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Final Destination


FD

The year is 20XX.

Everybody is way too good.

The only viable one is Fox.

Nobody even uses Falco, Marth, or Sheik.

Everywhere you go you hear,

“1v1 me, Fox only, FD only, no items”

Where have the days of classic Melee gone?

It’s only up-throw, up-air now and forever.

No more 0 to death Johnny stocks.

That’s the absolute worse part.


 

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