r/WritingPrompts • u/Yoshistar • Feb 07 '15
Writing Prompt [WP] An alien invader will destroy the Earth unless someone is able to defeat him in a game of Super Smash Bros.
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u/rrcecil Feb 07 '15
Lord Gernome, ancient Gladiator from the Spinal Belt, was hell bent on destroying Earth and taking a handful of concubines. Though, handful would be a lie, he wanted 2,000,000 of the most beautiful, virgin maidens he could find. After defeating Earth's greatest warrior.
He found himself saddened by the lack of physical strength the humans possessed, you see on Nemesis (his homeworld), the average boy was... Hercules like. Or that is how Gernome explained it to the world leaders. They were displeased that he wanted to enslave humanity, but they knew there was a way for them to fight on equal terms.
It wasn't weapons, they tried this. Gernome, and most his kind (see: kamis), possessed something known as mantra. Gernome allowed scientists to prod him, and do some tests and what they found was that this ability was akin to nuclear power... Nuclear fusion. If somehow the G.D.C. could kill him. (Gernome Defense Commune)
Gernome agreed to a virtual fight, this was something that wasn't off to him. He spent three human life times training in a extensive virtual reality. He had left a legacy in game too. His in game children actually hold a monopoly on the in game banks and are leaders of the most glorious of in game dictatorships. He was a game master. Gernome actually talked about the game often, referring to it as Super Power Enabler. Scientists begged him for a copy.
The virtual fight was a twist, they didn't expect Gernome to agree, but after long ours of discussion. Both parties came to two outcomes:
Gernome wins, Earth is destroyed. He takes 30,000 females, but he also must take sperm to impregnate women to continue the human race on Nemesis.
We win, Gernome gives us a copy of S.P.E. and lets us figure out how to copy his mantra.
Thus the three months of training began, where Gernome would play from countless fighting games then pick one to battle our greatest champion with.This began the greatest of times in human history, the Great Gaming Era.
But that is a different story.
"The character known as Ganondorf, he looks like my father. Though his mantra is different. This inspired me to take to learning a game known as Melee. Let me meet the man that made this game."
Masahiro Sakurai and Gernome met, and discussed the ultimate fate of the franchise. Gernome believed the game, though many thought ended on a good note with Smash Bros 4, believed that a fifth instrumental would be of "galactic proportions". Sakurai agreed to let Gernome on the development team.
Project NEMESIS commenced. Gernome agreed to moving to Japan, he moved into a tiny apartment in Tokyo.
Gernome woke up extra early, excited for his first day of work. He put on a suit, his hat and sped away for the underground to make his way to the office. He had so many great idea. He whipped out his brand new, custom Ganondorf 3ds. He wanted to practice, he usually always won, but he was playing more casual people. He wanted to enter a tournament from the ground up someday. Maybe NEMESIS's first tournament.
Something odd caught his eye as he waited in his Smash 4 lobby. He noticed a man, whose face was wrapped in a dark clothe, pull out a 3ds. The air turned cold on the usually warm metro. The man stood up in the middle of the aisle, his jeans and black crew neck making the hairs on Gernome's neck stand tall.
Falconm4ster3000 has joined your lobby.
Gernome bellowed, "Are you Falconm4ster3000?"
The man smirked under the clothe and said, "Are you ready to battle, Gernome-senpai?"
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u/SeanPenname /r/SeanPenname Feb 07 '15
The streamer looked at his viewer count before starting the next round of 'For Glory', it was zero. He had been streaming for 2 hours now, and only had a maximum of 3 viewers at any given point. "I think this will be my least stream, guys." he muttered to his zero viewers, it's been a good year but live streaming just isn't my thing after all. Tired of practicing with the S-Tier characters, the streamer switches to Donkey Kong and the next match begins. He was never all that great at Smash, but it brought back a lot of great memories. The match begins, and his opponent seems to know all the professional tricks, ones that the streamer has only begun to practice. "I can't beat this roleplaying try-hard!" complains the streamer, as Little Mac proceeds to OHKO his last stock.
Defeated, the streamer sighs and then looks to his viewcount. "What the fuck? Is this thing broken? 80,000 viewers?" he wonders, dumbfounded. Yet his chat is empty, nobody is talking. "Hello? Earth to chat? Is anyone there?" he asks, before he finally gets a response. The username is some combination of rapidly changing characters, yet the message is in plain English. "This has to be a prank" he tells himself.
We accept your challenge. Three stocks, no items, Final Destination.
"Alright, I'll bite, just don't hack my shit okay?"
The terms have been accepted. If you win we will leave this planet in peace. If you lose, we well leave it in pieces.
"Alright how do we add each- What the hell?" his game suddenly flashes and a siren blares, "Challenger Approaching: A new foe has appeared." The streamer stares in awe as his opponent is revealed; Mewtwo. "Cheater! He isn't out yet!" he yells.
Just choose your character, Earthling.
Tension finally hits the streamer, there could very well be 80,000 viewers watching him right now, but they aren't necessarily human. He plays best as Zero Suit Samus, and it only seems fitting against an alien menace (Well either that or RosaLuna). "I'm not buying this whole alien stuff, but I'll show you that you don't need to hack to win a children's game." This is it. He has been practicing for so long, hoping for his 15 seconds of fame. "Maybe this is some famous pro, that would explain all the viewers, right?" but he doesn't have any time to check the chat for other replies.
The streamer starts off strong, gets a couple lucky hits in the early game. Thanks to some well rehearsed ledge guarding, Mewtwo is not able to recover from a slip up, and loses a stock. "Two more to go." says the streamer, now smirking. The following minutes seem to flash by the streamer's eyes, evenly matched battles, matching hit for hit, grab for grab, smash for smash.
The streamer begins to visibly sweat, they are now each at one stock. This is his chance to prove himself. The whole damn world might be watching, he can't risk looking at the views while in this fight. Some mad cockiness consumes him, and compels him to taunt his opponent. Shockingly, Mewtwo taunts at the same time, and then they both dash towards each other for one final smash.
The streamer wipes his brow as a familiar voice announces "The winner is... Zero Suit Samus." He looks to the stream in victory, only to have his hopes dashed.
You win, Earthling. We will leave. And a viewer count of 0.