Hey yo, why have I only one review so far?!! Sheesh, I truly my story's not
THAT far-fetched! Anyway, to those who are reading my fic, here's the first
battle of my SSBM reigning tournament.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this fic except for my clone (Noah), Charlie, Robert, Jessie, Sarah, JB, Ben, Matthew, Werewave (that's right, he's not real- I don't even really KNOW anything about a GB cellphone coming out soon, or of anything else that is supposed to happen in 2006), Aaron, Selene, or Hairday. I'm borrowing everything else, including my neighbor's dog, Buck (don't ask why he's in here with the rest).
Chapter 2: Unknown Kid JB vs. All-Star Classic Mario Mario
The next day Mario and JB both wake up with a sign posted to their doors that gives them instructions to the grounds of the stadium. The two competitors quietly disappear before anyone else wakes up to find them missing. Soon MH makes an announcement over the intercom.
MH: RISE AND SHINE!!! THE TOURNAMENTS IN LESS THAN 2 HOURS, AND NO ONE'S EVEN UP YET? SHAME, SHAME.AW, WELL, JUST REPORT TO THE STADIUM AS SOON AS POSSIBLE IF YOU WISH TO SEE HOW YOUR FELLOW SMASHERS FARE.
Unfortunately, the only smashers that got up were Luigi, Peach, and Samus. Besides, who could really care about a plumber except his friends or a strange-looking boy with a rocket launcher attached to his arm except for someone else with a gun-arm?
Anyway, the arena for today was another classic Greek Coliseum- the kickoff stadium for every tournament that the smashers faced off in. The towering circle was filled with thousands of eager spectators and money-hoggers jotting down bets for who was going to win this and that battle. The two fighters for the day were not yet in sight, but they were there, waiting in the tunnels leading up to the surface, both pumped up and ready to go thirty rounds with Gigabowser. Finally, the Master Hand floated down to the rocky surface of the battlefield.
MH: Welcome, ladies and gentleman, to our first ever Super Smash Brothers Melee Reigning Cup Tournament! We've gathered everything we needed to get this thing alive and kicking and are looking forward to see where this new franchise will go. Besides, I just can't wait to give some of our new fighters a chance to taste a punch or two. How 'bout you all out there?
Spectators: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! YEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!
MH: Well good, because today, folks, we've got a hero in the making facing off against a classic legend. Now they're not anything of the extraordinary when it comes to their fighting skills- no Samus Aran or Captain Falcon will be out here sending their foes flying out of the arena. Sorry folks!
Spectators: Awwwwwwww.
MH: But hey! These two will at least be exciting to watch, due to the fact that they're both very even up. First off, our new face for today is a young boy who has yet to face any true evil, but the nightmares he constantly has just about every night have built up his intensity level just enough to make him the quickest and the cleverest of all of the kid- fighters I've seen in my day. Spectators from everywhere around the universe, please welcome.Joral Benson, the youngest gun-bearer all-time!
The young challenger excitedly darted out of the threshold of the deep, dark tunnel from where he was nervously anticipating the start and held up his rocket launcher for everyone to see. Everyone in the stands gave him a round of applause as he pranced around the coliseum showing off his left arm. Mario watched with growing arrogance.
Mario: A showoff eh? Youlla see what Ia do toa showoffs!
MH: And now, allow me to introduce Nintendo's most famous gaming mascot. He's ventured far and near, from 2-D castles to full-rendered islands. Fans of young and old, let's all give Mario a hand!
Not to MH's surprise, the crowds gave Mario much more than just a hand. Once Mario stepped out from his tunnel, everyone from all ends and corners of the circle erupted in cheers, applause, and chants. JB shivered at the attention Mario was receiving. To him, the attention was a sign that Mario was going to be really tough to beat. He wasted no time in readying his rocket launcher-arm while Mario crouched down into his fighting stance. The two were ready to go, the crowd was silent, Master Hand was off to the side, and.
MH: Ready.
JB glared at his opponent up ahead; Mario shared the glare with the amateur only yards away. The crowd was silent.
MH: FIGHT!
Mario immediately jumped forward, but JB hung in his position and kept the barrel of his rocket launcher steady with the short, stubby plumber soaring through the air. Once his aim connected, JB launched a rocket hurtling toward his opponent, but Mario turned his high jump into a somersault and rolled inches above the rocket, missing it narrowly. JB saw Mario coming down upon him and rolled to the right. He got back up in time to see a fireball heading his way from the left. JB jumped into the air just in time to avoid the on-coming projectile, but was unfortunate as Mario sent off another fireball seconds after his trick-shot and successfully pinpointed JB in the chest. The young fighter flew back twenty yards and onto the ground with a loud, painful "THUD!". Seeing his advantage, Mario pounced onto his unlucky opponent and started pounding away with regular punches in the face. JB, however, found no pain in getting his head bashed in and simply held up his left arm to Mario's side and, using his mind, transformed the rocket launcher through a blinding flash of emerald light into a saber! He furiously jabbed the plumber harshly in the ribs and kicked him off.
Mario stumbled off of his feet and back to the ground while JB, enraged, hopped back up and took his turn upon the off-guard classic hero. In an instant his left arm transformed into a heavy metal pole with which JB used to knock Mario's square head around from side to side. The Italian midget's blackened eyes soon began to close as JB continued on with the pummeling, who kept on checking around himself to make sure that Mario wasn't about to pull something. Becoming exhausted from the tiring barrage of attacks he was unleashing, JB hesitated just for a second.BOOM! JB stumbled back to see Mario standing on his feet once again. So Master Hand was right. They were dead-on even! JB quickly changed his staff into an assault rifle and began firing at the red janitor, who was able to avoid the firing as he somersaulted right overt and behind JB's back, but just as Mario made his landing JB turned around in a blinding cyclone of speed and smacked the pudgy guy straight off the ground with the steel of his rifle. With Mario down, JB did not hesitate to let the bullets flow into his fierce opponent. Mario, although under heavy and agonizing fire, was able to rise again and began to spin himself at a quick, rapid pace. He began spinning so fast by now that he was deflecting all of JB's bullets into different directions. The inexperienced rookie could see that his attack was no use and transformed his assault rifle into a shield.
Mario finally reached the fastest point of his spin's velocity and launched himself into the protected ten-year-old. Unfortunately for JB, Mario's tornado attack was fast enough to throw his shield-arm to the side and whip him up in only a matter of nanoseconds. JB watched the world fly by him as he spun across the entire coliseum along with Mario in his tornado of doom. His surroundings just continued to pick up speed.he was spinning faster.and faster.so fast he thought he was going to black out.and finally he was lifted out of the whirling wind and shot into a low-rise wall.
JB's lungs busted open inside his cracked ribs and sunk down to his stomach, as the poor kid slid down the slide of the wall and back to the ground, the wall now decorated with his own blood. JB was burning up everywhere.his heart was barely pumping anymore blood, which drifted out of his torn arteries anyway. JB had apparently been placed under a life- threatening situation- a situation he had experienced so many times in his nightmares, but never in real life. that is, before now. He could hear the soft clatter of Mario's leather boots against the dusty surface of the stadium closing in for the kill. He never thought that he'd have to fight for his life in this tournament, but he knew now. If that fact was a fist, it'd split his skull right open and crush his brain. He knew now that death was inescapable.Mario was already on his way over, probably even standing overhead right now, watching his poor, wretched opponent choking on his own blood organized in a pool that was two sizes too large for his own head. He knew it was all over, so he just closed his bruised eyes.and waited.
Suddenly, something happened. His heart began to throb again, and his brain began to function normally. JB still couldn't breathe, but.did he really need to breathe right now? Although without air, he was once again a working machine, a dancing tiger, a-
Mario: You really thought you coulda beat me withouta any experience? JB remained silent and played possum in the messy red pools of his own. A liveliness began to stir deep inside.
Mario: Sheesh! Ya kids thinka you canna gat away wita anything these-a days! Not respecting any of youra elders!
.a strange sort of power was brewing.
Mario: Weela I'ma gonna changea things righta herea and NOW!
The black and blue plumber immediately smashed his fists into JB's torn body. The power JB felt was now swelling up inside both his mind and heart.a surge of rage.
Mario continued to beat upon the dying kid with countless punching and kicking combos, not forgetting to throw in a few fireballs as well. He soon lost himself in trying to tear this kid apart with every fiber aiding his sense of power.
JB finally had enough.
Before Mario could burn JB with another fireball, the kid's mangled body began to glow in an aurora highlight. Mario backed away, knowing what was coming up. JB was preparing for his so-called "skill", a devastating attack based on the fighter's certain techniques that'd drain out all of that smasher's energy, yet do crippling damage to their opponents as well. Mario wasn't sure what JB had in store for him.he just hoped that it was something he could avoid. He watched, trembling in fear, as JB rose to his feet still surrounded by the aurora light and turned around to show a massive chest-wound that was pouring blood out of JB's circulatory system like a waterfall. The major wounds that this first-timer was featuring appalled the entire audience, but Mario showed no surprise at the heavy injuries, for he himself experienced pain similar to that in the past yet got by it all in good time. JB didn't know what the heck just happened, but decided not to worry about it and switched to his rocket launcher. The glow around seemed to have Mario caught in his tracks and a nice blow to the head would make things very quick and easy for him right now.
JB took no holding back in cocking up his rocket launcher and pulling the trigger. Suddenly, something formed around the rocket as it was sent hurdling into the shocked plumber, who found enough mobility to start the attempt to avoid whatever JB had in store for him. The reddish torpedo launched from JB's arm became an arrow of aqua and, although it had gone past Mario already, slowly turned around and zoomed in on its target. Mario could easily see that the attack was a homing arrow and, showing his respectable sign of defeat, stayed where he was.
Mario (with dignity): Very well, then. I shall accept defeat.
The aurora arrow fired from JB's rocket launcher pierced straight through Mario's upper-torso upon collision and, in a sudden white beam of light, Mario was gone.
Most of the audience in the stands, who had seen other SSBM battles and knew how every battle usually ended, stood up and clapped for the rookie fighter, while the rest of the first-timer spectators remained mute. MH appeared in front of JB and made clear of the battle's ending.
MH: Mario has been defeated! JB is our current reigner!
He held up JB's right arm as in to show off his victory and cheers out of several corners of the arena erupted.
(This guy is good!)
(Master Hand has surely done his job!)
(Gosh, I can't WAIT to see the rest of the new fighters!)
As MH held up his arm, JB felt a rejuvenating feeling all over. He looked down at his massive chest wound to see that it wasn't there anymore! Relieved, JB gladly welcomed in great amounts of oxygen through both his nose and mouth. MH then lowered JB's arm and with two fingers shook it furiously.
MH: GREAT job, JB! I hope you're even more ready to face the Ice Climbers tomorrow.
JB slowly nodded and, with his left arm raised high up for everyone else to see, walked back down the tunnel he came through at the start of the match.
Hoped you liked it. I didn't mean to make Mario sound so cruel, but my fights are a little different- fight to the death, that sort of ordeal, except they don't really "die". Also, don't forget to review! The deadline is chapter 5; I need AT LEAST three more reviews for my story to keep me going. I'd hate to discontinue, y'know! So to those who want me to continue this tournament, then - um, Crazy Hand?
CH: REVIEW GOD-SH**TY BASTA**LY F**KING D**KHEADED DAMNIT!!!
So there! Next up is lunchtime and a visit to the bar, where long-kept secrets and emotions are revealed!! Please stay tuned for Chapter 3: First Relaxation.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this fic except for my clone (Noah), Charlie, Robert, Jessie, Sarah, JB, Ben, Matthew, Werewave (that's right, he's not real- I don't even really KNOW anything about a GB cellphone coming out soon, or of anything else that is supposed to happen in 2006), Aaron, Selene, or Hairday. I'm borrowing everything else, including my neighbor's dog, Buck (don't ask why he's in here with the rest).
Chapter 2: Unknown Kid JB vs. All-Star Classic Mario Mario
The next day Mario and JB both wake up with a sign posted to their doors that gives them instructions to the grounds of the stadium. The two competitors quietly disappear before anyone else wakes up to find them missing. Soon MH makes an announcement over the intercom.
MH: RISE AND SHINE!!! THE TOURNAMENTS IN LESS THAN 2 HOURS, AND NO ONE'S EVEN UP YET? SHAME, SHAME.AW, WELL, JUST REPORT TO THE STADIUM AS SOON AS POSSIBLE IF YOU WISH TO SEE HOW YOUR FELLOW SMASHERS FARE.
Unfortunately, the only smashers that got up were Luigi, Peach, and Samus. Besides, who could really care about a plumber except his friends or a strange-looking boy with a rocket launcher attached to his arm except for someone else with a gun-arm?
Anyway, the arena for today was another classic Greek Coliseum- the kickoff stadium for every tournament that the smashers faced off in. The towering circle was filled with thousands of eager spectators and money-hoggers jotting down bets for who was going to win this and that battle. The two fighters for the day were not yet in sight, but they were there, waiting in the tunnels leading up to the surface, both pumped up and ready to go thirty rounds with Gigabowser. Finally, the Master Hand floated down to the rocky surface of the battlefield.
MH: Welcome, ladies and gentleman, to our first ever Super Smash Brothers Melee Reigning Cup Tournament! We've gathered everything we needed to get this thing alive and kicking and are looking forward to see where this new franchise will go. Besides, I just can't wait to give some of our new fighters a chance to taste a punch or two. How 'bout you all out there?
Spectators: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! YEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!
MH: Well good, because today, folks, we've got a hero in the making facing off against a classic legend. Now they're not anything of the extraordinary when it comes to their fighting skills- no Samus Aran or Captain Falcon will be out here sending their foes flying out of the arena. Sorry folks!
Spectators: Awwwwwwww.
MH: But hey! These two will at least be exciting to watch, due to the fact that they're both very even up. First off, our new face for today is a young boy who has yet to face any true evil, but the nightmares he constantly has just about every night have built up his intensity level just enough to make him the quickest and the cleverest of all of the kid- fighters I've seen in my day. Spectators from everywhere around the universe, please welcome.Joral Benson, the youngest gun-bearer all-time!
The young challenger excitedly darted out of the threshold of the deep, dark tunnel from where he was nervously anticipating the start and held up his rocket launcher for everyone to see. Everyone in the stands gave him a round of applause as he pranced around the coliseum showing off his left arm. Mario watched with growing arrogance.
Mario: A showoff eh? Youlla see what Ia do toa showoffs!
MH: And now, allow me to introduce Nintendo's most famous gaming mascot. He's ventured far and near, from 2-D castles to full-rendered islands. Fans of young and old, let's all give Mario a hand!
Not to MH's surprise, the crowds gave Mario much more than just a hand. Once Mario stepped out from his tunnel, everyone from all ends and corners of the circle erupted in cheers, applause, and chants. JB shivered at the attention Mario was receiving. To him, the attention was a sign that Mario was going to be really tough to beat. He wasted no time in readying his rocket launcher-arm while Mario crouched down into his fighting stance. The two were ready to go, the crowd was silent, Master Hand was off to the side, and.
MH: Ready.
JB glared at his opponent up ahead; Mario shared the glare with the amateur only yards away. The crowd was silent.
MH: FIGHT!
Mario immediately jumped forward, but JB hung in his position and kept the barrel of his rocket launcher steady with the short, stubby plumber soaring through the air. Once his aim connected, JB launched a rocket hurtling toward his opponent, but Mario turned his high jump into a somersault and rolled inches above the rocket, missing it narrowly. JB saw Mario coming down upon him and rolled to the right. He got back up in time to see a fireball heading his way from the left. JB jumped into the air just in time to avoid the on-coming projectile, but was unfortunate as Mario sent off another fireball seconds after his trick-shot and successfully pinpointed JB in the chest. The young fighter flew back twenty yards and onto the ground with a loud, painful "THUD!". Seeing his advantage, Mario pounced onto his unlucky opponent and started pounding away with regular punches in the face. JB, however, found no pain in getting his head bashed in and simply held up his left arm to Mario's side and, using his mind, transformed the rocket launcher through a blinding flash of emerald light into a saber! He furiously jabbed the plumber harshly in the ribs and kicked him off.
Mario stumbled off of his feet and back to the ground while JB, enraged, hopped back up and took his turn upon the off-guard classic hero. In an instant his left arm transformed into a heavy metal pole with which JB used to knock Mario's square head around from side to side. The Italian midget's blackened eyes soon began to close as JB continued on with the pummeling, who kept on checking around himself to make sure that Mario wasn't about to pull something. Becoming exhausted from the tiring barrage of attacks he was unleashing, JB hesitated just for a second.BOOM! JB stumbled back to see Mario standing on his feet once again. So Master Hand was right. They were dead-on even! JB quickly changed his staff into an assault rifle and began firing at the red janitor, who was able to avoid the firing as he somersaulted right overt and behind JB's back, but just as Mario made his landing JB turned around in a blinding cyclone of speed and smacked the pudgy guy straight off the ground with the steel of his rifle. With Mario down, JB did not hesitate to let the bullets flow into his fierce opponent. Mario, although under heavy and agonizing fire, was able to rise again and began to spin himself at a quick, rapid pace. He began spinning so fast by now that he was deflecting all of JB's bullets into different directions. The inexperienced rookie could see that his attack was no use and transformed his assault rifle into a shield.
Mario finally reached the fastest point of his spin's velocity and launched himself into the protected ten-year-old. Unfortunately for JB, Mario's tornado attack was fast enough to throw his shield-arm to the side and whip him up in only a matter of nanoseconds. JB watched the world fly by him as he spun across the entire coliseum along with Mario in his tornado of doom. His surroundings just continued to pick up speed.he was spinning faster.and faster.so fast he thought he was going to black out.and finally he was lifted out of the whirling wind and shot into a low-rise wall.
JB's lungs busted open inside his cracked ribs and sunk down to his stomach, as the poor kid slid down the slide of the wall and back to the ground, the wall now decorated with his own blood. JB was burning up everywhere.his heart was barely pumping anymore blood, which drifted out of his torn arteries anyway. JB had apparently been placed under a life- threatening situation- a situation he had experienced so many times in his nightmares, but never in real life. that is, before now. He could hear the soft clatter of Mario's leather boots against the dusty surface of the stadium closing in for the kill. He never thought that he'd have to fight for his life in this tournament, but he knew now. If that fact was a fist, it'd split his skull right open and crush his brain. He knew now that death was inescapable.Mario was already on his way over, probably even standing overhead right now, watching his poor, wretched opponent choking on his own blood organized in a pool that was two sizes too large for his own head. He knew it was all over, so he just closed his bruised eyes.and waited.
Suddenly, something happened. His heart began to throb again, and his brain began to function normally. JB still couldn't breathe, but.did he really need to breathe right now? Although without air, he was once again a working machine, a dancing tiger, a-
Mario: You really thought you coulda beat me withouta any experience? JB remained silent and played possum in the messy red pools of his own. A liveliness began to stir deep inside.
Mario: Sheesh! Ya kids thinka you canna gat away wita anything these-a days! Not respecting any of youra elders!
.a strange sort of power was brewing.
Mario: Weela I'ma gonna changea things righta herea and NOW!
The black and blue plumber immediately smashed his fists into JB's torn body. The power JB felt was now swelling up inside both his mind and heart.a surge of rage.
Mario continued to beat upon the dying kid with countless punching and kicking combos, not forgetting to throw in a few fireballs as well. He soon lost himself in trying to tear this kid apart with every fiber aiding his sense of power.
JB finally had enough.
Before Mario could burn JB with another fireball, the kid's mangled body began to glow in an aurora highlight. Mario backed away, knowing what was coming up. JB was preparing for his so-called "skill", a devastating attack based on the fighter's certain techniques that'd drain out all of that smasher's energy, yet do crippling damage to their opponents as well. Mario wasn't sure what JB had in store for him.he just hoped that it was something he could avoid. He watched, trembling in fear, as JB rose to his feet still surrounded by the aurora light and turned around to show a massive chest-wound that was pouring blood out of JB's circulatory system like a waterfall. The major wounds that this first-timer was featuring appalled the entire audience, but Mario showed no surprise at the heavy injuries, for he himself experienced pain similar to that in the past yet got by it all in good time. JB didn't know what the heck just happened, but decided not to worry about it and switched to his rocket launcher. The glow around seemed to have Mario caught in his tracks and a nice blow to the head would make things very quick and easy for him right now.
JB took no holding back in cocking up his rocket launcher and pulling the trigger. Suddenly, something formed around the rocket as it was sent hurdling into the shocked plumber, who found enough mobility to start the attempt to avoid whatever JB had in store for him. The reddish torpedo launched from JB's arm became an arrow of aqua and, although it had gone past Mario already, slowly turned around and zoomed in on its target. Mario could easily see that the attack was a homing arrow and, showing his respectable sign of defeat, stayed where he was.
Mario (with dignity): Very well, then. I shall accept defeat.
The aurora arrow fired from JB's rocket launcher pierced straight through Mario's upper-torso upon collision and, in a sudden white beam of light, Mario was gone.
Most of the audience in the stands, who had seen other SSBM battles and knew how every battle usually ended, stood up and clapped for the rookie fighter, while the rest of the first-timer spectators remained mute. MH appeared in front of JB and made clear of the battle's ending.
MH: Mario has been defeated! JB is our current reigner!
He held up JB's right arm as in to show off his victory and cheers out of several corners of the arena erupted.
(This guy is good!)
(Master Hand has surely done his job!)
(Gosh, I can't WAIT to see the rest of the new fighters!)
As MH held up his arm, JB felt a rejuvenating feeling all over. He looked down at his massive chest wound to see that it wasn't there anymore! Relieved, JB gladly welcomed in great amounts of oxygen through both his nose and mouth. MH then lowered JB's arm and with two fingers shook it furiously.
MH: GREAT job, JB! I hope you're even more ready to face the Ice Climbers tomorrow.
JB slowly nodded and, with his left arm raised high up for everyone else to see, walked back down the tunnel he came through at the start of the match.
Hoped you liked it. I didn't mean to make Mario sound so cruel, but my fights are a little different- fight to the death, that sort of ordeal, except they don't really "die". Also, don't forget to review! The deadline is chapter 5; I need AT LEAST three more reviews for my story to keep me going. I'd hate to discontinue, y'know! So to those who want me to continue this tournament, then - um, Crazy Hand?
CH: REVIEW GOD-SH**TY BASTA**LY F**KING D**KHEADED DAMNIT!!!
So there! Next up is lunchtime and a visit to the bar, where long-kept secrets and emotions are revealed!! Please stay tuned for Chapter 3: First Relaxation.