Pye
Smash Journeyman
If I woke up as my Brawl main, I would first whip a shoelace randomly out and watch in awe as it magically homes in on the nearest gutter and yanks me up to my roof. I would then curse as my shoelace fails to do anything useful if there's a bird already sitting on the gutter, and wonder how such a simple thing was overlooked about my magical shoelace.
The next thing I would do is punch someone in the face, then get punched back before I can even regain my stance. I wonder why my super-hard punch did so little to stun my opponent or knock him off balance. I wonder how I'm supposed to keep the upper hand in a potential fight when my opponent can fight back so soon.
Next thing I know, some ******* in camoflage clothing and a headband is chucking rocks at me, and I find myself unable to escape this attack or get near him so I can relatiate in some way. I wonder why it's so difficult for me to get near someone doing something as simple as throwing rocks at me. The only thing I can think to do is throw rocks back. This leads to a drawn out, boring few hours.
Following the spontanious combustion of my camoed foe after pelting him with enough rocks (which was monotonous and took forever), I am attacked by a man wielding a huge sword. He heaves the blade behind his back in a mighty but slow blow. I attempt to run at him and punch him before his sword comes down, but my attempt to take a step is thwarted as I trip into a full front flip and land on my rear. I check to see what I tripped over, but nothing is there. It was completely random. Before I can get up, the huge sword lands on me full force, and I explode.
The last thing I see is the word "GAME"
The next thing I would do is punch someone in the face, then get punched back before I can even regain my stance. I wonder why my super-hard punch did so little to stun my opponent or knock him off balance. I wonder how I'm supposed to keep the upper hand in a potential fight when my opponent can fight back so soon.
Next thing I know, some ******* in camoflage clothing and a headband is chucking rocks at me, and I find myself unable to escape this attack or get near him so I can relatiate in some way. I wonder why it's so difficult for me to get near someone doing something as simple as throwing rocks at me. The only thing I can think to do is throw rocks back. This leads to a drawn out, boring few hours.
Following the spontanious combustion of my camoed foe after pelting him with enough rocks (which was monotonous and took forever), I am attacked by a man wielding a huge sword. He heaves the blade behind his back in a mighty but slow blow. I attempt to run at him and punch him before his sword comes down, but my attempt to take a step is thwarted as I trip into a full front flip and land on my rear. I check to see what I tripped over, but nothing is there. It was completely random. Before I can get up, the huge sword lands on me full force, and I explode.
The last thing I see is the word "GAME"