hungrybox
Smash Legend
3rd: HBOX
Hmm. It would make sense that I get 3rd at the last melee tournament.
This was...
well, tiny.
The smallest gigabits I've yet been to.
But as I was being upsmashed by Colbol and laser spammed by Chops, I recalled all the times I had at Melee tournaments...The good and bad.
Finally placing at Twilight Showdown 6.
Getting 3rd place 3 times consecutively.
Beating the names which I feared.
Beating those who I lost to.
Getting into a crew.
Placing 2nd in Gigabits.
Getting recognized by the community.
Chilling at Dennys and all the other non-smash affiliated events.
Meeting Professionals.
Making friends.
Getting furious when I lost.
Become exhilarated in the scene.
Beating Lambchops.
Getting beat by Lambchops.
Johning trying to make myself look better.
Johning because my controller actually wasn't working.
Winning a doubles tournament.
Holding many smashfests.
Getting stuck in the middle of a turnpike at 1 AM in the morning.
Getting told that i could go to Pound 3.
Not being able to go to Pound 3.
Becoming jealous of the skills of others.
Being an arrogant prick.
Finally getting over all of that ridiculous ****.
And right when Lambchops got that KO down tilt on match 4 of our set today, I thought to myself,
"It's been a good run. Time to move on."
I didn't want to move on to Brawl until today.
**** the Power Rankings. The only thing I really know is this:
My Jigglypuff is one annoying, gay *** piece of ****. I'm sorry for anyone i frustrated while playing them.
Thank you for Melee, FL.
And thanks for all of the memories.
Hmm. It would make sense that I get 3rd at the last melee tournament.
This was...
well, tiny.
The smallest gigabits I've yet been to.
But as I was being upsmashed by Colbol and laser spammed by Chops, I recalled all the times I had at Melee tournaments...The good and bad.
Finally placing at Twilight Showdown 6.
Getting 3rd place 3 times consecutively.
Beating the names which I feared.
Beating those who I lost to.
Getting into a crew.
Placing 2nd in Gigabits.
Getting recognized by the community.
Chilling at Dennys and all the other non-smash affiliated events.
Meeting Professionals.
Making friends.
Getting furious when I lost.
Become exhilarated in the scene.
Beating Lambchops.
Getting beat by Lambchops.
Johning trying to make myself look better.
Johning because my controller actually wasn't working.
Winning a doubles tournament.
Holding many smashfests.
Getting stuck in the middle of a turnpike at 1 AM in the morning.
Getting told that i could go to Pound 3.
Not being able to go to Pound 3.
Becoming jealous of the skills of others.
Being an arrogant prick.
Finally getting over all of that ridiculous ****.
And right when Lambchops got that KO down tilt on match 4 of our set today, I thought to myself,
"It's been a good run. Time to move on."
I didn't want to move on to Brawl until today.
**** the Power Rankings. The only thing I really know is this:
My Jigglypuff is one annoying, gay *** piece of ****. I'm sorry for anyone i frustrated while playing them.
Thank you for Melee, FL.
And thanks for all of the memories.