Clash-A-Rama: Clash-A-Lot The Musical (Clash of Clans)
CLASH-A-RAMA! THE MUSICAL You’re flat. You could just say “off”, sir. Sir, it’s Tournament Day! Today’s the day.
The day I’ve been waiting to say… It’s a Tournament!
My very first Tournament. The time is right.
It’s finally here, our very first fight! This king feels great.
This king feels free. We’ve got what it takes, me,
to take us to victory! Sire, might I suggest pants? Quickly, Leroy, because… It’s a Tournament!
My very first Tournament. All my challengers
they will be squelched, but, first, my breakfast will be belched. We may need another of those. Fifty more cannonballs, Leroy! We’re preparing for a battle,
not a cheese tasting! Upgrade the Knights and Archers.
This right here is war! Teslas, Minions, Fireballs,
that P.E.K.K.A.’s now a level four! Hey Dad, oh, spinning, okay. When can we talk about our battle plan? An Elite Barb/Hog Rider attack would… Annie, let’s stick
to my plan, ‘kay? Because… It’s a Tournament! Father, no bother, but I gotta dissent. I’ve been down day one
for this Tournament. I don’t want to be contradictory,
but I can help lead us to victory… You’re not a strategist,
you’re my daughter, a flower! Trust me on this:
your place is in a tower. Dad, you gotta hear me.
My attack can make some history! Listen to my orders,
and I’ll guarantee you… But, dad, I swear,
my plan is the key to… – Victory!
– Victory! He never listens to me! Gotta get tough,
and tough times demand it. Gotta use this stuff
and turn into a Bandit! Sir, Princess Annie has run away! Run away? Why would Annie do this to me before the most important
battle of my life? – What did I do wrong?
– Nothing, Daddy! You’re the best father on the planet.
She’s just being stupid. Chloe, darling,
you’re eating your hair again. Well, in the meantime, you do have
a replacement for Annie, right? – Yes.
– Well, bring her in. Bring her in! Sire, your replacement for the Princess! It looks like the Goblin King’s daughter
has run away from him, too, eh? Well, welcome to Team Red, fair Princess. I’m itchin’ to play, to melee,
to whack, hack and attack, to get down, to surround,
and leave with three crowns. I wanna maraud,
but first, I need a squad! Hey, Bandit, you’re lookin’ all alone. Come join us, friend, pull up a bone. I’ve been lookin’ for a crew,
and you guys might do. I might look human, son, but trust me,
underneath, I’m all skeleton. What are you doing?! He has no nerves,
but he still has feelings. I thought we were playing music. We’re trying to squash ants
on his ribs, fool! So, you probably don’t want
to hear my solo then? No, no. Mister Big, Mister Bigger,
and Commander Cold, join up with me,
we’ll take home the gold. Your punches are so massive,
they should be a crime, but have you tried slammin’
with both fists at the same time? I don’t need your instruction. It’s an insult. Go away. We are not for hire. You best be on your way! Figaro, Figaro, you should go!
Figaro, Figaro! That’s all we’ve got to say. Imagine what I could do with three fists! Ah, Annie! Guys, looking nasty,
super sharp in green. Wanna add a Bandit
to your mean green Goblin Team? Hey, girl, you look like
you need a new crew. If you go Goblin,
we just might fix ya. Say, girl, you turn my heart to stew. You get this whole gang
for just two Elix-a! Oopsy!
Let me try again. I’m not even gonna pretend that was okay. Nothing feels right.
No crew feels like me. Nothing out here feels like family. THERE WILL NOW BE A BRIEF INTERMISSION INTERMISSION OVER. BRIEF, RIGHT? Family! Who needs them?
They only let you down. How dare she disobey me when I wear the crown? I like your crown, Daddy! Sire, the Tournament is about to begin. Fine! I’ll just have to go into battle
without my other daughter. Leroy, prepare my troops! It’s going to be okay.
This is all part of your journey. The Tournament! It’s starting! Hey, what are you waiting for?
Come fight! I can’t fight with you… the Blue?
Wait, can I? This fight couldn’t go any finer.
Let’s send in a Miner. If we wreck their constitution,
it just might be an execution… Er! You’re doing great, King Daddy! It’s all a game of strategy. Choosing the troops,
that’s what is key. What in Clash’s name? The tides, they are a-turning. Our opponent is learning. There’s someone else they obey besides the Blue King in his stay? Enemy Log! Who is that? They’re taking orders from a Bandit? Who is this genius plotter? Wait, I know that face… My daughter! The fight is going so wrong
for this king. Can a father rightly attack
his offspring? I know the King, his thoughts,
his plans, his everything. He’s expecting us there.
So, we attack him by air. How can this be? I cannot lose! But my kingdom for a daughter? A father could not possibly choose. Okay, I’m choosing. Fight’s on! Lumberjacks and Goblin Barrels! Target practice for my arrows. Come on, Dad!
You call this a fight? Inferno Dragons and Lava Hounds! I’m sure it’s not as bad as it sounds. And now, my dear,
it’s time, I fear, for you, for Blue,
to meet my Musketeers! There’s no more defending. There’s no more pretending.
It’s time for our ending. I flailed and I failed,
and now our ship has sailed. Wait one minute. We’re here and we’re in it. We’re giving you another chance. And, by the way, I still got ants. We’re here, too.
Yes, all three. ‘Cause, girl, we gotta thing
for your strategy. Princess, we’re here
to finish off this war with two-fisted fury,
and a wild boar. Hog Rider! I think I’ve met my match.
I admit I am proud of you. Wait! Father, is this true? Family, who needs them? I used to think “not me”! We fought and made up,
and now the battle’s done. It was a Tournament! A family Tournament! And we won as one. In a way, we’re one big family,
when all is said and done. We did it all together. – Every single one!
– Me, too! It was a Tournament.
A family Tournament. And nothing’s better
than fighting together for a three-crown victory! – The singing is over.
– Oh, finally. THE END