Well, it was either doing this, or another "Supper Smash Bros. Misonh from God" commentary... But I think there is all ready enough Despair Smash commentaries here and elsewhere on the Internet... (That and I'm pretty sure it's against the rules...)
Anyways, I wanted to do something with the Assist Trophies. I really feel that they are unappreciated, and need a lot more love.
So, The Prince of Sable being announced as one, last month, made me go out and play For the Frog the Bell Tolls. (Through the Fan translation, and what that entails) It's a rather cute and short portable game, although you can see it's age. I liked it, some of the platforming was a bit annoying... especially with how it did screen transitions and stuff. I was expecting it to be more RPG or Zelda like, all things considered... Ah well.
A note about the prince's name... In the game it's chosen by you, (maximum of 4 characters) however he is referred to as the Prince of the Sable Kingdom. I'll be using Sable as the name. (I would have done that in the game... if it allowed for five characters...) Also technically, there is the accent over the e, just like in Pokemon, but... Just like Pokemon I really don't care about that because it's more pain than it's worth.
Chapter 1: Not like this...
There was a loud deafening applause. Lights were flashing as the giant glove floated onto the stage and towards a podium. Even from backstage, they were able to see it.
"Welcome," the Hand said, his loud voice not even needing the microphone. "Today we are proud to announce several newcomers to the Smashers for the next season of our fighting tournament!"
Another deafening applause filled the auditorium. With a simple gesture, the sound died down. "Of course, we have renewed Captain Falcon's contract for another season!" Master Hand said. The applause started up once again, this time there were people shouting and screaming at the top of their lungs. It didn't seem like it could get louder.
Back stage, the person passed them. He just smiled at them, giving the group of five newcomers the thumbs up to show his support. But as soon as Captain Falcon stepped on to the stage, the applause, the shouting, it somehow got even louder. Amidst the cheers he let out an obligatory Falcon Punch. There were even more cheers.
The five backstage were now perhaps even more nervous than they were before. The first person was a young woman, dressed in armor. She had long blue hair. The next two were dressed in the same dark cloak. They both had white hair. The only notable difference between them was one was male, and the other was a female. The next person was a man dressed in white and red. At his side was a sword. He was a samurai. The last, was a young boy, also in armor. He was rather nervous. He was just constantly shaking, and frantically looking around the back stage for anything that could be used to distract him.
"It will be okay." The female in the dark cloak said.
The young boy just nodded. His attention turned over to someone who was equally as nervous as he was. The male in the dark cloak. He was tapping his fingers against his leg, and shifting around in his seat. The young boy just stared at the male in the dark cloak, there was a bit of relief in seeing someone else also nervous. It reminded him that he wasn't alone in feeling like this.
He was beginning to calm down, when a stage hand came to their side. "All right, I'll be cuing you all to go out." He said. "I've been told you are to go out alone." He said pointing at the woman with long blue hair. "You two," he pointed at the two in the dark cloaks. "And you two." He pointed at the young boy and the samurai. "They want you both going out as a pairs. I'll be signalling you two in the cloaks first, and then later you two. You're to do a quick demonstration of your capabilities for the crowd and then stand up in one of the spots marked with some tape."
The applause for Captain Falcon had died down. But Captain Falcon said something else. "Show me your moves!" And the cheers started up once again.
Master Hand found himself trying to control the crowd, and get them to be quiet, but he was failing.
The young boy suddenly found himself nervous again. There were people out there who would be looking at him. A lot of people. If he tripped or fell, they'd all be laughing at him. He just clenched his fists and began to shift around in the chair.
The cheers died down once again, Captain Falcon moved to say something else, however Master Hand just flew in front of him and pointed at a spot on the stage. The intent was clear. Captain Falcon just walked over to the spot and stood there, and Master Hand floated back to behind the podium.
"And now it's time to introduce some newcomers." Master Hand said. "First up is Princess Lucina of the Haildom of Yilisse!"
The woman with blue hair stood up and walked out onto the stage. Cheers erupted. She reached up, and removed a mask that was covering her upper face. She then moved her cape, revealing her sword fastened to her belt, she drew her sword, and began to slash the air, putting on a show for all of the spectators.
Cameras began to flash, and people cheered. When she was done, she went over and stood beside Captain Falcon.
"And these are Robin and Robin! Both mages, and tacticians!" Master Hand said.
The two dark cloaked people stood up, and walked out onto the stage. There was more and more applause. There were more people cheering. There was genuine surprise from some others. They began to cast some magic to off stage at a target that had been set up prior for them. The crowd just continued cheering for them.
And the young boy thought it would be the same for him. His young bright blue eyes shined with anticipation.
"This is how royalty should be treated!" He thought.
But the truth was far crueler for the naive young boy.
When the applause died down, Master Hand continued talking.
"These are the new fighters announced today. However, we are also announcing two new assist trophies today. Takamaru, and the Prince of Sable." The two walked out. The young prince was expecting a deafening applause, but... none came. There was the odd few people who were clapping and that seemed out of a bored obligation.
The young Prince of Sable just looked around at the various people. He was expecting cameras flashing in a blinding way. There was the odd one... but something in his gut was telling the young boy that he wasn't going to be the pictures focus.
The Samurai Takamaru began to throw his pinwheel knives at the target off stage. And then all attention fell on the young prince. What were actually only a few seconds seemed much longer for him. He didn't actually have any plans. He could always do that but… he didn't want to reveal that in front of a large crowd. He just drew his sword and began to swing it. Suddenly everything around him became covered in a dust cloud. He fought with an imaginary foe for a few seconds and then sheathed his sword. The dust cloud disappeared.
He glanced up at the others on the stage, they were a bit dumbfounded as to where the dust cloud had came from. He just walked up to his designated spot on the stage and just looked out at the crowd. The spotlights mostly blinded him, but it was clear that the crowd had seen what they wanted, and wanted nothing more than to rush home or to their offices to write their piece.
They didn't care for the young prince.
"It wasn't supposed to be like this..." Prince Sable muttered.
The Prince of the Sable kingdom, named Prince Sable, and his rival/best friend from the Custard Kingdom, known as Prince Richard were fencing. It used to be that Prince Sable never could win against Prince Richard. But ever since that adventure he had, he was finally able to best Prince Richard. Prince Richard still won the occasional bout, but it was far more evenly spread.
The two just walked out of the spot where they fought, supporting each other. The two of them just laughing.
"Sable!" A female voice called out.
"Seems like Princess Tiramisu is calling for you." Prince Richard teased.
Prince Sable just cringed. "Why me…"
"Hey, you were the one who rescued her kingdom." Prince Richard replied.
"Just some days I wonder if it was better if Lord Delarin had kept her kingdom, so I didn't have to put up with her." Prince Sable said.
Prince Richard just tripped Prince Sable and glared at him. "You'd rather that nasty snake be with her?"
Prince Sable just pouted. "Yeah." He said. "Delarin wouldn't want her either…"
"You're just too young to understand love." Prince Richard said.
Prince Sable just glared at his friend. "Love has nothing to do with it. And don't talk down to me, we're both 12!"
Prince Richard just began to laugh. "Come on, you should be enjoying your prize for rescuing the Mille-Feuille Kingdom."
"I just want another adventure…" Prince Sable sighed. "I'd take the first one that popped up, just to get away from her… I'm too young to be married."
As if on cue, a messenger ran into the courtyard. "Prince Sable, there is a letter that has arrived for you." The Messenger said.
It was an envelope, with a wax seal. The was seal had a strange circle with an offset cross imprinted in it. He got up off of the ground and rushed to the envelope that was calling him. He wasted no time in opening it up. He read through it a few times, his eyes open in shock, and then he turned to face Prince Richard.
"I'll be leaving." He said.
"What?!" Prince Richard said shocked. "How, why?!"
He just handed over the letter to Prince Richard who read through it. When he was done he just looked at his friend.
"Congratulations." Was all he said handing the paper back and walking away.
"Prince Richard?" Prince Sable said confused.
They had returned back to their lodging. Those who were assist trophies stayed in a smaller mansion that was beside the regular Smash Mansion. However, unlike the regular Smashers, they also had a choice to lodge elsewhere, they would just have to commute to the Smash Mansion daily. There were a few like Saki who preferred to live with his wife and kid in the nearby city.
Sable decided to stay in this residence. It had been about two days since he got here. His introduction to the various assist trophies was rather painless, and his only obligation so far had been being there at the press conference. He just made his way up to where he spent the previous two days, his room.
Prince Sable just looked at his room. It was much smaller than he was used to. All he had for decoration was his shimmering golden blade, known as the Snake Killer, on the dresser. It wasn't much, but for right now it was his home, and it was away from Princess Tiramisu. It was quiet and peaceful.
He just collapsed on the bed and buried his face in his pillow. "That could have gone so much better." He muttered.
And there the first chapter done. I don't know how long it's going to be. I'm thinking it's just going to be a short story. 5 Chapters maybe? I have 2, 3 and 4 planned… Ah well we'll see. I just wanted to do some short stories as a change of pace from some other things.
Note to self: Read through the file in the document manager to make sure you hadn't somehow copy and paste'd the chapter twice for whatever reason, and then notice while reading on the iPad before going to bed and having to rush to the laptop to turn it back on...
Story stats, how many people saw that? 7! How embarrassing...
