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?

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?

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?

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?