 9-Volt. You really hate math?
9-Volt: Uh, yeah. Kinda.
Fronk: Let's see here. 100 minus 56. How 'bout this? A hero has a hundred hit points and takes 56 damage from an enemy.
Bob Tute: What's his remaining HP?
9-Volt: 44...right?
Fronk: Exactly. Good work. Now let's try the next one.
Susie Tute: A wizard casts 12 spells, and each deals 42 damage. What's the total damage?
9-Volt: 504!
Fronk: A-ha! See? You are good at math!
9-Volt: But that wasn't math! That was just video-game stuff.
Fronk: That's the idea! So just imagine math's a game! An RPG!
9-Volt: It's like...math is a war...and these problems are the battles!
Fronk: Sort of.
9-Volt: Numbers are our enemies. Mortal enemies! They must be defeated. Time to fight!
(After 15 microgames) 
9-Volt: I did it! I beat the game!
Fronk: You're a hero!
9-Volt: Thanks to my...apprentice.
Fronk: Don't call me that.
9-Volt: You know, you kinda make math fun, Fronk. I'd like to...pay you back. You guys Want my dessert tonight?
Bob Tute: sure, no problem
Fronk: No, no. You enjoy it. An old guy like me's got to avoid the sweets.
9-Volt: Huh? Old?! You're not old!"
Fronk: I just turned one last month.
9-Volt: One?!
Fronk: That's right. Want to know my secret? It's 8-bit yoga,
Bob: cherry doll, I am so proud of your touching skills
Susie: thanks, bobzy
9 volt: congrats, 
Susie, Bob: wow!
9 volt: Okay! Let’s sing Come on! (Clears throat) Aeroplane far up in the sky 
Take us with you up so high 
Over the mountains we will fly, 
Like the birds on clouds we’ll lie. 
Over the mountains we will fly, 
Like the birds on clouds we’ll lie.
We will rise up to the stars 
In the air we’ll travel far 
And we'll visit very soon the home of Mister moon. 
And we'll visit very soon the home of Mister moon.
To the stars we’ll stretch our hand 
They will fall like glowing rain 
Flickering shiny spots of light 
To the children’s great delight. 
Flickering shiny spots of light 
To the children’s great delight.
Lulu: (Feeling sleepy) Lulu, the greatest hero ever... Huh?! Wh-what time is it? Oh no! I fell asleep! WARIO'S GONNA GET AWAY! Thanks for the snuggles!
Bob: what do you think 
Susie: It's a beauty, I love that last part where you and I wave at people, and then we kissed!
 
Bob: How did you know that?!
master mantis: Cricket!
young cricket: yes master
master mantis: We must train...harder than ever, pushing ourselves to the edge."
young cricket: right
master mantis: Body AND mind. For we must never neglect the intellect.
young cricket: never, master
master mantis: All this is why I have put us in the gravest of danger."
young cricket: But, Master... Isn't this a park for...amusement? All these rides, so many balloons! Am I wrong, Master?
master mantis: Open your inner eye, Cricket!
young cricket: Oh! Th-that! The Chromaconda roller coaster! Riding a giant snake? Through the sky? At a hundred miles an hour? Breakneck Falls... Master, the plunge! From that height, in those rapids? It's just a log, Master! JUST A LOG!
master mantis: Thus, we push ourselves. Thus, we excel."
young cricket: Incredible. How wrong I was about this place! I am a fool...but eager to prove myself!
master mantis: Then follow me...to Precious Prancers!"
master mantis: Prepare! Will you chase death? Or death, chase you?!
young cricket: I survived, Master. Though barely, This steed, most of all, was my favorite. Hmm, nice horsey
master mantis: you picked up a passenger
young cricket: Whuh? Oh, I didn't notice. Little girl... get off.
young cricket: (sigh) so, what’s next Master
master mantis: the diamond wheel, but first cricket, the trial of the lost child
lulu: COME ON, GIDDYUP HORSEY!
Susie: Hey, bobzy, what do you think of these horses?
Bob: I love them. What kind of horse, cherry doll? 
Susie: a horse that has pink eyes?
Bob: its good we share popcorn, get candy floss, and also, ride on horses, except that (turns on radio) oh my goodness, I love that song 
Danny: Have a great day!" Welcome to Gigantaburger! What can I get ya?
Orbulon: French style of fries, please. No salt. No grease. Cold. Subzero.
Danny: Chilly fries, comin' right up!
Orbulon: Nom nom nom nom. Earth food. So scrummy. So starchy. Hmm... Still hungry.
Danny: Welcome to Gigantaburger! What can I get ya?
Orbulon: A shake. The milky kind with...extra picante.
Danny: Chili shake, comin' right up!
Orbulon: Gluggy glug glug. Too fast! Oh my! Brain freeze. Still hungry.
Danny: Welcome to Gigantaburger! What can I get ya?
Orbulon: I would like to eat 9 Megaburgers, please! No, 10 please!
Danny: Sorry, sir. We just sold our last one. Yeah, we're all out of hamburgers.
Orbulon: "Understood. I will procure the hams you require to complete my order.
Danny: What? Uh... You still there?
Orbulon: I may be a while! Locating hams is risky biz. Please! Burger these hams for me.
Danny: Is that oinking?!
Orbulon: Yes! You are welcome! 10 Megaburgers, please.
Danny: Not a chance, mister! What on earth are you thinking? We can't cook those things here!
Orbulon: Are you not a chef?!
Danny: No! I'm in high school! They don't even let me work the grill! Just get outta here, OK?
Orbulon: My mistake. Come, little hammies
Bob: you know, cherry doll, we feel pretty dirty after the microgame madness, and its all thanks to the hams, or can I say the pigs
Susie: bobzy, you are too adorable (giggles) but this calls for a nice bath before the ultra league
Penny: You know what really draws a crowd? Music! Check this out! (sings) Aah! Aah!!!
Mike: Humans also enjoy novelty and surprise.
Fronk: Then they'll love our creations!
Mike: My games will blow you away. They're simple. Find the mic first. Next, face it. Then blow into it. It's fun to switch things up. Tutorial now concluded
Fronk: I've got pop-up games. They're a lot like me—extremely short. ...And almost just as fun!
Pedro: wow! Look at the people!
5-Volt: Grills are hot! Let's get cooking!
9-Volt: Awesome!
J.J. Tute: What did everyone bring?
Pedro Tute: We've got some hot dogs!
18-Volt: and veggies!
Spitz: I brought the Spitz classic—chicken!
Dribble: I got stuff for s'mores.
Susie Tute: I also have stuff for s'mores too, right bobzy?
Bob Tute: that’s right cherry doll, also, we'll sing campfire songs, you and me! 
Orbulon: I have brought carotene logs.
Red: And save room for fresh oysters. The exploding kind!
Orbulon: Carotene logs are radioactive.
9-Volt: Uh...
5-Volt: Did you bring something for us, Ashley?
Ashley: I brought this... garlic
Red: Aah! Ashley! That's—that's mandrake root! Its cry! It—it can kill you!
9-Volt: Mmm... Maybe a potluck was a bad idea.
5-Volt: Cheer up kiddo! I brought something else I know you'll really like.
9-Volt: Are you saying...what I think? We're gonna...play games?!
(Everyone cheers)
9-Volt: 18-Volt, you just kicked my butt!
18-Volt: No big deal. I just got lucky.
Susie Tute: that was fun, bobzy
Dribble: Ya know, we oughtta invite Wario next time we do this.
Ashley: Did you say...next time?
Red: It sounds like Ashley's in!
Ashley: No, it doesn't.
5-Volt: Then it's settled! Let's all meet up again tomorrow.
Wario Deluxe: Oh! The money! The power! I feel it—inside! Gurgling! ... Building! It's...it's, uh...EXPLOSIVE! Now, do your worst! Next to me, you're all number two
Bob Tute: we're number two?
Peter Tute: we first met at school, then we start our music career
Natalie Tute: and become famous in the console
J.J. Tute: he’s gone way too far
Pedro Tute: his gold nonsense needs to stop right now
Susie Tute: guys, shall we sing a song
Wario Deluxe: Getting too tough, kid? You can always give up!
Lulu: NEVER! Fun's over! I'm taking back what's mine! Hey! Hey, you! I'll take care of Wario here. You go and win this thing!
Bob, Susie, Peter, Natalie, J.J., and Pedro: we're winning it
(the six students are now in pop star outfits and start singing)