Volrec
Smash Lord
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^******** post imo.Well, G-reg, that's because you suck!!!!
I should really stop....
I don't main Falcon, but this is good advice. I only play him because he is super fast and super sexy(like G-reg's mom XD)
Ok, I'm screwed -_-
Stop dreamingg-reg once tried to Falcon Punch edge gaurd me. But he missed by a few frames and I grabbed the ledge and I think he died.
I ledgeteched KoreanDJ's Falcon Punch. I win.I ledgeteched Darkrain's Falcon Punch once.
The epicity was unbelievable.
which brings up an interesting point: what happens if some mod for whatever reason closes this thread.Was that you who did that dunk from the stage at FC G-reg?
if it wasn't I'm closing this.
if he can, then falcon can simply wait for mario to up-B and knee him during the lag. mindgames!can't mario B-up out of dthrow knee,and i can prove it to
****it lol you got me!!!if he can, then falcon can simply wait for mario to up-B and knee him during the lag. mindgames!
i had a crazy dream last night.
it started with me putting a sweet sandwich into the toaster, along with some peanut butter crackers. this kitchen however happened to be in a football stadium, by where the concessions are. So, i put on my jersey, and suddenly i'm playing for the atlanta falcons, on defense. i play like 5 plays, and make like 2 tackles. my late father comes off the sidelines telling me im doing a good job, and to keep it up. the next play i break up a 15 yard pass. the play ends, and Kevin Garnett, who apparently plays for the opposing team, comes up to me telling me i need to slow down, and "take it easy". all play then stops, and i have like 5 people telling me not to "play so hard". apparently real football players dont play to their full extent, and i was ruining the game by trying. the opponents coach then explained why i had to stop. this occurs for like 15 minutes. i go to my dad and say "what is going on?". he tells me i better just do what they say, because football players are rich important people who can "eliminate" you whenever they want. so, the next play they go for a field goal, and miss. i then go back into the stands, where i see my buddy Dan. i was like " dude, did you see me out there? i was playing NFL football! heres my jersey!". i then explained to him about how they stopped play just to tell me to stop trying. he was like "man, all the football playing probably made you hungry. then i remembered i had a sandwich in the toaster! i rush back to the outside and check on my sandwich and crackers. they are still there, but they arent hot anymore, so i turned the toaster back on again. this somehow made me grab my super soaker gun (random?) to protect my food. then, steel bars suddenly come down around me and im trapped. there is mass hysteria everywhere, and all i have is my super soaker. my buddy Dan comes back and is like "we gotta do something!", but i was stuck, so i funneled the rest of my water-ammo from my super soaker to his, and he went off. then i woke up. intense.