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From dark screens devoid of action to scenes full of physicality, the commercial starts with a frivolous Fighting-type boisterously bouncing on his bed, showing his physical self even in sites of sleep while sounds of drums and guitars suit the rowdy Riolu rocking plain pampers.
“If this bouncy boy’s anything to go by, those little Fighting-types love to get physical!” says a certain voice seconds later.
Quickly confirming such claims, the Fighting-type uses his crib to further physical feats as he commences the climb out, adoring all the dexterity and strength such daring deeds demand. Gracefully getting his little legs over the bars, the baby boy then joyfully jumps and lightly lands on the floor, but even as smiles and giggles follow this success, the narrator’s next words show more action awaits.
“And so, it’s no surprise these little fellas need lots of play every day!”
“Hehehehe!”
With neither kid nor commercial wanting to waste any time, the Riolu runs right out of his room with his back in view, the camera dynamically keeping up with the diaper-clad kid as it cuts to a frontside shot of him stomping down the stairs, then back to his backside when he dashes to the living room, and finally flipping to the front as he soon comes to a stop.
“Teddy! Teddy!”
The shot swiftly shifts to a brown teddy bear bigger than the boy himself, a smiling stuffy with softness so suited for cuddles and hugs. But, as both animal and audience will soon find out, the tot wants to do a different take on such an embrace.
“But, when those Fighting-types are having fun, play can get a bit….rough.”
SLAM!
Right after that last word, the little Riolu suddenly tackles his teddy, playfully laughing as pinned plushies become wrestling partners and shots show smiles from both baby and bear. With such roughhousing still a rather wholesome sight, another cut keeps that playful theme as the next scene shows more play from the padded pup.
“Yah! Yah! Hiyah!”
Now attacking the intangible, he’s seen striking the air with an assault of punches and kicks, all while the kid’s cute kiais keep silly vibes alive. But, even with the upbeat music making a comeback, those watching will soon realize things will get roughed up once again.
“And, when they’re not wrecking what’s around them, Fighting-type tots tend to rough themselves up from time to time. Wanna know why?” the narrator asks.
“Hiiiiiyah!”
FWOOOOSH!
The Riolu then attempts an ambitious roundhouse kick, but such swift and graceful movements are just as swiftly stopped by the limits of little kid coordination.
“Woah! Wooooah!”
Teetering and tottering from this one footed feat, the boy quickly loses his balance, and since not even Fighting-types can fight the forces of gravity, it’s only a matter of time until…
“Oof!”
…the toddler falls right on his tailbone, causing the music to unceremoniously stop once more. Slowly standing again, as the Riolu slightly winces and rubs his bottom, the speaker’s rhetorical question roughly receives its answer.
“Because plain diapers don’t protect their tushies. For such physical fellas, they simply aren’t soft enough to suit their needs.” they say before the camera cuts to the kid’s backside.
BRAAAAAAAAAP!!!
Following such falls is another boom from his bottom as boisterous bowels become the background music, and so the boy getting back up now faces familiar feelings from back down.
“Mmmmmph!”
SLUUUUUUUMP!!!
Succumbing to such signals, sudden squats show another force he can’t fight as a sizable solid plops into his pampers, but even with heavy pressure now purged, the absence of upbeat music shows the Riolu isn’t really relieved.
“Even when those diapers deal with deposits, things aren’t any less rough for those rowdy rascals. How are they meant to move around when all that sag weighs them down?” the narrator adds.
Looking down at the large protrusion in his pants with disapproval, so too does the Riolu silently wonder why his diapers must feel so weighty when poopy makes them droopy, why bowel movements only end up limiting movement. With poutier faces following the discontent crossing of arms, it’s clear the little one doesn’t like that he can’t be at his most dynamic until mommy or daddy changes his diaper, on top of the fact such trips to the table bring about immense immobility. Fortunately, amidst much sag and no spirit, the speaker has a solution..
“It’s time for a diaper that suits their fighting spirit!”
Pairing the resurgence of playful music is the Riolu’s promotion from plain white pampers as those of bolder blacks are now seen on his bottom, and with determination returned by a new diaper, the kid now cracks a confident smile.
“Introducing Baby Black Belts, the diaper for your dynamic Fighting-type!” the speaker emphatically announces.
“Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah! Hiyah!”
Like a master of martial arts, the commercial makes its moves with great speed and precision as the Riolu resumes his punching and kicking performance with far faster flurries.
“Your eyes don’t deceive you! This fella’s moving faster than ever!” the speaker swiftly states. “With their lightweight fit around the waist, nothing’s stopping your baby from being nimble!”
“Hiiiiiyah!”
FWOOOOSH!
The roundhouse kick then makes its comeback, and while smoother and faster than the first time, it’s still such a bold move for such a little baby boy.
“Woah! Wooooah!”
The struggle to keep his footing repeats following this tricky technique, but instead of such falls faulting the toddler for trying, they simply show the Riolu’s got room for error.
“Oof!”
“Of course, your little fella will still have their share of falls and stumbles, but that’s no problem! They may have been down for the count in regular diapers, but with the superior softness of Baby Black Belts, your rascal’s always ready for another round!” says the speaker shortly after that stumble.
Proving the padded pup isn’t in any pain, he stands right back up without rubbing his bottom, making that previous poopy problem the only matchup left.
BRAAAAAAAAAP!!!
Flatulence lets both the kid and the crowd know he’s gotta go, but despite the big pressure way down, the speaker insists that won’t bring the boy down.
“Now for the knockout punch! What’s done in regular diapers often puts playtime on pause, but with Baby Black Belts, all that sag’s no longer a drag!”
SLUUUUUUUMP!!!
As the toddler takes a dump, his diaper shows that same sag and slump, only now, pouty faces don’t follow once he’s finished pooping his pampers. The stinky pup up still more than prepared for play, the shot slightly then slightly zooms out to show him eyeing a familiar friend, the cuddly companion who could never say no to a kid’s playful pursuits.
“Teddy! Teddy!”
As the Riolu runs right at them, some may assume the teddy is fated for another forceful tackle, but while physical feats are still at play, the program figures it’s about time for tenderness after several rougher scenes. Thoroughly showing strong affection supplements a Fighting-type’s strength and spirit, the little boy then lifts the big fluffy fella off the floor and gives his teddy a big bear hug.
“Hehehehe!”
Lively laughter and giggles swiftly fill the air, showing saggy and stinky diapers aren’t a bother to baby or bear. With the program now at a point both playful and pure, with the shot set on something so sweet and precious, the commercial is satisfied to conclude now that scenes both rough and soft balance each other out.
“Baby Black Belts. The best fit for physical fellas.”
Before the screen fully fades to black, said brand and slogan appear in black font, keeping wholesome shots in sight until the commercial closes out.
End
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From dark screens devoid of action to scenes full of physicality, the commercial starts with a frivolous Fighting-type boisterously bouncing on his bed, showing his physical self even in sites of sleep while sounds of drums and guitars suit the rowdy Riolu rocking plain pampers.
“If this bouncy boy’s anything to go by, those little Fighting-types love to get physical!” says a certain voice seconds later.
Quickly confirming such claims, the Fighting-type uses his crib to further physical feats as he commences the climb out, adoring all the dexterity and strength such daring deeds demand. Gracefully getting his little legs over the bars, the baby boy then joyfully jumps and lightly lands on the floor, but even as smiles and giggles follow this success, the narrator’s next words show more action awaits.
“And so, it’s no surprise these little fellas need lots of play every day!”
“Hehehehe!”
With neither kid nor commercial wanting to waste any time, the Riolu runs right out of his room with his back in view, the camera dynamically keeping up with the diaper-clad kid as it cuts to a frontside shot of him stomping down the stairs, then back to his backside when he dashes to the living room, and finally flipping to the front as he soon comes to a stop.
“Teddy! Teddy!”
The shot swiftly shifts to a brown teddy bear bigger than the boy himself, a smiling stuffy with softness so suited for cuddles and hugs. But, as both animal and audience will soon find out, the tot wants to do a different take on such an embrace.
“But, when those Fighting-types are having fun, play can get a bit….rough.”
SLAM!
Right after that last word, the little Riolu suddenly tackles his teddy, playfully laughing as pinned plushies become wrestling partners and shots show smiles from both baby and bear. With such roughhousing still a rather wholesome sight, another cut keeps that playful theme as the next scene shows more play from the padded pup.
“Yah! Yah! Hiyah!”
Now attacking the intangible, he’s seen striking the air with an assault of punches and kicks, all while the kid’s cute kiais keep silly vibes alive. But, even with the upbeat music making a comeback, those watching will soon realize things will get roughed up once again.
“And, when they’re not wrecking what’s around them, Fighting-type tots tend to rough themselves up from time to time. Wanna know why?” the narrator asks.
“Hiiiiiyah!”
FWOOOOSH!
The Riolu then attempts an ambitious roundhouse kick, but such swift and graceful movements are just as swiftly stopped by the limits of little kid coordination.
“Woah! Wooooah!”
Teetering and tottering from this one footed feat, the boy quickly loses his balance, and since not even Fighting-types can fight the forces of gravity, it’s only a matter of time until…
“Oof!”
…the toddler falls right on his tailbone, causing the music to unceremoniously stop once more. Slowly standing again, as the Riolu slightly winces and rubs his bottom, the speaker’s rhetorical question roughly receives its answer.
“Because plain diapers don’t protect their tushies. For such physical fellas, they simply aren’t soft enough to suit their needs.” they say before the camera cuts to the kid’s backside.
BRAAAAAAAAAP!!!
Following such falls is another boom from his bottom as boisterous bowels become the background music, and so the boy getting back up now faces familiar feelings from back down.
“Mmmmmph!”
SLUUUUUUUMP!!!
Succumbing to such signals, sudden squats show another force he can’t fight as a sizable solid plops into his pampers, but even with heavy pressure now purged, the absence of upbeat music shows the Riolu isn’t really relieved.
“Even when those diapers deal with deposits, things aren’t any less rough for those rowdy rascals. How are they meant to move around when all that sag weighs them down?” the narrator adds.
Looking down at the large protrusion in his pants with disapproval, so too does the Riolu silently wonder why his diapers must feel so weighty when poopy makes them droopy, why bowel movements only end up limiting movement. With poutier faces following the discontent crossing of arms, it’s clear the little one doesn’t like that he can’t be at his most dynamic until mommy or daddy changes his diaper, on top of the fact such trips to the table bring about immense immobility. Fortunately, amidst much sag and no spirit, the speaker has a solution..
“It’s time for a diaper that suits their fighting spirit!”
Pairing the resurgence of playful music is the Riolu’s promotion from plain white pampers as those of bolder blacks are now seen on his bottom, and with determination returned by a new diaper, the kid now cracks a confident smile.
“Introducing Baby Black Belts, the diaper for your dynamic Fighting-type!” the speaker emphatically announces.
“Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah! Hiyah!”
Like a master of martial arts, the commercial makes its moves with great speed and precision as the Riolu resumes his punching and kicking performance with far faster flurries.
“Your eyes don’t deceive you! This fella’s moving faster than ever!” the speaker swiftly states. “With their lightweight fit around the waist, nothing’s stopping your baby from being nimble!”
“Hiiiiiyah!”
FWOOOOSH!
The roundhouse kick then makes its comeback, and while smoother and faster than the first time, it’s still such a bold move for such a little baby boy.
“Woah! Wooooah!”
The struggle to keep his footing repeats following this tricky technique, but instead of such falls faulting the toddler for trying, they simply show the Riolu’s got room for error.
“Oof!”
“Of course, your little fella will still have their share of falls and stumbles, but that’s no problem! They may have been down for the count in regular diapers, but with the superior softness of Baby Black Belts, your rascal’s always ready for another round!” says the speaker shortly after that stumble.
Proving the padded pup isn’t in any pain, he stands right back up without rubbing his bottom, making that previous poopy problem the only matchup left.
BRAAAAAAAAAP!!!
Flatulence lets both the kid and the crowd know he’s gotta go, but despite the big pressure way down, the speaker insists that won’t bring the boy down.
“Now for the knockout punch! What’s done in regular diapers often puts playtime on pause, but with Baby Black Belts, all that sag’s no longer a drag!”
SLUUUUUUUMP!!!
As the toddler takes a dump, his diaper shows that same sag and slump, only now, pouty faces don’t follow once he’s finished pooping his pampers. The stinky pup up still more than prepared for play, the shot slightly then slightly zooms out to show him eyeing a familiar friend, the cuddly companion who could never say no to a kid’s playful pursuits.
“Teddy! Teddy!”
As the Riolu runs right at them, some may assume the teddy is fated for another forceful tackle, but while physical feats are still at play, the program figures it’s about time for tenderness after several rougher scenes. Thoroughly showing strong affection supplements a Fighting-type’s strength and spirit, the little boy then lifts the big fluffy fella off the floor and gives his teddy a big bear hug.
“Hehehehe!”
Lively laughter and giggles swiftly fill the air, showing saggy and stinky diapers aren’t a bother to baby or bear. With the program now at a point both playful and pure, with the shot set on something so sweet and precious, the commercial is satisfied to conclude now that scenes both rough and soft balance each other out.
“Baby Black Belts. The best fit for physical fellas.”
Before the screen fully fades to black, said brand and slogan appear in black font, keeping wholesome shots in sight until the commercial closes out.
End
[Pokémon/Babyfur] "Baby Black Belts" Infomercial
Another commercial story caught up on. The title alone should tip you off on today's type. Enjoy!
Category Story / Baby fur
Species Pokemon
Gender Male
Size 50 x 50px
This is a very cute diaper infomercial, and I like how you portrayed Riolu in this one. I'd say it's definitely accurate since its a fighting type, and if I remember correctly... their pokedex entry also mentions that they are energetic fighters.
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