You’d been hearing a lot about this new amusement park that opened a few months ago. Brawler Park. You weren’t normally interested by theme parks, but this? This one seemed to be different.
This wasn’t just a theme park. This was a fighting theme park
Advertisements on local television touted the gigantic roster of park mascots, all of whom seemed to love smacking the snot out of each other and earning medals for it. There were all kinds of crazy locations in the park to explore, advertised as both the homes and arenas of the park fighters. There were places like Space Cuba where party loving space aliens came from, and Jumpstart City where more of the humanlike mascots resided. There was also places like Monstervania, Meadowburg, Robo Factory, Jungle Zone, Ice Ice Valley, New Landantahn, Sakura Academy, and more!
Only thing was, no one knew where it came from. It just seemed to show up outside of town out of nowhere, and immediately started racking up revenue from not only the mascots beating each other up, but from merch sales, restaurants, rides, and tie-in media. It was the overnight success story of the century!
Suffice to say, you were extremely interested in this place. Especially since they were generous enough to send you a free VIP ticket. Suspicious, yes... but you always did love a good mystery.
That’s what brought you to the front entrance to Brawler Park, with its red and gold graffiti logo shining and glittering on the archway above. You could hear the energetic pop music and the cheers of park guests inside, followed by the ring of a boxing bell. This was your chance to figure this place out. This was your chance at a fantastic mystery.
As you made your way through the gate and entered the main plaza you were greeted by the park's signature attraction, the mascots. Oh they were certainly cool looking alright, like advanced versions of the kind you’d find at Disney or Universal or something. The big, glassy eyes could move and blink, and their mouths moved when they talked. Their oversized plush bodies didn't crease or wrinkle like fabric, and in fact some of them looked like latex. They almost looked like characters from a cartoony video game come to life!
“WELCOME to BRAWLER PARK, esteemed guest!” a muscular lion mascot called out to you, “YO! You look like the VIP we invited yesterday! You excited to check this place out?!”
“Can’t say I’m not,” you shrugged, “Where do you recommend I go first?”