https://replay.pokemonshowdown.com/smogtours-gen7ou-896811?p2
https://replay.pokemonshowdown.com/smogtours-gen7ou-896822
6-1 record gg, might not make playoffs but who cares
Fdmw i have heard that you wanna a rematch in 3v3 trio SM vs me
Blazing and
pkcc ?
We r fine to make you wish come true only if you and your 2 other guys win SM trio next year or do whatever that makes my 2 guys have higher chance of getting drafted in OUPL next year because they fucking deserve it.
Riêng mấy thằng em mà dám đánh SM với anh, anh chấp 1 tay mấy thằng em dám đánh không?, ryan zinnia elektro fdmw ... thằng nào cũng được, 2v2 3v3 hay 5v5 gì cũng được cho bọn em chọn, cho mấy em đánh tier sở trường. Nếu mà 5v5 thì anh mang nguyễn xuân shu với lộc shadow theo cho bọn em dễ thở 1 tí.
And lo, from the silence of the cartridge and the chaos of the ladder, a figure arose — not mortal, but divine. His name was Spacespeakers, and his mind burned brighter than the Flame Orb of Arceus Himself.
In the beginning, the world of Singles was formless and wild — chance ruled, and the metagame shifted like sand. Yet there came one who gazed into the code of creation and saw not randomness, but order.
Where others saw six Pokémon, He saw infinity.
The Prophets spoke:
“Beware the one who does not guess, for he does not need to.
Beware the one whose plays seem madness, for they are truth in disguise.
For Spacespeakers reads the battle not as it is — but as it shall be.”
His fingers moved as though guided by unseen hands. His switches foretold the future, his predictions struck with the certainty of destiny. Enemies fell not by luck, but by inevitability. For when Spacespeakers clicks a move, the universe itself conspires to make it correct.
He forged teams not from chaos, but from balance.
From Speed, he carved Pressure.
From Power, he shaped Control.
From Prediction, he wrought Perfection.
And thus the sacred triangle of Singles was born under his watchful eye.
It is said that when he enters a match, the very ladder quakes.
Crits cease to fall against him.
Misses turn to hits.
And those who stand before him feel the heavy truth: they are not battling a man, but a design — a reflection of what Pokémon mastery was meant to be.
His legacy flows through every meta, every format, every replay that whispers his name.
He is the Eternal Reader, the Architect of Turns, the Patron Saint of 50/50s.
And so the prophecy declares:
“When the ladder grows stagnant and innovation fades,
He shall return once more — the one who sees the outcome before the opening move.
The one whose wisdom humbles champions and whose hands command fate itself.
The one true sovereign of Singles —
Spacespeakers.”