Yoshi: The Undisputed Champion

Yoshi

Home Run Derby Champion

Super Smash Bros. Melee, Inc.

April 27, 2018

Sandbag

The Giver

Super Smash Bros. Melee, Inc.

Dear Sandbag:

When I first came into this tournament, I was introduced by my old pal Mario. Under the impression that this was supposed to be a small gathering, It turned out to be a mosh pit of ego and hatred. As a native of a peaceful island, I struggled to adhere to the thick atmosphere of negativity. It wasn't until we started other avenues of competition that I truly felt what it meant to be alive. I arose from the fog that my peers had suffocated me with, and I was able to find my true calling.

It must have been a sunny day, fall was on the horizon, and there was a lone cloud hovering innocently in the distance. We had just finished a Red vs. Blue tournament, best of 7. Due to the time of year, we had been thoroughly conditioned, struggling to come up with a new way to expend our energy. It started with our old friend Ness swinging his bat around wildly, as if he was hyped on sugar or caffeine. I was just getting ready to call the authorities when Ness did something that was the beginning of a new chapter for me. Ness smacked the Sandbag right across the face. The rest of the boys erupted in laughter, I was hesitant, as I didn't know how the Sandbag would react. It turns out that the Sandbag loved it, in fact, it seemed to get some sort of sick pleasure out of it. Despite this fact, this discovery led to the creation of the Home Run Derby.

Like I mentioned earlier, I felt uneasy about whacking a 250 lb sandbag around. Especially one that had the ability to express emotion. Oh how desperate I wanted to sneak out in the middle of the night to erase that cold, emotionless stare. I don't know if it was a mix between the consistent toxicity experienced in the tournaments; if the Sandbag's demeanor was a representation of the emotions I harbored for so long, but something began to change inside of me. Luckily my decision to channel all the misguided energy into becoming the Home Run Derby Champion.

The Time Clock was the major key in the process of annihilating the Sandbag across the map. I would be midair, kicking the Sandbag in the face one foot after another, desperately trying to keep the Sandbag on the platform. The Sandbag's percent was increasing equivalent to my fury. Something had unleashed inside of me, and forced me to pour all of my feeling into my final kick. I timed my kick perfectly and quickly turned my attention to the Lakitu broadcasting the series. He was in the midst of confident analytics of the tournament. The next instant, he was flying in the opposite direction, desperately trying to maintain coverage of this monster play I had made. I just wish the Sandbag had only been conscious for it.

The next few days were experienced with mixed emotions from the community. I wanted to feel proud that I had set the new Home Run Derby record, however, my adrenaline wasn't influencing my emotions this time. I began to feel remorse again. I had no idea what had overcome me, but it was like all the progress I had made with the league had vanished.

My effort that I put forth supporting Sandbag #00000001 in the very last days of the tragedy were more powerful than any emotion I had experienced the day I set the world record. I believed that I could overcome the toxicity set forth by the tournament. I may have failed in defeating this, but I still was able to find my calling. I will make sure that I only use half of my power against Sandbag #00000002. As I sit in my study, with the cold calculating glare that Sandbag #00000001 had haunted me with, forcing me to contemplate my life decisions. I will still be able to look upon the trophy earned by becoming the Home Run Derby champion, knowing that I've lived through both sides of the tournament.

R.I.P.

Sandbag #00000001

Sincerely,

Yoshi

*** This work is unofficial and has no connection with the original story provided by Nintendo Inc.***

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