Strings of Fate


*Inside the Gaylord National Resort & Convention Center, John Notwoodman is discussing his finances with the owner of the establishment, Luigi Mario. Mr. Notwoodman has just paid a large sum of money to rent the entire Resort for approximately two weeks.*
Luigi

Wowee! What a generous patron! Not that I’m complaining sir, but if you don’t-a mind me asking, what are you going to be using this space for all on your own?

John

Oh, it’s no problem at all! You see, I had an idea one day. Wouldn’t it be cool if I held a tournament? So that’s what I did. Or, am doing, rather. Does that answer your questions?

Luigi

Um... with all-a due respect, sir... no. Not at all. You... said something about a tournament? What exactly do you mean by that?

John

I’m so glad you asked!

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Beyond the Gate


*At the Cherry Blossom Ballroom, all of the contestants and their guests are seated for orientation. John Notwoodman is on stage...*
John

Welcome, everyone, to the SiIvaGunner: King for a Day Tournament! Twenty-four of you, whether on your own or in teams, are here for the chance of taking over the SiIvaGunner channel for your own personalized event!

*The crowd applauds.*
Pearl

SHELL YEAH! LET’S GET THIS TOURNAMENT STARTED!

Pitbull

EEEEEYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Wario

WARIO GONNA WIN! WAHAHAHAHAHA!

John

But before we can begin proper, I would like to go over the rules and regulations for the next couple weeks...

*The crowd goes silent.*
John

Alright, first off, parking. The nearby parking lot requires some paperwork, so when you return to your hotel rooms, expect to receive...

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I Lost on KFaD


*After the results of Round 1, Match 1...*
King Dedede

HAHAHAHA! Take that, polka boy! Y’all ain’t nothin’ against MY girth! You ain’t fat, you ain’t nothin’!

*Dedede starts dancing gayly, mocking an accordion with his arms, as if to taunt Al.*
Weird Al Yankovic

Back off, man! Back off!

*Dedede refuses to let up.*
Weird Al Yankovic

SHADDUP!! SHADDUUUUP!!! SHAAADUUUUUUPPPPP!!!

*Al storms out of the Gaylord in a huff. Shortly after, he decides to take a walk to clear his head, his anger quickly giving way to melancholy...*
Weird Al Yankovic

*Sigh.* That penguin was right...I’m pitiful...

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Moody's Shuffle


*After his victory against DJ Professor K, Etika is wandering the Gaylord, lost in thought.*
Etika

Damn man, I feel kinda bad. That K guy seemed really chill, people didn’t even get to listen to his track until the vote was halfway done, that ain’t fair...

*Bringing his aimless pacing to a sudden stop, he shuts his eyes and sighs.*
Etika

Shit, I gotta check up on the guy, see how he’s doing.

*Etika walks up to Professor K’s door, and opens it.*
Etika

Hey K, just wanted to-

DJ Professor K

Whoa HEY WHAT THE HELL, MAN-

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Money No Longer


*In the Gaylord’s parking lot, the Dancing Alien Team resides in their UFO, frustrated.*
Popoy

...Round. Fucking. One. We lost on the first fucking round...how’s this shit possible?! No way they think our music’s trash, right?...Maybe it wasn’t meant for this gringo audience, I don’t fucking know man.

Marcianito

el público no tiene la culpa.

Popoy

Yeah. You’re right I guess. Shit, but if that isn’t the case, then what was the reason we lost? That Reggie guy is chill but he was just a dude, like who the hell prefers fitness music over some real shit?

Marcianito

lo que importa es que nos esforzamos al máximo

Popoy

...*sigh*. Alright man, if you say so. We lost fair and square or whatever the fuck they say. Best we just accept-

Howard

[IT WAS YOU TWO.]

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Denial of Service


*Outside of the Gaylord Resort, a funeral is about to begin for the death of Ajit Pai, snapped away from existence after his major loss against Thanos. John Notwoodman and Luigi are finishing up the preparations as the only few attendants arrive.*
John

You know, this is a pretty quality graveyard. It reminds me, there’s this auction I’ve been bidding in for a spooky mansion out in the woods, but apparently it doesn’t come pre-haunted! Can you believe that? But now that I’m looking at this graveyard, I’m willing to bet if I bought the place and shook the corpses out into the mansion, they’d haunt the place right up! Then I could probably build something over the vacant lot, I don’t know, it’s alright real-estate. What do you think?

Luigi

W-w-w-w-WHAT?! One of our guests just DIED! On my property! And you’re thinking about buying haunted mansions?! Why would you want to deal with ghosts, are you CRAZY?! Ohhhh, I knew this-a tournament was a bad idea...

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The Forest Maze That Pays


*At the Gaylord Resort, Geno is in his room after his defeat, sitting on the bed with Mallow wondering what he should do next. Go back up to the stars, or stay here and see the end?*
Geno

...I still don’t seem to understand. I don’t mind losing, but why was I called here in the first place? If there was enough demand to get me here, then why did I lose by 16%? It’s a little close, but not as close as I’d imagine, especially against a team of Booster look-alikes. While I appreciate the gesture of the invitation, do I really have that many fans?

Mallow

Of COURSE people are fans of you, Geno! I really wish you understood how cool it really is for you to be here. Think of all famous names in this tournament, it’s an honor being amongst them! You may have lost, but you should totally stay here while you can. It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity!

Geno

Well, if you say so, Mallow. I suppose it is best I stay here and get to know the other participants a bit better. In fact, maybe I should go give the “Wario Bros.” a congratulations on their victory, maybe they are better than they made themselves out to be in the competition! I am sure it’s just competitive play.

Mallow

That’s the spirit, Geno! I’m glad you are coming around!

*Suddenly, there is a rough knock on the door.*
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Default Danse Macabre


*6:00 AM. Reggie Fils-Aime is on the phone with Bill in the Gaylord Lobby.*
Bill Trinen

Reggie, you sure you wanna do this?! I saw what happened last round with him. I don’t think we have it in the budget this year for our COO to be turned to dust!

Reggie Fils-Aimé

It’s okay, Bill. I’m sure Nintendo’s loyal fans will make the right choice.

Bill Trinen

Well, at the very least, you’re more charismatic than the *last* CEO Thanos fought against.

Reggie Fils-Aimé

Besides, I’ve got someone on the inside to deal with Thanos’ little gauntlet. He’s no stranger to collecting valuable gold objects, plus he owes me after I got his game on the Switch.

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Violet Detected


*Inside the Gaylord, a mysterious box is inside of ZUN’s hotel room. ZUN doesn’t seem to notice, as he has his headphones on, working on his next game.*
Solid Snake

Hrggh... ”Bullet Hell”, huh?

*CALL Push Select*
Roy Campbell

Snake, what are you still doing there? You failed your mission. There’s no need to continue this operation.

Solid Snake

Colonel, I am currently gathering intel on the contestant “ZUN”. He keeps mentioning that he’s working on some sort of “Bullet Hell”.

Roy Campbell

“ZUN”? Could that be an acronym? It sounds similar to the Soviet Union’s ZU-23, is he an informer?

Solid Snake

Maybe... but ZUN appears to be of Japanese ethnicity. He’s currently on a computer working on a project with the codename: “Violet Detector”.

Roy Campbell

Perhaps ZUN could be an undercover engineer. You best keep an eye on him, Snake.

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First Round Losers’ Solidarity


*It’s the eve before the last round of the tournament. The two finalists have just been revealed, and while everyone else is eagerly speculating on which one will take the victory, a certain DJ is in the Jamspace venue with his turntables.*
DJ Professor K

Bum ch-bum – bum – bum... Yeah, that’s tight, lemme just-

Pitbull

Ay, friend! Those are some pretty nice skills you got there, haha.

*Pitbull steps into the venue, pops his collar, and walks up to the DJ, offering a handshake.*
Pitbull

Mr. Worldwide, I don’t believe we’ve properly met.

*After getting over the shock of someone barging in unannounced again, K takes off his headphones in one smooth motion before accepting the handshake.*
DJ Professor K

Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Worldwide. The name’s DJ Professor K. Heard about ya ‘round the streets of Toyko-to. I’d ask if you’ve ever been, but it ain’t on any map! You just here to watch me do my stuff, or what?

Pitbull

Well actually, I was thinking about a potential collaboration, recorded right here at Jamspace. I have a really cool idea that would lighten up the mood around here, you interested?

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Inkopolis’ Funniest Home Videos


*The long tourney is finally about to reach its grand conclusion. The results from the semifinals have just come in, and each person, scattered around the Gaylord, roams around preparing for the final round to begin. In the midst of the crowd, Pearl, Marina, and Glenna are discussing the matchup...*
Marina

...I wouldn’t say that, Pearlie...

Pearl

But look how far we’ve come! I’m telling ya, he’s got no shot against our flow!

*The trio’s attention is then drawn to a certain little camera walking towards them...*
Marina

Welp, seems like he heard that...

Pearl

Pffft... like that even matters...

Marina

...

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VS. FIGHTING REJECT TEAM


*In the back room where the Crown is being kept, all is silent and still.*
Crown

...

Crown

...

Crown

>:[

*A bright light suddenly begins to emanate from the crown’s jewel. The gem turns from red to purple, as a group of polygonal creatures are summoned.*
Crown

>:]


*Meanwhile, in front of the fountain, almost everyone has gathered to congratulate (to varying degrees of earnestness) the victor of the tournament.*
John

Give a big hand for our winner...

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