How to Write:
"The Ultimate Explosion Final Battle Life or Death Amazing Astounding Epic Fatal Grand Super Smash Brothers Tournament!"
at school.

By tikitikirevenge (I don't think that line needs explanation).

The Smash Brothers socialise among other things

The real problem, of course, is that I have absolutely no indication of the personalities of the people in this story/ Like most writers, I'll simply improvise. Um… Peach has tetanus… and Kirby is a vegan… and Captain Falcon is heavily against drink driving… and I don't think this is very convincing.

Please excuse me while I actually look up the characters' backgrounds.

(Rather blatant pause.)

Okay, it's done. Now that I know what I'm writing about, I shall begin. And… of course… there's no cut/pasting involved…

Welcome to Kirby's Rainbow Resort! At Nintendo, we strive to

(--Incidentally, I'm glad to see that everyone agrees with my description of Samus. I'll admit that I was wrong, and that her suit was actually a ninetieth birthday present, as one of my friends pointed out, so I'll quickly correct that. If I've made any other mistakes, please point them out. I'm a bit rusty with my Metroid lore and all.--)

"Oops," said Samus. "Correction: I really received this suit as a ninety-first birthday present." He used his telekinetic powers to open the door to his room before eating his favourite food, salad wraps, and chatting with his Metroid friends.

"Who was he talking to?" said Marth.

"Does it censored matter?" said Roy.

"Censored censored censored; censoringly censored censors," said Marth.

"That's just vulgar," said Zelda, walking by and casting the prince a disdainful look.

Marth took one look at Zelda. "Oh my censored censored! Is she censored censored and screaming for me to censored censored her or what?" He could already picture all the censored censored censored that they'd have together by the time the romantic aspect to the story had gotten a quarter way through.

Roy ignored his friend, preferring to show Donkey Kong his censored while censored-ing his censored and softly stroking censored with his tongue.

Donkey Kong backed away uneasily before Roy could unsheathe his… er… Blessed Sword of Fire, Flesh and Life (Dex +30 Str +39).

(--That was literal. Honest.--)

Meanwhile… meaning "at the same time", idiots, not "later"; you can't just use the character you were describing again…

"This chapter is so short," cackled Master Hand, "that I could probably produce one a day and continually bump this story to the top of the ratings!"

"So true, my wife – father – daughter – boyfriend – sister – boxing glove – brother," said Crazy Hand in his usual direct manner.

"Better log off before I overuse my bandwidth," said Master Hand. "Even if I am stealing internet access off that poor little author."

"WE SHOULD HAVE EATEN THE SMALL ONE!" said Crazy Hand in his usual relevant manner.

"Hi," said Marth, blatantly contradicting the message I'm trying to give you.

"Aren't you somewhere else right now?" said Master Hand.

"Yes," said Marth. "I have a question."

"JINGLE BELLS!" said Crazy Hand.

"What is that question?" said Master Hand to Marth.

"LOVE IS A PRETTY SPIKE BED?" said Crazy Hand.

"When does the fighting start?"

"PREFERABLY NEXT CHAPTER, DEARIE!" said Crazy Hand.

"Ignore him," said Master Hand. "What he says has no relevance outside of his cast role as an idiot. His dialogue isn't a secret message from the author."

"OKAY!" said Crazy Hand. "WHAT MASTER HAND JUST SAID (VIRGINIA) IS ABSOLUTELY TRUE (PINEAPPLE). DON'T ARGUE THE POINT IN YOUR REVIEW! BUY MY HAMSTER!"
"Well," we've all settled in," said Zelda.

"Yes." said. Mario (I do think that this place is-a rather nice"

"Yes said Donkey Kong. "Very nice indeed."

Next chapter: it's what you all were waiting for (--in the author's fantasy world. I know you aren't reading this. And I know that you reviewers are just bots.--)… it's: the FIGHTS!

No, correction, there's more dialogue.
See? I contradicted myself like I'm supposed to. Happy now?