Well everyone, someone decided take the torch of #MVCZ after this season ends
And that person is @Stolen_BIood
I believe he will do well when he takes my place as host of this tournament.
After this season is over, Falcon. Take care of my baby here.
Retweet if you grew up watching Pt 2:
-Samurai Jack
-Camp Lazlo
-Dexter's Lab
-Grim Adventures
-Ben 10
-Teen Titans
-Totally Spies
-League of Super Evil
-Time Squad
-My Gym Teachers a Monkey
-Rocket Power
-Ren and Stimpy
-Secret Saturdays
& reply with your favorite!
-someone I know and trust to be able to handle the tournament.
So if this tournament continues to be a thing after this season, it will be by someone I pass the mantle to.
Don't try to be cheeky and try to host one even if I didn't give you the title, because if I do pass-
-#MVCZ to someone, I will be announcing the news.
But for now, I do not know what will happen.
If this is indeed the last tournament, it's been fun while it has lasted.
Thank you to everyone who has participated and made the tournament what it is right now!
The current round of #MVCZ will be given an extension. There was a dire issue that came in the way and it would be unfair to just shrug this off.
So the due date now will be 1/11 at 11:59PM EST
Also, I have an important announcement to make. I was waiting until the end of the-
-this season to say it, but I feel it's important to say it now.
After this season, I will no longer be hosting #MVCZ. This will be the last one, hosted by me at the very least.
If there will be another, my torch will be passed from me to someone. But not to just anyone,-
— as it spewed 'seven years of bad luck' all over the ground.
❝OH, HE'S COMING ALL RIGHT,❞ King Dedede would say aloud, and his game face masked the fearfulness and doubtfulness which creeped around that fat penguin. . .
❝It's time to KICK SOME DERRIERE! ! !❞
|💥|[#MVCZ]|💥|
|🥜| [#MVCZ] Sᴇᴍɪ-Fɪɴᴀʟꜱ: Hᴇᴀᴠʏ Eɢᴏꜱ Cᴏʟʟɪᴅᴇ. . .ᴀᴛ ᴀ Fᴜɴ 🏠! 👑 Dᴇᴅᴇᴅᴇ ᴠꜱ. Tʜᴇ Nᴏᴛ-Jᴏʟʟʏ Rᴇᴅ Gɪᴀɴᴛ ! ! ! |🤡|
BAM! BOOM! POW!
King Dedede has been steamrolling through this tournament like he did last spring. Except this time he didn't really —
— through Dedede's mushy brain. Then he scratched the back of his head in confusion, as what he could be hearing was the ceiling about to collapse on the funhouse. The coaster rattled while connected to the tracks. One of the mirrors fell onto the black and white checkered floor—