Super Smash Bros. – Part 3
I could see this happening one day. Not the shitting-in-the-pants bit; that’s something we all hope to avoid.
If you look at the way Sam is using that controller that is a perfectly drawn interpretation of how you had to use the master controller. When we disassembled it we made the controller nearly inoperable. The only way to make ANYTHING work was to place pressure on the “sweet spot” just above the start button. But how does one place pressure on that spot when you need both hands to play? Just take the heel of your foot and “Bingo. Dino DNA.”
I can imagine a day when we decide to have “one final match” to determine who is the best at the game. We seem incapable of putting the game down completely. Smash Bros. sort of followed us wherever we went. We took a trip to Montreal one year and when we returned to our hotel at 1 AM we played Smash Bros. for as long as we could stay awake.
If this final match did occur, I would probably choose Fox. My style was to switch characters constantly, but Fox was my primary character. My teammate got mad when I entered a serious match with Link or Yoshi. In general, everyone else stuck to one character with maybe one secondary. Except one guy who used Kirby exclusively. Over time, he was the worst of us. See what I’m hinting at?
There’s a ranking chart online somewhere, where we recorded statistics on personal and team victories. Such was life. The week after my house was robbed and all my video games were stolen I used that insurance money to purchase my own Smash Bros.. Then I practiced at home. For a very brief period soon after I championed those charts. Then I think we stopped updating them. So in a way I’m the documented champion of Smash Bros..
Recognize.
I will gladly accept the challenge of anyone who says otherwise.
I remember getting one of those controllers that had the lights inside. I thought I was the coolest dude in the world. Like when you got new shoes as a kid and thought you could run faster.
You most certainly CAN run faster with new shoes. It’s science.
Challenge accepted. Bring what excuses you will.
I didn’t notice this the first time, but look at the TV in the last panel: Ness eventually lost.
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