Prologue
Long ago, there was an online server-based sect of Super Smash Bros. Brawl called Dairantus. Battles were fought, friends were made, alliances were formed and reformed, and hacks were hunted down and removed by moderators and trusted players…it seemed like the perfect system.
But then, over the course of one fateful month, life on Dairantus would change forever…
During Dairantus' first annual Grand Tourney, high-ranking players started mysteriously disappearing from the database. One day, they would be ready to compete, and the next, they would be gone forever. Strung with fears of suffering the same fate as their missing friends, many players, once eager to show the world what they were made of, abruptly quit. But there were some who stayed, some who willingly risked their accounts—if not their lives—to restore peace in Dairantus…
Onto an unknown server came a guild of six brave, skilled, and determined players: grave, i10v3myL1p5, Johnny7, royalpain22, 4NGRYCh|_|k, and their leader, Senshi. Together, they were able to defeat a rogue guild of hackers led by the infamous Dangeresque1872. With the malicious hacker and all his associates permabanned, the missing players were rescued, the tourney was free to continue, and the heroic guild went on to win it all. Sadly, with the danger passed and the competition bygone, the guild was henceforth disbanded, and its members were never to see each other again…
Or were they…?
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"No, we weren't," said Johnny7 from somewhere outside the story.
D'oh. Why did you have to do that?
"What am I supposed to say, yes? Yes, it's all over. Our guild is gone, finito, kaput. We're just six more names out of some gazillion from now on. The end."
Get out of my narration sequence!
"Hey guys," said i10v3myL1p5 from somewhere else outside the story. "Whatcha doing?"
"We're making a prologue," said Johnny7.
"For what? Some kind of lame fanfic about a made-up server based sect of Brawl? There are at least six of those out already; they're called machinimas. And don't even think about giving me that 'seen one, seen them all' baloney. It's been done, right?"
"Feh," said 4NGRYCh|_|k from—you guessed it—outside the story. "Who cares about the story? Brothah, I'm all about bringin' the hurt."
How do people keep getting in here?
"Front door. Ya gotta keep it locked every now an' then, 'nless your mothah's fat."
Was that REALLY necessary?
"Is your face necessary?"
"I'm pretty sure it is," said i10v3myL1p5. "He needs it to breathe and stuff."
"Ya don't need a face ta breathe!"
"Your mother needs a face to breathe!!"
"Your mother IS a face!" said Johnny7.
SHUT UP!!!