Story
One fine and sunny day in the land that Buddies roam, there was a great and mighty disco in a tent. This tent would bob up and down with the music. All of a sudden, a large, flat, grey, flying THING blocked out the sun (The Great Eclipse) and began to drop crates. These crates were filled with all sorts of goodies such as Uzis and Bazookas. Inevitably, chaos broke out and the buddies became segregated according to color.
The Buddies continue to battle for supremacy across the world until they reach temples similar to Aztec designs in the jungle. It is revealed here that the mysterious craft in the sky was actually the world of the Baddies, which are similar to Buddies except for the fact that their bodies are cubes. The Baddies dropped crates in order to provoke conflict in the Buddies and then film the ensuing destruction for a popular TV show. Upon realising that the season finale of the show involves a giant laser destroying the entire Buddies' world, they hijack a rocket to the Baddies' lair and destroy both the laser and the leader of the Baddies, bringing peace and parties back again.
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