It feels fucking fantastic to be having our second coming. Our chances skyrocketed significantly after that direct, and it's great to have our cult once again unified and confident. I almost feel bad for the Banjokes, waiting 20 years to get such a shitty, low tier character. Almost. But that's what happens when you waste your best years crying and whining online for a cereal box bear that nobody recognizes. Oh, let me just remind you that you're not getting another game, in case you forgot about the post from last night. I know you probably didn't, but better safe than sorry when it comes to breaking the will of these feeble manchildren.
To my fellow Stevebros: how will you react when Steve is inevitably in? Do you think he'll have Alex alternates? Perhaps even a unique custom skin feature that pulls straight from Minecraft.net skins? Oh, that'd be fucking sick. On the tier list, I already speculate SS+ tier for starters, with a possibility of only being S tier if Sakurai must appease the whining masses who cry that he's too strong. His stage is going to be great too... oh, and what about the music? I can't wait to see what they do with the classic Minecraft tunes we've come to know and love, getting some hyped up remix of shit like subwoofer lullaby is going to be fun. Oh, the joy we'll have, going back and forth between playing the best selling game of all time, Minecraft, and using our ascended minds to build whatever our hearts desire, to clobbering the disgusting Banjoke vermin in Super Smash Brothers Ultimate. Fun times to be had by all, truly.
HOLY SHIT IT'S STEVE FROM MINECRAFT THIS IS FUCKING BASED DUDE!!!
Cameron Roberts
What's your reaction to Sans being relegated to Mii status and thus out of the competition? Pretty huge for you, right?
Kayden Bell
I never saw Sans as competition. His chances were always pretty low, despite me being fine with the idea of his inclusion. I will say, though, that I thank Sansbros for taking the costume bullet for us.
I'd love to kick Warwick Davis in the head. Just take a few steps run up then catch him with the full force of my steel capped toe under his chin, send that little faggot flying through the air.
As he lies on the floor, coughing and wheezing and choking on his own blood, his jaw a mangled mess of bones detached from the rest of his skull, I stand over him and laugh wickedly. He looks up at me in fear and pain, his eyes searching, begging me for mercy. He finds none. I raise my boot then stomp down, splitting his skull like a melon and finally ending his pathetic life.
>paste your disgusting cube-head garbage over our Lord and Savior >trying to come back with this garbage about Steve Well is dry, jokes not funny anymore. I'm gonna beat your head into tomato paste.
