Brute

After looking around for what felt like an hour, and not watching Klonoa as he pushed his fat padded butt against the crib, Isabelle decided it might be better to go for the knockout instead. She could use one of the crib bars and whack that cabbit on the head~. So, with a grin on her face, she'd walk back over to the crib, finally noticing the new position Klonoa was in. She'd roll her eyes, and try to push that stinking thing.

"Get you're fucking diaper outta my face, bunny. You're not gonna get me with a little stinky cloth you know."

"Ya, but what if I did THIS!" Klonoa blew a raspberry and grunted, and in just a few moments, Klonoa let out a massive BLORT, filling up his already soiled pamps to three times their size and breaking the bars on the crib. In fact, he had shat himself so hard that one of the broken bars struck Isabelle right on the head, and between that and the sudden huff of freshly shat diaper fumes, she could do nothing but fall to the floor, knocked out cold. Klonoa didn't even realize it yet, wiggling himself out of the crib before seeing the damage and hearing a buzzer.

"KLONOA WINS" The announcer said, and the arena turned back to normal. He was shocked, but happy he won!

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[Klonoa: Brute **** Karma]