Rosalina stood, waiting, surrounded by at least a dozen other prospective smashers outside of the SSB4 fighter room. Some of them were arrogant, sure that they were going to be chosen, while others were sitting on the groung, head in their hands, wondering why they came. She found herself to be the true neutral, not certain about anything.
She knew that one of them- at least one- would be picked for the game. The smashers from the previous game, SSBB, were voting right now- even the ones who thought they didn't have a chance at another game if they didn't vote for themselves. A luma floated besides her, trying to comfort her in any way possible, though it was only working slightly, with it's squeaks and sparkles.
The door to the room opened, and Link peered out the door. They sent the mute out. Cowards. At least he could point to who was going to be in the game, though. He slowly walked through the room until he saw Rosalina.
Rosalina's heart beat faster. Was she actually going to be picked? Her questions were answered when Link pointed to her and nodded. Ignoring the grumbles of disappointment, she followed Link into the smasher room. Nobody was in it, and a portal, green and swirling, was still open. Link jumped into it without hesitation, and Rosalina followed with her luma close behind.
"Hello Rosalina!" A booming voice announced. Master hand. "Welcome to the Smash Mansion."
Reeeewrittennnn~!
Sollux out!