DISCLAIMER: Can you guess what I'm about to say?
That's right kiddies.
I DO NOT OWN SUPER SMASH BROS MELEE OR
ANYTHING ASSOCIATED WITH IT OR ANYTHING
OR AnyONE MOCKED AND PARODIED IN THIS FIC!!
Author's Note:
As a real quick note, I'd like to thank Simdork,
he's read several of my fanfictions ^_^ (and I will
get around to reading his, I promise!)
I'm back in business! And the crew's been laughing at
me since the last review.. I'm wondering why.. Oh well,
maybe I'll find out.. **hears snickering** Oh shaddup!
Anyway, if you want changes to the fic such as additions
like the "Offed List" please say so when you review - I try
to make this fic as interactive as possible ^_^
So let's see what cruel fate befalls me today on.. Wait a sec,
who wrote this script!? LINK!? YOU SON--
**the scene cuts off**
SUPER SMASH BROS MELEE
=Live in it and Win a Mansion=
~*~/Match 08/~*~
--Sweet Revenge!--
(WARNING! WARNING!)
(This match has SERIOUS)
(FIGHTING in it and a TON)
(of VIOLANT STUFF.. maybe.)
(At the very least it has a huge)
(battle. SO BE HAPPY BECAUSE
TODAY I PRACTICE MY
SPECIALITY!)
"Day Five. Boy, does time fly! I'm here again to check up on--"
Khan is interupted by an uproar of laughter the instant he walks
into the living room; The whole remaining crew is looking at his
list of votes..
"Give those back!!"
"Guess what Khan!?" said Gannon. "YOU LOSE!!"
"Wha-"
"Like you've said before to us, 'Don't get upset if
you lose; It's what the people want that counts'!" cackled Link.
"I never-"
"Look at this." Mewtwo said gruffly as the list was flung into Khan's
face, the word "KHAN" circled and his votes.
"WHAT!? YOU CAN'T VOTE ME OFF, I"M THE HOST!!" shouted
Khan angrily, an aura of power surruonding him as horrible shrieking
and roaring filled the air. Unfortunately, however, while he wasn't looking,
Mewtwo hurled him out the door and stole his keys, locking the door and
sliding a Legal Document through it which stated, basically, that Khan was
fired.
"Oh, I'll get you for this." Khan muttered icily as he left. "Up untill
now all my pranks have been subtle.. you'll regret EVER voting me off,
mr. annonnymous voter... And your little dog, too!" Khan then pulled
out a Universal-Ranged Phone and dialed in the words "I Kill Stuff."
"Hello? It's me, Khan. No, not Ghengis Kahn.... no, I'm NOT
Shao Kahn! I'm Khan! You know, the space pirate?! Yeah, me. Anyway,
you remember when I helped you get those psychic powers?.. Ok that
wasn't me, but I did give you unlimited funding, so you owe me one.
How would you like to be the ruler of a show..? You can be as mean as you
want, too.. Good, good! I'm in Dimension 48-B, in the Milky Way galaxy, on
Planet Earth, in the big mansion in Nowheresville. Yes, the Super Smash Brothers
realm. That's right. And please, hurry, or they might ruin the place..."
"LET'S-A PARTY!!" shouted Mario as Bowser dragged in two huge
beer kegs. Peach picked up a phone. "Hello? Blissey's Pizza? Yeah, I need
two of every topping of large pizza you've got - and charge it all to Khan's
credit card!" She gave off the numbers and stuff and hung up. (A note to
contest winners; if your name doesn't appear in this fic it will in a later
fic. I will reveal the answer to Fatuus Simiulus on the final episode.)
THE NEXT DAY.....
Everyone was lying around; half of the men were hung over, including
one woman (Samus). The living room, and for that matter most of the mansion,
was a wreck; Pizza slices dripping off the walls, beer lying around the floor,
a few puddles of hang-over vomit, and most of the furniture was turned over
or broken; Confetti and tons of other party items were lying around.
Tire wheels screeched outside as a black Dodge Viper drove
into the driveway of the mansion. A man in a long black trenchcoat
slowly walked towards the mansion. He knocked on the door and waited
for a few minutes. No reply. He rang the doorbell. After five more minutes
he knocked once again.
"Get the door." Bowser groaned.
"You get it." Mewtwo said icily.
"No, you get it."
"FORCE!!" roared a voice from outside the door.
Suddenly, in a flash of blindingly brilliant red light, the door
was blasted open by a magic spell, slamming into Bowser's thick
skull and breaking to splinters. "You'll be replacing that door with
the luxury of heating." muttered the cloaked man icily as he
walked into the room slowly, his face covered in a mask of disgust as
he stared around. "GET UP YOU SLOBS!" he yelled. Some people
groaned; others moaned in agony; Samus took off her helmet and
vomited; Fox was bringing some medicine to help her; and cries of
SHUT UP! sounded, namely from Young Link.
"I SAID GET UP!!" bellowed the man as the entire mansion shook
from his sheer, awesom power. No one budged. "Put a sock in it!" Young
Link said, running up to him. "Enough cheap effects, you whimp, I'm
gonna cut you to shreds!"
"You will pay dearly for your insolense, you brat." said the man
coldly. "My name is Dimitri Aosis, a name you will remember well.
And if you value your life, none of you will ever do what he just
did. Now WAKE UP!! I am to make an example of this puny whelp!"
Everyone appeared in a strange void of blackness and eerie
purple light, much like the void where you fight the Fighting Wire
Frames.
The group was in a huge floating audience stand, overlooking
a huge stone floating arena from a safe distance. On one side of
the arena stood Young Link, who was now wearing, oddly, white.
On the other side of the arena stood Dimitri Aosis, the new
host of the show.
Eerie organ and chanting sounded from out of nowhere in
a dark and gothic battle theme as thunder crashed around them from
the eternal clouds of darkness above.
"Jeeze! There goes the FX budget!" exclaimed Fox, looking around
in awe.
Dimitri slowly pulled out a huge kitana blade (sorry if I mispelled)
with a silver snake at the botton of the handle. "En Guarde!" shouted
Dimitri, his cold voice booming across the empty void.
"You know I think I liked Khan better." muttered Samus, who
had a major headache. "He was so much less noisy.."
Young Link shouted out a battle cry as he charged at Dimitri;
A few of the Smashers cheered. The Kid Link lashed out at Dimitri,
stabbing at the man rapidly. Dimitri cackled, nimbly dodging each
blow, moving like an animal as he crouched and rolled out of the way,
pulling out a long black whip and lashing out at Kid Link's ankle,
wrapping it around his ankle and jerking back, tripping Young Link.
"Ouch, that's gotta hurt." Zelda said, watching with interest.
Before the child could even twitch, Dimitri dashed up to
him and kicked him hard in the gut. He scowled coldly, old
memories raging up fury inside of him, and before the child link
could even take another breath Dimitri slammed into him with the
handle of his sword, knocking him to the ground again before kicking
him into the air and crescent-kicking the child, then jumping onto
him like a cat while he flew into the air and pile-driving the boy into
the rock arena hard, cracking the area around where the kid's body
landed. He grabbed Young Link up by the hair and jerked him to his
feet, the boy crying out in pain as Dimitri scowled coldly and punched him
hard into the nose, breaking it before slamming his boot into
the boy's gut.
"Mama-Mia!" shouted Mario!
"What a show!" Gannon chuckled mercilessly!
"That poor boy!" Peach said.
Dimitri then slammed his knee into Link's alread broken
nose, knocking the child back a few feet before he rose his
sword into the air. Thunderbolts crashed into the sword as
Young Link staggared back into stance, blood trickling out of
his nose and from various other scrapes and wounds.
Dimitri's eyes flashed a radiant blue glow of power, his
voice distorting into an even more malicious one.
"Tempus Fortuna Morior!" said Dimitri icily in an eerie
voice as his feet lifted inches off the ground, hovering by
magic force as he shot towards Link and kicked him high into the air,
jumping up to meet him as spirits shot from the arena, tearing
through Young Link's body as Dimitri began thrashing him,
the child's body violently vibrating from electical shock from
the thunder surging through the new cruel host's blade
and the howling spirits' screams filling the air as they tore through
Link's body, weakening him dramatically before Dimitri finally
absorbed the spirits into his sword, stabbing Young Link in the
gut as a gigantic wave of brilliant light flashed through the air,
the entire void shaking with raw power.
In the split-second that the light disappeared, however,
they were all back in the mansion. Link was in a stretcher,
horribly injured and bleeding as he was carried out of
the mansion. Everyone gasped as the boy was taken out
of the mansion and all eyes turned to stare at
Dimitri.
"You can expect the heating to be cut to pay for both
the effects budget and for all the damages done to this
mansion." Dimitri said coldly. "NOW START CLEANING
OR YOU'RE NEXT!!"
Needless to say, everyone jumped up and began cleaning
despide the headaches and some (namely Bowser) having to
numerously clean their own vomit...
~*~End Match 02~*~
The Loser: Young Link
A/N (Author Note)
"Jeeze, you people kicked ME off the show!
What nerve!! I hope and pray some of you will
vote Dimitri off.. Ack! Hey! What're you--"
D/N (Dimitri's Note)
"I'm officially relieving you of your duties.
And I would like to thank the annonnymous author
who voted Khan off and made misery for
everyone on this show; It is thanks to your effort
that I am here now, Dimitri Aosis."
A/N:
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! I'LL SUE YOUR--"
D/N:
"I'll see you next time as I shape these pathetic slobs into
shape here on..
SUPER SMASH BROS MELEE
Live in it and Win a Mansion!!
That's right kiddies.
I DO NOT OWN SUPER SMASH BROS MELEE OR
ANYTHING ASSOCIATED WITH IT OR ANYTHING
OR AnyONE MOCKED AND PARODIED IN THIS FIC!!
Author's Note:
As a real quick note, I'd like to thank Simdork,
he's read several of my fanfictions ^_^ (and I will
get around to reading his, I promise!)
I'm back in business! And the crew's been laughing at
me since the last review.. I'm wondering why.. Oh well,
maybe I'll find out.. **hears snickering** Oh shaddup!
Anyway, if you want changes to the fic such as additions
like the "Offed List" please say so when you review - I try
to make this fic as interactive as possible ^_^
So let's see what cruel fate befalls me today on.. Wait a sec,
who wrote this script!? LINK!? YOU SON--
**the scene cuts off**
SUPER SMASH BROS MELEE
=Live in it and Win a Mansion=
~*~/Match 08/~*~
--Sweet Revenge!--
(WARNING! WARNING!)
(This match has SERIOUS)
(FIGHTING in it and a TON)
(of VIOLANT STUFF.. maybe.)
(At the very least it has a huge)
(battle. SO BE HAPPY BECAUSE
TODAY I PRACTICE MY
SPECIALITY!)
"Day Five. Boy, does time fly! I'm here again to check up on--"
Khan is interupted by an uproar of laughter the instant he walks
into the living room; The whole remaining crew is looking at his
list of votes..
"Give those back!!"
"Guess what Khan!?" said Gannon. "YOU LOSE!!"
"Wha-"
"Like you've said before to us, 'Don't get upset if
you lose; It's what the people want that counts'!" cackled Link.
"I never-"
"Look at this." Mewtwo said gruffly as the list was flung into Khan's
face, the word "KHAN" circled and his votes.
"WHAT!? YOU CAN'T VOTE ME OFF, I"M THE HOST!!" shouted
Khan angrily, an aura of power surruonding him as horrible shrieking
and roaring filled the air. Unfortunately, however, while he wasn't looking,
Mewtwo hurled him out the door and stole his keys, locking the door and
sliding a Legal Document through it which stated, basically, that Khan was
fired.
"Oh, I'll get you for this." Khan muttered icily as he left. "Up untill
now all my pranks have been subtle.. you'll regret EVER voting me off,
mr. annonnymous voter... And your little dog, too!" Khan then pulled
out a Universal-Ranged Phone and dialed in the words "I Kill Stuff."
"Hello? It's me, Khan. No, not Ghengis Kahn.... no, I'm NOT
Shao Kahn! I'm Khan! You know, the space pirate?! Yeah, me. Anyway,
you remember when I helped you get those psychic powers?.. Ok that
wasn't me, but I did give you unlimited funding, so you owe me one.
How would you like to be the ruler of a show..? You can be as mean as you
want, too.. Good, good! I'm in Dimension 48-B, in the Milky Way galaxy, on
Planet Earth, in the big mansion in Nowheresville. Yes, the Super Smash Brothers
realm. That's right. And please, hurry, or they might ruin the place..."
"LET'S-A PARTY!!" shouted Mario as Bowser dragged in two huge
beer kegs. Peach picked up a phone. "Hello? Blissey's Pizza? Yeah, I need
two of every topping of large pizza you've got - and charge it all to Khan's
credit card!" She gave off the numbers and stuff and hung up. (A note to
contest winners; if your name doesn't appear in this fic it will in a later
fic. I will reveal the answer to Fatuus Simiulus on the final episode.)
THE NEXT DAY.....
Everyone was lying around; half of the men were hung over, including
one woman (Samus). The living room, and for that matter most of the mansion,
was a wreck; Pizza slices dripping off the walls, beer lying around the floor,
a few puddles of hang-over vomit, and most of the furniture was turned over
or broken; Confetti and tons of other party items were lying around.
Tire wheels screeched outside as a black Dodge Viper drove
into the driveway of the mansion. A man in a long black trenchcoat
slowly walked towards the mansion. He knocked on the door and waited
for a few minutes. No reply. He rang the doorbell. After five more minutes
he knocked once again.
"Get the door." Bowser groaned.
"You get it." Mewtwo said icily.
"No, you get it."
"FORCE!!" roared a voice from outside the door.
Suddenly, in a flash of blindingly brilliant red light, the door
was blasted open by a magic spell, slamming into Bowser's thick
skull and breaking to splinters. "You'll be replacing that door with
the luxury of heating." muttered the cloaked man icily as he
walked into the room slowly, his face covered in a mask of disgust as
he stared around. "GET UP YOU SLOBS!" he yelled. Some people
groaned; others moaned in agony; Samus took off her helmet and
vomited; Fox was bringing some medicine to help her; and cries of
SHUT UP! sounded, namely from Young Link.
"I SAID GET UP!!" bellowed the man as the entire mansion shook
from his sheer, awesom power. No one budged. "Put a sock in it!" Young
Link said, running up to him. "Enough cheap effects, you whimp, I'm
gonna cut you to shreds!"
"You will pay dearly for your insolense, you brat." said the man
coldly. "My name is Dimitri Aosis, a name you will remember well.
And if you value your life, none of you will ever do what he just
did. Now WAKE UP!! I am to make an example of this puny whelp!"
Everyone appeared in a strange void of blackness and eerie
purple light, much like the void where you fight the Fighting Wire
Frames.
The group was in a huge floating audience stand, overlooking
a huge stone floating arena from a safe distance. On one side of
the arena stood Young Link, who was now wearing, oddly, white.
On the other side of the arena stood Dimitri Aosis, the new
host of the show.
Eerie organ and chanting sounded from out of nowhere in
a dark and gothic battle theme as thunder crashed around them from
the eternal clouds of darkness above.
"Jeeze! There goes the FX budget!" exclaimed Fox, looking around
in awe.
Dimitri slowly pulled out a huge kitana blade (sorry if I mispelled)
with a silver snake at the botton of the handle. "En Guarde!" shouted
Dimitri, his cold voice booming across the empty void.
"You know I think I liked Khan better." muttered Samus, who
had a major headache. "He was so much less noisy.."
Young Link shouted out a battle cry as he charged at Dimitri;
A few of the Smashers cheered. The Kid Link lashed out at Dimitri,
stabbing at the man rapidly. Dimitri cackled, nimbly dodging each
blow, moving like an animal as he crouched and rolled out of the way,
pulling out a long black whip and lashing out at Kid Link's ankle,
wrapping it around his ankle and jerking back, tripping Young Link.
"Ouch, that's gotta hurt." Zelda said, watching with interest.
Before the child could even twitch, Dimitri dashed up to
him and kicked him hard in the gut. He scowled coldly, old
memories raging up fury inside of him, and before the child link
could even take another breath Dimitri slammed into him with the
handle of his sword, knocking him to the ground again before kicking
him into the air and crescent-kicking the child, then jumping onto
him like a cat while he flew into the air and pile-driving the boy into
the rock arena hard, cracking the area around where the kid's body
landed. He grabbed Young Link up by the hair and jerked him to his
feet, the boy crying out in pain as Dimitri scowled coldly and punched him
hard into the nose, breaking it before slamming his boot into
the boy's gut.
"Mama-Mia!" shouted Mario!
"What a show!" Gannon chuckled mercilessly!
"That poor boy!" Peach said.
Dimitri then slammed his knee into Link's alread broken
nose, knocking the child back a few feet before he rose his
sword into the air. Thunderbolts crashed into the sword as
Young Link staggared back into stance, blood trickling out of
his nose and from various other scrapes and wounds.
Dimitri's eyes flashed a radiant blue glow of power, his
voice distorting into an even more malicious one.
"Tempus Fortuna Morior!" said Dimitri icily in an eerie
voice as his feet lifted inches off the ground, hovering by
magic force as he shot towards Link and kicked him high into the air,
jumping up to meet him as spirits shot from the arena, tearing
through Young Link's body as Dimitri began thrashing him,
the child's body violently vibrating from electical shock from
the thunder surging through the new cruel host's blade
and the howling spirits' screams filling the air as they tore through
Link's body, weakening him dramatically before Dimitri finally
absorbed the spirits into his sword, stabbing Young Link in the
gut as a gigantic wave of brilliant light flashed through the air,
the entire void shaking with raw power.
In the split-second that the light disappeared, however,
they were all back in the mansion. Link was in a stretcher,
horribly injured and bleeding as he was carried out of
the mansion. Everyone gasped as the boy was taken out
of the mansion and all eyes turned to stare at
Dimitri.
"You can expect the heating to be cut to pay for both
the effects budget and for all the damages done to this
mansion." Dimitri said coldly. "NOW START CLEANING
OR YOU'RE NEXT!!"
Needless to say, everyone jumped up and began cleaning
despide the headaches and some (namely Bowser) having to
numerously clean their own vomit...
~*~End Match 02~*~
The Loser: Young Link
A/N (Author Note)
"Jeeze, you people kicked ME off the show!
What nerve!! I hope and pray some of you will
vote Dimitri off.. Ack! Hey! What're you--"
D/N (Dimitri's Note)
"I'm officially relieving you of your duties.
And I would like to thank the annonnymous author
who voted Khan off and made misery for
everyone on this show; It is thanks to your effort
that I am here now, Dimitri Aosis."
A/N:
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! I'LL SUE YOUR--"
D/N:
"I'll see you next time as I shape these pathetic slobs into
shape here on..
SUPER SMASH BROS MELEE
Live in it and Win a Mansion!!
