My hair is fire, my aim is true, I’ll shoot three shots, right into you. I wear a band, my coat is red, I won’t back down — I rush ahead! Who am I?

A cactus friend who throws with might, My shots can split — a thorny fight. I don’t say much, just “…” is true, But mess with me, I’ll poke at you! Who am I?

I twirl and spin, then dash away, My blades are sharp, I never stay. I'm quiet, swift, with ninja grace, A purple hoodie hides my face. Who am I?

With bombs I roll and make things boom, I laugh with glee and spell your doom. Though short and stubby I may be, My dynamite will set you free! Who am I?

My turret helps, I’m smart and sly, With glasses round and gadgets high. I may be small but I’m no joke, I’ll zap you fast and make you croak! Who am I?