The Date: 5/17/2012, approximately 9:00 pm
Who: Juggleguy and THuGz
Where: Mason Hall, room 2475
What: My ultimate plan for Rob's embarassment
It started out like any other melee-fest. We'd played a few games with a few of our warm-up characters, trading games, Rob winning the majority. Rob decided to go serious mode. He switched to falcon. He'd taken the bait. I switched to samus. "Do you want to get 4-stocked?" he mused. I smiled, knowing what was to come next game.
Rob, having wrecked my awful samus, began to feel confident. His trademarked "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" rang through the halls as he repeatedly combo'd the metaknight of melee. Phase 1 complete.
My hand twitched as I moved the cursor over Captain Falcon. I pressed A and smiled. Once again, Rob taunted, "Do you really want to get 4-stocked or something?" Little did he know, his fate had already been written. I walked around the stage, years of sandbagging proving useful, as he didn't suspect a thing. I pretended like I could not achieve the simplest of combo's; any noob would have said, "man, what a noob." Yet this was only a testament to my mastering of deception. Rob cooly and confidently combo'd me. Stock count: THuGz 2, Juggleguy 4. Phase 2 complete.
I leapt into action. Gracefully, I 0-death combo'd Rob multiple times, evening the stock count. Rob was awestruck as I flawlessly executed the most technical of combo's, l-cancelling FLAWLESSLY, at least twice. Rob began to feel the pressure. The room became frigid, our minds furiously channeling all of the heat energy in the room into intense Smash-Chi. Alas, Rob took the death before me. Stock count: THuGz 2, Juggleguy 1.
Rob, ever the slightest bit worried, proclaimed "alright, I'm bringin' it back." But the pressure proved to be too much. He leapt off the stage in a fear-induced insanity, never to return...
THuGz had just beaten Juggleguy in a falcon ditto.
PS: It was on Juggleguy-Stadium.