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PROMO - Super Fun Time Arcade

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“I just can’t believe it…”

 

The tone in his voice is stern and he can’t believe what he has to do now. Only twenty-five minutes ago he was sitting in his hotel room, calmly watching the news as he tried to doze off to sleep. He wasn’t expecting the news flash to hit the screen.

 

“…a large man had became enraged at a local arcade and violently tossed a change machine through a plate glass window and into the middle of the mall, frightening many small children and a few elderly.”

 

The voice of the news anchor repeatedly runs through his head as he rounds the corner of the mall, his eyes catching the first glimpses of glass shattered across the ground. Up ahead he sees a large change machine busted, quarters lying all around. He drops his head and continues walking, and looking through the broken glass he sees the large figure standing over two policemen, both keeping a safe distance as they question the man. He seemed Kong-esque, as though he could toss the two like barrels should a plumber find his way into the area.

 

“Now, can you tell us again why you threw that machine through the window?”

 

“I’m sorry, okay? Kyo was roughing me up and I had to run and get change! I was hoping nobody would take the machine, but these two little girls, that I know have absolutely no idea what they are doing, jump into the game and take it from me just before I could get back there! I tried to tell them I needed to play and I was nearly finished, but they just giggled and restarted! I worked over three hours to get there and it got ruined in under five seconds!”

 

“So you threw the machine through a window?”

 

“If you understood what I was –“

 

“Excuse me.”

 

The voice comes from behind the officers, turning they find Alan Clark staring at the damage around him. He can see where children flung their tickets as they ran in horror of the behemoth, it seems one girl or a confused young boy even dropped a giant pink whistle that must have taken at least 75 tickets to procure.

 

 

*****

*****

 

 

Nearly an hour earlier, Edward James had been working his way into the upper echelons of the King of Fighters. A few more good fights and he would be champion, but alas…the difficulty was growing too fast for poor James to handle, and he found himself on the wrong end of Kyo’s hands several times. His quarter stash was dwindling and he knew that if he continued his losing streak, he would be forced to hurry his way over to break change and then rush back, hopefully beating the timer and continuing his quest.

 

“dammit!”

 

He was out of quarters.

 

With the clock ticking, Edward rushes for the change machine and throws a five in, his quarters clink out and he snatches them up, counting down the seconds in his head. Little did he know that as he turned around…

 

“hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe…”

 

Giggling. Female giggling. Teenage giggling.

 

“Shit.”

 

Two girls had taken over the machine!

 

The lumbering James took off and tried to push them aside, but their angst ridden auras pushed him back as they continued to giggle, wondering exactly what they were staring at as the clock ticked down closer and closer to zero.

 

“What is this? Some kind of fighting game?”

 

“Who the hell is Kyo?”

 

James’ blood runs cold as the two exchange the most inane of questions, and he sees the clock tick down to zero, leaving him with twenty quarters and a lost cause.

 

CRAAAASH!

 

Less than ten seconds later the change machine was in the air and hitting the plate glass, shattering it into a few thousand shards and sending arcade patrons running, including the two girls. As police arrived minutes later, they found James alone standing over his machine, trying his damnedest to get back to Kyo and whoop him down before he was kicked out of the arcade or before any kind of authority appeared.

 

 

*****

*****

 

 

“Do you know this gentlemen?”

 

“Yes, sir, I do.”

 

Edward James drops his head and puts his hands behind his back, waiting to see what is going to happen next.

 

“What can I do to fix this?”

 

“The cost of the window, the clean-up, and the machine is going to be nearly two thousand dollars..."”

 

“You’ve got to be kidding?”

 

“Nope, sorry. These are top of the line, well…this one WAS.”

 

“Hmm…would you take a check?”

 

The two police officers confer for a moment, then turn back to Alan shaking their heads. Clark smiles.

 

“Good. Can we help you with anything else before we go?”

 

“Well, because of this incident, Mr. James here is no longer allowed in any Super Fun Time Arcade anywhere in the country…

 

“But I-“

 

“Fine.”

 

“BUT-“

 

“Let’s go, James…”

 

Edward drops his head and walks between the officers, following behind Clark as they head away from the wreckage.

 

“You’ll receive your check in the morning, I’ll have the hotel send it over.”

 

“You’d better, we know where we can find you, Mr. Clark!”

 

“Yeah, good work with Landon, by the way!”

 

Alan smiles again, and even Edward can’t help but turn his lips up, only for a look from Clark to cause his sigh to return.

 

“I can’t believe you did that, man.”

 

“…damn girls.”

 

Edward mutters under his breath as the two disappear around the corner and the scene fades out.

 

 

*****

*****

 

 

Fade up to Edward and Alan in the mall parking lot, Clark sitting on the roof of the rental car as James walks back and forth in the background.

 

“What the hell are you doing back there?”

 

“I could have beat him, dammit! Two more quarters…”

 

“Would you give it a rest already! Be lucky you aren’t in jail…I couldn’t explain that to Zenon. Oh yeah, James got pissed at a damn video game and went on a psychotic rampage! Is it just me, or is the only time you get motivated is around a video game? First Blanka, and now THIS?”

 

“I thought we had an agreement to not bring up the Blanka thing…”

 

“How about instead of ignoring the energy, we use it. How about that?”

 

Alan seems to have an idea as he hops off the car and heads toward James.

 

“You remember GI Joe? That guy…Arcade…or whatever his name was? He saw everything as a game! Maybe you should, too!”

 

“You’ve got to be…”

 

“NO! I’m not…YOU tossed a change machine through a WINDOW, you crazy bastard! That takes some serious guts and strength. We need to get you some video games and let you run wild, it could be the best thing that ever happened to you!”

 

“Oh no, I don’t think that’s such a good id-“

 

“It is! Let’s go!”

 

Alan nearly drags Edward to the car, pushing him in before going around and hopping into the driver’s seat. After a moment the small car speeds into the night.

 

 

*****

*****

 

 

Later, the two men sit back in their hotel, and both are going crazy on small controllers. Suddenly Alan throws his down in a huff and gets to his feet, storming off.

 

“What? Don’t be like that!!”

 

Edward calls after him, but Alan disappears out the door and into the hallway, leaving Edward alone with a smile on his face. With a wink, James holds up his right hand, showing off a SSB wristband with everyone’s favorite other brother stitched perfectly into it…

 

“Luigi is rule, bitch.”

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<_< I do not take my gaming that seriously.

 

I absolutely do not. Well there was that one time I fasted, went without sleep, and didn't move from my seat while playing Star Ocean: The Second Story all the way through but that doesn't mean I'm that bad.

 

<_< ...honestly now. Just because I made a shrine to my gaming systems doesn't mean I'm that hardcore.

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I know it's late, and I might be missing it. BUT WHAT WAS THE POINT OF THAT? Seriously? Is it to show us that Edward James is a homosexual? That Clark is his "master"? What is the point of this?

 

 

The lumbering James took off and tried to push them aside, but their angst ridden auras pushed him back as they continued to giggle...

 

WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN? Do you just pick up random words from smart people and put them together? After reading your promos and matches, it seems like that's how you do it.

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Eddy J motivated?

 

...I'll believe it when I see it. Don't get me wrong, I WANT to believe... but Clark's 'Blanka' comment is actually true.

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Eddy J motivated?

 

...I'll believe it when I see it. Don't get me wrong, I WANT to believe... but Clark's 'Blanka' comment is actually true.

*shrugs* Certainly seems that Eddy J's motivated. I wouldn't know though, this is Clark's promo, so I can't say if he's motivated currently, or if Clark's trying to take him out of his shell he's in.

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