The Ultimate Melee

The Ultimate Melee

Once upon a time, there was a game%u2026a game so awesome that it sold a game system. The game was known as Super Smash Bros. Melee. The best-selling game on the Gamecube throughout its lifetime and forever will be.
I was at Nick Rishel%u2019s house on a Friday night when he had a gaming party. The other people at the party were Nick Abraham, Ben Monroe, and Michael Mead. We got bored after a while and decided to play Super Smash Bros. Melee. It eventually got to the point where we started to fight one against one, A fight to the death. Abraham and Rishel decided to duke it out on the infinitely growing Ice Mountain. Nick Rishel chose Bowser as his character, a fire breathing spiked turtle madness. It would seem as if Abraham had no chance against this beast. He chose Mewtwo, a telekinetic cat-like monstrosity with the ability to lift his enemies and toss them around and shoot his psychic beams at his enemy whilst in mid-air.
Thus, the battle had begun. Each character started out with 3 lives each. Nick Abraham made the first move by hovering to the platform above him. Bowser has very bad jumping abilities therefore it would take him a little while to jump up to the next platform. This gave Mewtwo an advantage by charging up his psychic abilities before Bowser could get up. Mewtwo then blasted his ball of psychic energy at Bowser and eliminated one of Bowser%u2019s lives.
Nick Abraham then lost two lives within the next three minutes. Nick Abraham had but one life in the game left, while Rishel still had two. A few more punches were laid after. Bowser sliced and breathed fire while Mewtwo used one more psychic ability, but was of no use. Bowser sliced one last time and Nick Abraham had lost the game. Everyone at the party taunted Abraham of his defeat. He had no other excuse except %u201CI was Mewtwo on the ice level!%u201D
%u201CAlthough,%u201D I said, %u201CMewtwo does jump too high and the ice level does constantly scroll up and down%u2026that%u2019s still no excuse for being god awful at the game.%u201D After that, we played 1080 Degrees Avalanche or Jet Grind Radio or something like that. We continued taunting Abraham of his defeat for the next month or so.
About a month later, I had one of them gaming parties at my dad's house. I was still taunting Abraham of his defeat even after a month. So, we challenged each other to Super Smash Bros. Melee. He chose Ganondorf, a long-nosed dirty man with a cape. I decided to choose Mario, an Italian plumber equipped with a cape that could reflect coming projectiles and complete with the ability to shoot fireballs. We agreed to do battle on the flat stage universe traveling stage, Final Destination.
The battle had begun. I had noticed that no items were appearing. Apparently, the person's memory card that we were using thought that hand-to-hand is the basis of all combat. Either way, it made the battle more interesting. The fight started out with us dodging around and using our shields. Michael shouted surprisingly "Woah....Look how well they're dodging each other." I got on the edge of the stage and waited for him to make a move. He Warlock Kicked his way off the stage. I then laughed and shouted "what a n00b!" He growled as if he were a lobster in a bear suit.
I pretty much dodged around as I did before and then occasionally smacked him across the skull. Ganon got a couple of punches and kicks on me as well and I died a few times. Finally, it was down to one life for the both of us. Both of our percentages were high, we were bound to die within the next hit. I ran up risking my life and grabbed the crazy Gerudo and swung him around and finally threw him off the stage. The announcer from the game shouted, "Game Set!" and then said, "This game's winner is....Mario!" Then, I pretty much made fun of Nick Abraham for the rest of his life. In fact, I did while I was typing this document.