Jaxen Ross's Greatest Hits: 0:13 Bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh 1:38 To bam and slam this beat bo 2:59 Burn, baby burn, Disco Inferno 4:04 Just burn already, I'm tired of your music!
This entry felt like a cross between watching a guy fight with his grill on an unlucky day and a boss battle. This toy is very durable and clearly needs to be disposed of from the rooftop.
BeatBo on fire: this is great After hours and hours of painful assembly in a disgusting factory, BeatBo was finally complete. Ready to see what the world had to offer, he was loaded into a truck with his friends. Days past, and BeatBo was already sick of being in that terrible truck. All of his friends had been unloaded to various different stores, so now it was just him and some other BeatBos he didn't know. Then, the doors opened, and he was taken into a store with his other companions. Filled with excitement, he was eager to figure out what lie ahead of him. He was placed on a shelf with the others, and once again, they waited. And waited. Day after day, one by one, the other BeatBos disappeared with their new owners until only he was left. Then a woman picked him off the shelf, payed for him and took him away to a place he'd never seen before. But then, these creatures started crawling towards him. Toddlers. The woman activated him, and the toddlers played with him. He was delighted, until they started beating him, spitting on him, throwing him, torturing him. The woman did nothing to help, only cheered. The pain was unbearable. BeatBo was tortured for years, until the infants grew bored of him, and gained new interests. The woman sold BeatBo to a man named Jaxon Ross, who burned and beat him, finally putting him out of his misery. His dying words: "Just burn already... I'm tired of your music."