Well, the results are in.
Match 1 was a heated battle. It was like a gang battle, all about the dolla billz. 'Twas a tenacious Captain Falcon versus that little mouse son-of-a-bitch Pikachu. Back and forth they fought atop the icy glacier. Blow after blow rained down, pausing only to watch ones opponent be devoured by a great sea beast. In the end it was the audacious Mr. Falcon who claimed gold, but had little time to celebrate before moving on to....
Match 2, which took place in the domain of one Master Hand. Captain Falcon returned, fresh off his previous victory, and looking to claim yet another soul. His foe was yet another Pokemon, Lucario, whose user took advantage of Lucarios % ability(damage of attack goes up the higher his own damage is) to take advantage of the 200% starting damage. With liberal amounts of dodging, and proficient use of Aura projectiles, Lucario was victorious, and we left Final Destination even, par, the same. 1-1 y'all.
Match 3 was a battle fought between the great King of Evil and an electric rodent. Not knowing where they would land, they were surprised to see, when they arrived, that the stage was derived from Metroid. They, oh did they fight, when suddenly the world turned upside down, and young Pikachu was deposited into the lava below. With renewed vigor he returned, and between his smash ball grabbing skills, and a couple of timely stage flips, Pikachu was able to fight back from being down 2 stock to 1 and take the round.
In Match 4, the first match in which elimination loomed like a dark thundercloud, we were able to witness a rematch of the previous match. Ganondorf and Pikachu, again on a Metroid level, were pitted against each other. From the get-go Pikachu utilised his superior speed and aerial manuvering to jump out to an early lead. A brief moment of peace broke through, when the two combatants were forced to share a pod, lest they be ravaged by an incoming wave of lava. Gannondorf managed to inch a little closer but alas, it was not to be, as Pikachu again managed to take the match, and the semifinal round.
Match 5 was irrelevant at this point, yet it was played anyway. The valiant Mr. Falcon returned, and we were also able to witness the first sighting of the white knight, Marth. They dodged, they attacked, parried and struck, but again, Marth's superior swordsmanship won the day, bringing the final score to 4-1. Yet, as Marth left the battlefield one could see that he was far from spent. Indeed, he seemed ready to fight again, ready to take on all comers. Would this be the last we would see of the dynamic young lad? Perhaps, and perhaps not.
Or, if you're lazy and didn't read my epic play-by-play, I won 3-1.
BaB? I've got my eye on you next, brah.
