Super Smash, Bro [Judah]

[Georgina Speer]

Georgina Speer needed more friends.

It wasn't that she was unsociable, lazy, too insane, unpredictable, mental, confusing, random or... no, it was all of those things. Don't get me wrong, she loves being around her friends and making new ones, but she was better at scaring people off over being friendly and respectful of stuff. She wasn't good at the considerate part of the friend requirement, just the fun and happiness part. So, being her lazy self, she decided, if someone wanted to be friends with her, they could come to her. I mean, surely as soon as she got downstairs, she would attract everyone around her to like her, like a magnet around paperclips, or bees around honey. Yeah... as if.

Sometimes, George was unable to make up her mind on what she might play, but today she just knew she wanted to smash Kirby's head in. Oh... sorry, forgot to mention, she was planning on making friends with the power of gaming. If they didn't like to game, those people were lame, that was her motto. Well, one of her many mottos that she had stashed in the cavity of a brain she kept on her head. I would give an example, but... do you really want to delve into George's mind? You'll get scarred or something. To sum up, George was going to play Super Smash Brothers Brawl on her Wii. On the first floor of the dorms; yeah, this was brilliant idea.

She clambered down the stairs, fedora barely staying on her head, but she was used to this. The amount of times she had carried her games up and down these stairs... geez. A corner came in her path and she turned, and... a part of her froze. For some reason, just seeing all the people made her a little anxious. She brushed it off, being smiley and silly, as usual. She linked up all the wires and put the game in, throwing her spare Wii remotes nearby. That was her invitation.

While she waited for the masses to flock, she played a single-player brawl, with some ridiculous settings. Everyone was Kirby, and she was the only player that wasn't a COM, of course. They were all double the size, moving at twice the speed, with little gravity and an automatic damage percentage of 400%. This was going to be CRAZY! The game started and Kirbys were flying everywhere, and George starting laughing. This was what the inner workings of her mind would look like, if you could see them. Oh, God, this was hilarious!

[Judah Linn]

Friends? What are these "friends" you speak of?

Judah isn't exactly the friendly type. He has the intentions, just not an idea how to put these intentions in the correct order to create the bond called friendship. Friendship is a rarity for Judah, usually created through gaming centers online, and even there people think he's an asshole. Probably because he likes to play friendly competition. Like, not the extremes that he's in clans or does competitive Mario Kart Wii racing. He has a team for World of Warcraft and a couple other things, but nothing serious. And he isn't that person who is just for "funzies." Judah is the person who plays for the challenge... and to mess around and crack up at the game's horrible glitches.

Anyways, back to friendship. Judah was lucky to befriend the kid, Walther. Sure, he wasn't exactly the best person for Walther to look up to, but he tries. Really, he tries. He tried to make "school friends" like he would have if he still lived in Chicago, people like Duncan. Good people. Nice people. People with similar interests. He would rather leave people in Hammel to their own devices than approach them and be ridiculed for something or the other.

Different case this time, apparently.

Judah had found his way to the dorm's first floor. He was bored with his homework and starving and there were no more poptarts. He knew there was a vending machine in here. Which he got doritos from. The damn thing, which he would have probably broken into if it didn't accept his dollar the last time, finally coughed up his Doritos, which he then ate right there. While he snacked, there was a rather loud racket. Someone was messing with the TV, and soon, a familiar theme was being played.

Super Smash Brothers Brawl.

Brawl was an old favorite of Judah's. He had a Wii laying around someplace in his dorm, but he never played on it. His XBOX was always hooked up or he was playing Civilization V. That was the truth. He hadn't played Brawl since... since, wow. Wow. A long time ago. In the ages of yore, when he still played lacrosse and when he still lived in Chicago. Five years ago. Long enough. He trashed the now empty Doritos bag and peered out into the open area with the TV, which he looked at with his dark brown orbs. Kirbys were flying everywhere. The settings were all fucked up and he actually commended anybody who actually did that kind of thing. But.. who?

A girl's laughter filled the air. A female. Oh no. Everything was ruined. 

Perhaps if Judah pretended it wasn't awful because he's horrible at making friends and he can't flirt with girls and from this angle the girl was very pretty and oh my god, she plays Brawl. He took one hesitant step out, then just walked up and leaned on the back of the sofa, watching the ridiculous Kirbys floating around the screen at high speed. Judah broke into a smile. "I prefer to play as Snake. Or Pit. Snake is hella rad, though." He didn't even notice that last part until a few seconds after. He wrinkled his nose in disgust. What the Hell did I just say? Those words just came from my mouth.

[Georgina Speer]

For George, its depended on the time of day. Somedays, she played for the challenge, for the sense of achievement when you beat a really bloody stupid boss and could do a silly victory dance where everyone looked at you weirdly but you wouldn't care because FUCK THEM, you just beat Legend of Zelda, Twilight Princess! For like, the twelfth time, but y'know, it still felt awesome.

Anyway, on other days, however, George would play for the story, where you walked with the character and developed who they were or found out more about the world they like to call home. And get really angry with them when someone stabbed them in the back. It sucked, but in a good way.

And then there were the days like this, when she just screwed around for the 'lols'.

There were seldom games that she would play on the Wii though, solely for the reason that she couldn't get them on any other console. They were mainly Legend of Zelda and Mario games though, everything else generally sucked. Xbox was where it was at (well, not that new 'Xbox One', that thing was actually terrible - amazing graphics, but a camera that's always on? Seriously? What else could scream 'pedo' louder than that?). Georgina had opinions about gaming and she wasn't afraid to make them known.

Back to the present though, and she was absolutely owning at this. She hadn't died for almost a minute, and with these ridiculous settings, that was an achievement in itself. She tried playing with these settings with Louise, one of the times she had been in England for the holidays, but her 12-year-old sister got very angry and almost broke a window with her remote... good times.

She noticed the presence of the older boy, acknowledging that he was there silently. This was actually a bad idea if she was planning on seriously making any friends; Georgina's attention was totally consumed by the game on the screen in front of her. A little bit of multi-tasking couldn't hurt, though.

She turned her head a little when the dark-haired boy spoke, to show that she was listening to him. She giggled at his use of language, hella rad? Were we in the 80's something? But he was funny - she hadn't had the chance to look at him properly yet, though. Y'know, the flying Kirbys were taking priority.

She nodded, "Yeah, I like Pit too," Not a fan of Snake, but that was her opinion, "Wouldn't usually play as Kirby-" her words were a little stiff from concentration, but she was smiling all the same. She racked her memory as she mashed the buttons, trying but failing to avoid a hit. As her avatar went flying off into the distance, George actually looked at the boy. "In the actual melee, I prefer Pikachu, or Ike. Kirby's funny but... a bit of a bollock. Hella hilarious, though." Yeah, she was gonna tease him. Hey - it was only a bit of friendly banter!

This guy... he was cute. Like, really cute. She almost forgot to go back to her game, she had been looking at his face for so long. That was embarrassing... and also the reason why she failed to talk to people by herself. She just hoped he hadn't noticed. But she was considerably worse now - this was always the case when people watched her playing. She chuckled quietly as she lost another point and the timer ticked away, "Damn curse." She muttered, posssibly audible to this stranger, but... she would explain it if he asked.

She glanced down at the remotes next to her, then up at the boy for like, a millisecond, before latching her eyes on the screen again, "You can join, if you want. Or something." The rambling. Here it was. "I mean if you're busy or something, that's cool, but, if you're not, then," She died again. Ugh.

[Judah Linn]

"I'm surprised that you like Ike. Ike used to be my go-to character, but I then adapted to Snake. It took a while to get used to his moves, but eventually.. I also used to play with Link. Not cartoon Link though. He's shit," He replied, then rolled his dark eyes at her teasing, groaning. The slang had been an accident, he didn't exactly want to be made fun of for it. Nobody liked to be made fun of. He took it as a bit of friendly taunting though rather than something rude and judgmental. Judah had to learn to find the difference. When he lived with his parents, all he ever got was judgments. That's all he ever knew when it came to it. "Hey, hey, hey - I'm starting a thing. It's hella rad, yo, i'm telling you." Judah broke into a grin, then laughed at himself as he watched her play. 

She was rocking it. She had lasted quite a bit of time for these settings. She had even managed to avoid most hits, but when her Kirby took one, it flew out into space and died. Shame. She had lives left though, so her character had joined back into the insanity of the arena.

What he didn't notice was that while her character was out of commission, she was staring at him. He eventually did come to sense and notice, but as their eyes met, she turned back to her game that had announced the avatar's arrival back into the game. 

And then she starts rattling to him after all her lives ran out. Come play with her, or not, or just do whatever. So, it seemed, she was the same as him with meeting people. "How about we start with... names? Yes, names," Judah offered, "Judah Linn. Not a name that comes up to often. Yours?"

[Georgina Speer]

"Toon Link is balls, I agree." She was interested though, "What surprises you that I like Ike?" To her knowledge, at least, he was fairly decent. It wasn't like she had said Mr. Game and Watch... that bundle of pixels was alright, but only if you knew what you were doing. No, she'd said Ike. And he used to use him regularly, it sounded... errgh, why did she think about things so much?

George tried to counter his continuation of the gangster speech, but she was smiling too much and giggling to the point where her brain was now mush. At least he seemed to be someone who could take a joke - she understood that some people took offense with her comments sometimes. You had to take a lot of what George said with a pinch of salt.

Argh, crap. This was so... annoyingly confusing. She swore it was all to the fault of that fucked-up dentokinetic. She used to be so confident about everything, and now...? She was left unsure with half of her actions; even something as simple as making eye-contact with a soon-to-be-friend (at least, she hoped that's what he was), even that was proving difficult for her. Why George, why now?

She nodded when he rambled back in a similar fashion. Names were good. Also, conciseness was not his forte either, apparently. But Judah... that was a cute name. It made her smile stretch a little more, as she let the game end, "George. Georgina Speer, if you want to be predantic." She grinned and tried not to stare again, looking back at the boy. Her own name was known by quite a few, she'd like to think. Especially since that... incident. There were quite a few avid gossipers that lay waste to Hammel - if Judah was one to keep up with such a thing, it was possible he would recognize her name.

"Nice to meet you, Judah." She tipped her fedora in his direction, smirking. Don't look at his eyes, don't look at his eyes... dangit, George, you looked at his eyes. She meant it as a sign of friendship, even if they did snatch away again moments later. She needed to sort out her head, and her priorities.

[Judah Linn]

"I don't know. I don't know many people that ever used Ike. Except a friend of mine, a friend I haven't seen in five years, unfortunately. Most people start out with a character they know. Like... Kirby, or Mario.. and then some idiots that choose Wario." Judah shrugged his shoulders. Ike was interesting. He had great range and a pretty sick looking two handed sword. High KO number.. Yeah. The problem was that his attacks were a bit too slow, although good. Snake's attacks are fast and great, and his special moves were obviously even better. Ike's special moves were pretty decent, but not half as good as Snake's. 

George. Georgina Speer. Judah had heard the name floating around before, but nothing of extreme significance, like the names of people at his old high school who vandalized the property by spraypainting on the senior wall "because they felt like it." That was infamy. Perhaps it was a good thing he hadn't heard much of Georgina Speer. Judah didn't hear much about anybody from anybody.. because he has no friends. Besides, gossip is stupid and ridiculous. He didn't like being talked about, so he wouldn't talk about other people behind their backs. 

"Georgina. Would you rather me call you George?" Judah slid over the back of the sofa and plopped down on the cushion beside her, while she cutely tipped her fedora to him. Then their eyes met again. Only for a minute, but wow. He couldn't help but notice how nice her's were. A brown, like his, but lighter. Much lighter. After that minute was over and he broke eye contact, which was awkward in of itself, he cleared his throat and picked up a Wii Remote. "Anyways, can we play? That would be good, playing and stuff.."

[Georgina Speer]

Strategy wasn't a strong point of George's. Not to say she didn't use it, but only if the game called for it. So she knew about certain moves and the drawbacks of many of the characters on Brawl, but not to the point where she could make educated agruments about them. There were some games where that was the case, but Brawl was almost a stress relief game for her. Not something he paid a lot of attention to in a matter of detail.

But Wario was crap. She knew that much.

"Please." She asked, politely. When you had such a bloody posh name, it was a pain to deal with people hearing it. Besides, George as a name sounded more bad-ass. Georgina sounded like a ballet dancer or something stupid like that. No. George did not fall into the catergory of graceful or beautiful (in that sense), so she was George.

Boy, was George a sucker for brown eyes; always had been and always will be, it seemed. It almost felt narcissistic, seeing as her's were brown, but her's were like... mud. Dirty, and boring. Dark brown eyes were heaven... like melting chocolate or something extremely cheesy like that. She was not helping herself by looking at Judah's eyes, but she couldn't help herself.

She snapped back to actually thinking straight when he cleared his throat, "Yes, gaming. Gaming is good." It would also help her rambling, hopefully. She left the ending screen and set up a normal brawl, so it was on the screen where she and Judah could choose their characters. She scanned around the pictures with her eyes, purposefully not looking at the insanely cute boy next to her... where were these thoughts coming from? Ugh, she didn't like thinking like this! She was here to play a video game and gosh darnit, she was gonna play the video game! She placed her counter on Pikachu, and then decided that she should probably say something, so she went with the easiest one in the book, "So, what's your doo-hickey?" She'd called these meta powers 'doo-hickeys' for such a stupid amount of time, it had stuck. Hopefully he understood the gist of what she was getting at.

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Wow. Oops. .__. 

[Judah Linn]

"George it is then." George and Judah had been making some pretty good progress. At least he was talking. That was a start. The eye contact though. A foreign thing to him, mainly. It was quite nice, being able to look someone in the eye for more than half a second to prove that he's not a complete social failure. Anyways, he would call her George. Sure, it was more masculine, but Georgina sounded a little bit prissy for a girl who plays video games, even if Wii is for little girls.

Judah's dark orbs raised to the player selection screen. Immediately, he found Snake, but he didn't choose him. He chose Pit. Judah, competitive, wasn't going to let George show him up. Strategy was on his side at all times. He was awesome with strategy. That's why he played Civilization and some shooting games and tetris and chess. Sports too. He was great at that. It was his forte.

"The doo-hickey. Okay. Yeah. Um. Well. I'm playing as Pit. You sure you want to take Pikachu, or are you going to take Ike?" Pikachu wasn't a good match for Pit, but if that was what George wanted to play as, so be it. Pit would probably use an up-throw on the Pokemon and kick 11% of it's health away. Oh well. Perhaps they would team and beat the shit out of some random CPUs. He suggested it to George before they went ahead and chose an arena.

[Georgina Speer]

George wasn't exactly certain what was going on with this eye contact stuff, but it wasn't bad or anything. Just something... she hadn't done in a while. Of course, she was used to it, but recently, seeing as she had kind of isolated herself from socializing recently, getting back into the swing of things was obviously going to be a bit of a struggle.

Georgina didn't have a... speciality, so to speak, when it came to gaming. Well, actually... she was pretty darn amazing at games with puzzles and riddles, secret treasures, that kind of thing. Her mind was quite sharp, and wrapped around those things pretty simply. Her main thing was playing fair - she would grump at you for hours, days even, if you cheated or twisted the rules. Even though in everyday life, rules were just restrictions, she understood their purpose in gaming, and was not intent on letting anyone break them.

The English girl giggled at Judah's response; obviously she hadn't been clear enough, "Thanks for the advice, but I'll stick to my guns." She nodded, besides, she was up for a challenge. And if she lost, she would be having fun whilst doing it, so she was happy. "And, by doo-hickey, I meant... what's your power?" She didn't say it in a condescending or patronizing manner, as if it had been obvious, because it hadn't. But Judah was adorable, really.

Arenas, arenas... she had played them all, and she had made a few of her own. George turned to Judah, "Preferences?" She asked. If he knew Brawl, he would know the stages. She didn't really take into account the possibility of giving him the upper hand by... well, by doing everything she was doing. She was just glad to be doing it with somebody who seemed at least half decent.