When Oscar stepped backstage after his intro, he had thought the terrified looks from the audience would be an asset toward his appeal. Not so! Turns out people do not like being scared when they had not signed up for it. Oscar held it together when he saw his initial score, but on the inside he was screaming. How could he fuck up so badly!?

No matter! It was a minor setback, he had plenty of space to get those lost points back. Their performance just needed to be on point. As their turn neared, Oscar and Robbie Rotten had a pep talk off to the side of backstage.

"Alright Rob, that was a rough start but we still got this. You feel me?" Robbie shook his head, prompting Oscar to grab him by the mandibles. "Don't give me that shit, you're a fuckin' star. You got more performance talent than anyone else in my team. You and I are gonna go out there and nail this thing. Why? Because we're great. You agree yet?"

Inspired by his trainer's words, Robbie's expression hardened. The alien dragon nodded confidentially, and Oscar would nod back. "Let's knock 'em dead--not really though. Whatever, you get it."

After they were announced, Oscar would take the stage with unwavering determination. Oscar stood in the stage's center, raising his hands to the crowd. "When faced with setbacks, weak will crumble. The tough push forward! Robbie the Rotten laughs in the face of adversity! To prove the worth of his power is the greatest of thrills!"

Oscar leaned backward before sprinting toward the edge of the stage. Instead of stopping, he would leap forward over the front rows of the audience. Instead of landing though, Oscar would disappear entirely. In his place was Robbie Rotten, who soared over the heads of the startled audience with menacing glee (Ally Switch).

Robbie circled back to the stage, smoke pouring from his open jaws. He sharply turned to face the audience, firing a motar of poison far over their heads (Gunk Shot). Before the toxic ball could do any damage though, Robbie would follow up with a mighty Fire Blast. The flames engulfed the poison, causing it to burst into a mix of smoke and sparks.

The smoke slowly covered the arena, submerging the stage in an eerie fog. Robbie cackled at the outcries from the audience, his hoarse chortles echoing as he disappeared into the fog. Oscar stepped forward, emerging from the concealing cloud with a flourish. "It is alright to be frightened, in fact you should be. Nothing is more dangerous than the Toukon Demon, Robbie the Rotten!" With that he would bow and walk backward to disappear offstage.

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The rodeo act seemed to have won over the crowd, but at what cost? Josh's thighs were throbbing after that performance. He knew Vitani was the trickster and rodeo lioness of the pride, but Arceus did that last kick ever hurt! He wanted to perform his finale mounted, but he could not. If he did, he was going to end up in as much paste as the floorboard beneath him would. "Vitani can do more than buck like a Tauros! She's one lioness you don't want to paths with!" the Gym Leader bragged after sliding off the saddle and onto his own two feet again. "Go get 'em, girl!"

With a mighty roar, Vital crouched sharply before leaping and BOUNCING high into the air. She nearly knocked her head into one of the rafters at the peak of her leap. Once her momentum had reversed and she was on the way back down to the stage, she fully extended her claws, pouncing like she would upon unsuspecting prey. With another loud bellow, she crashed toward the stage in a GIGA IMPACT that reverberated all over it -- perhaps even shaking some of the spotlights some. Any living thing caught under those claws would have been utterly crushed. She had even shed her saddle; while it had not snapped, the force of her leap and crushing attack had loosened several straps and buckles enough to where it slid off her entirely! Though she was breathing heavily after the show of force, she was still tough enough to remain standing! 

Alright; so far, so good! El certainly wasn't top of the charts; but they were doing good all things considered, and the contest was far from over! And what better way to finish off their performance, than with a bang?

"Yggy's plenty tough, right? But a Crunch or two ain't the extent of what she can do. If there's anything that she excels in, above all else? It's rocking the house!" El called with a bright smile, enjoying the theatrics of it all. "Give us a good Earthquake, Yggdrasil!"

Of course, the Torterra couldn't let loose a full-power Earthquake; it'd be dangerous. But with the contest hall likely being made with bombastic performances in mind, Yggy would still be able to create some impressive tremors - letting the ground shake with a hearty bellow!