Corgi
Smash Cadet
Long-time smasher, relatively new to the competitive scene. Born of an addiction to watching high-level play on YouTube, I crept from the shadows to my locals at community college. Wave after wave of challenges preceded me, yet I prevailed time and time again. It was late in the night, the end of the event was approaching, and I, Corgi, with my Link and pocket Ganondorf sat 5-0 with not a single game taken off me... then I encountered... a bad match-up.
Thus, my time was over. I had staked a name for myself, having shield broke twice with Ganon on my debut bracket. The crowd cheered for me, citing "This ain't no For Glory Link!" as I glide-tossed to and fro-- alas, my night came to an end, and I sat with controller in hand, contemplating the events that lead up to my demise. I'd made it to loser's semifinals, and my thirst for victory was far from satiated.
TL;DR, I did really well at my first local. It was rad. Now I'm here. I pursue this as a hobby only, my only intent being to stake a name out as a "low-tier hero".
Excuse me, I mean "bark".
Thus, my time was over. I had staked a name for myself, having shield broke twice with Ganon on my debut bracket. The crowd cheered for me, citing "This ain't no For Glory Link!" as I glide-tossed to and fro-- alas, my night came to an end, and I sat with controller in hand, contemplating the events that lead up to my demise. I'd made it to loser's semifinals, and my thirst for victory was far from satiated.
TL;DR, I did really well at my first local. It was rad. Now I'm here. I pursue this as a hobby only, my only intent being to stake a name out as a "low-tier hero".
Excuse me, I mean "bark".