The Brawl Tryouts: Rejected
Note:I do not own Super Smash Brothers, Nintendo Inc., or any of their affiliates. Phew, I almost forgot to include this. Now I'm off the hook, right?
The Brawl Tryouts: Rejected
This is in a small concrete room with one door and a table with Master Hand and Lakitu from Super Mario Bros. behind it
"Well, I think I'm ready to go; how about you?" Lakitu said after drinking from a cup with the words 'Falcon Punch' on it and looking over a few papers.
"Mmm-hmm," said Master Hand. He pressed a button on an intercom next to him and said, "All right: send in the first victim – err, uh, person."
After waiting for a few moments, a twig-thin man in dark purple overalls and a hat bearing a Γ on his light purple hat walked in. He looked as though he needed some sleep, looking at the bags under his eyes, and his black moustache seemed quite unkempt. He let out a sinister, inquisitive groan and looked at Master Hand.
"So, apparently, you're Waluigi, right?" said Lakitu, reading from the sheets of papers.
"Yep," he said.
"Does that mean you're Luigi's rival?"
"Yep."
"Um, okay; does that mean you've been in a couple Mario Bros. games before?"
"Yep."
"What game did you first appear in?"
"Yep – err, uh, I mean, I was in Mario Tennis."
"Never heard of it."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, for someone like you, I was kinda hoping you'd appeared in an earlier game, not some spin-off for the GameBoy Color."
"Hey, there was no better place to start! They wouldn't let me be in Mario 64!"
Master Hand cut in. "So you're just some character with no background information who got thrown in a game at the last second because it didn't seem fair to gang up on Wario in a dumb tennis match spin-off."
"Yeah, well why you here, Pixel-thing?" he said to Lakitu. "I don't even know what you are!"
"I'm an enemy in Super Mario Bros.," he explained. "They said I could be an Assist Trophy if I take care of all the interviewing, paperwork, and stuff."
"All right," said Master Hand. "Enough of this." He summoned a Sandbag into the room. "Show us your moves."
Waluigi stood for a moment before using a special move he called a Sparky Sticker, which he threw at the sandbag. The Sticker began to belch sparks, which threw the Sandbag into a considerable amount of pain. The effect began to wear out, so Waluigi got up next to it and pulled a tennis racket from nowhere and, while jumping, launched it into the air. He was also able to somehow 'swim' through the air.
"Pretty good," Master Hand said. He summoned a Smash Ball. "Show us your Final Smash."
Waluigi looked at the glowing orb before punching it into oblivion, giving him an eerie glow. He then turned into a human Γ before he turned into an extremely large tornado, which sucked up Lakitu's papers and the 'Falcon Punch' cups before sucking up the desk as well, not to mention the Sandbag. After a few moments of lightning-fast punches to the Sandbag, he let the Sandbag go flying — right through the wall.
The tornado died down. "How was that?"
Master Hand re-summoned the table, papers and cups included. "That was a nice Final Smash there, kid," he replied. "How would you like to be an Assist Trophy?"
Somewhere in Waluigi's mind, hopes shattered. "But why?"
"Well," Master Hand began, "You have a nice fighting style and all, but I think the world doesn't want to see yet another Mario character in this game. As an Assist Trophy, I think you'll do just fine."
Waluigi growled and his eyes glowed. He began to run at Master Hand with an angry look on his face. "Why you son of a –" he said, about to deliver a punch to Master Hand, but instead he ran into a warp hole, courtesy of Master Hand, and was transported back into the waiting room where all the other hopefuls were.
"I think he took that well," Lakitu said, drinking some more Falcon Punch.
Did you like that? Well, there's more coming, but I need some suggestions for characters and ideas so I can continue this story! Please R&R!