You might have missed the parts where Googers was shit-talking Perth for a straight 45 minutes and SD-ing repeatedly in our mock doubles. "What's a shield button? I never use it - it takes too much effort. I don't need to tech, because I shouldn't even be getting hit."
Also, I may have almost given Jezmo a cardiac arrest from my Falcon's frickin' sweet (horrible) moves. I won at least one Falcon ditto match because he was dying of laughter.
01/13/2016 12:44:25
Can't wait for Smashbox diaries
01/14/2016 09:36:53
01/14/2016 09:36:53
Date: 30/11/2015
Time: 8:00am~
I wake up. It's morning. I recall to the previous night where Cameron said that he'd beat me in an arm wrestle because he wasn't trying when we arm wrestled at BAM7. I made sure to let him know that he would lose in any sort of physical contest of strength, when he said he'd full body wrestle me. Everyone else gets up and we start to get ready to check out. BT barges into the room.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"I had to stay because it was too late to leave last night," he said.
I side-eye him.
I decide that I needed to money match Cameron in Smash and in arm wrestling before we checked out to leave. We play Smash first, Cameron wasn't trying in the first game so I beat him easily. Games 2, 3 and 4 were two his way and one my way. We play the final game where I ultimately lose. Cameron said I played well, which eased the pain of losing to him again. Is this... contentment?
We pack our stuff up and Shitashi brings a garbage bag to remove some of the rubbish we'd accumulated in the hotel room.
There's no real suitable place to arm wrestle, but we find somewhere to do it. We brace ourselves to do a manly contest of physical strength. It starts, but I can't move his arm at all. Like Smash, he uses all his strength defensively because he's lame. I keep trying to move him but it just results in me shaking. Cameron lampshades this.
"Look he's shaking!" he says with a smile. "Neither of us can win, so you might as well give up."
But I wasn't going to give up, not while everyone was watching.
"I won't... LOSE. TO. YOU." I say as my arm slowly dominates his. Gritting my teeth I finally smack his arm down and win the arm wrestle. I was rather proud of myself, I could finally silence him about this important issue. Jezmo asks me to flex, I halfheartedly do so and Cameron feels my muscle and says there's nothing there. I flex properly and tell him to try again.
"Oh," he says.
We check out of the hotel and take a Maxi Taxi into the city and find a hotel to sit at. It opened at 12 pm or something, so we waited outside it with our bags until it opened since we had plenty of time to kill. Cameron suggests we call BT and Joel who had both left earlier to come hang out with us, but as he's saying that we see them wandering around on the other side of the road. Was this perhaps fate?
01/18/2016 10:35:47
Time: 8:00am~
I wake up. It's morning. I recall to the previous night where Cameron said that he'd beat me in an arm wrestle because he wasn't trying when we arm wrestled at BAM7. I made sure to let him know that he would lose in any sort of physical contest of strength, when he said he'd full body wrestle me. Everyone else gets up and we start to get ready to check out. BT barges into the room.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"I had to stay because it was too late to leave last night," he said.
I side-eye him.
I decide that I needed to money match Cameron in Smash and in arm wrestling before we checked out to leave. We play Smash first, Cameron wasn't trying in the first game so I beat him easily. Games 2, 3 and 4 were two his way and one my way. We play the final game where I ultimately lose. Cameron said I played well, which eased the pain of losing to him again. Is this... contentment?
We pack our stuff up and Shitashi brings a garbage bag to remove some of the rubbish we'd accumulated in the hotel room.
There's no real suitable place to arm wrestle, but we find somewhere to do it. We brace ourselves to do a manly contest of physical strength. It starts, but I can't move his arm at all. Like Smash, he uses all his strength defensively because he's lame. I keep trying to move him but it just results in me shaking. Cameron lampshades this.
"Look he's shaking!" he says with a smile. "Neither of us can win, so you might as well give up."
But I wasn't going to give up, not while everyone was watching.
"I won't... LOSE. TO. YOU." I say as my arm slowly dominates his. Gritting my teeth I finally smack his arm down and win the arm wrestle. I was rather proud of myself, I could finally silence him about this important issue. Jezmo asks me to flex, I halfheartedly do so and Cameron feels my muscle and says there's nothing there. I flex properly and tell him to try again.
"Oh," he says.
We check out of the hotel and take a Maxi Taxi into the city and find a hotel to sit at. It opened at 12 pm or something, so we waited outside it with our bags until it opened since we had plenty of time to kill. Cameron suggests we call BT and Joel who had both left earlier to come hang out with us, but as he's saying that we see them wandering around on the other side of the road. Was this perhaps fate?
01/18/2016 10:35:47