Luis Acevedo

Luis Acevedo
Art by @CallofDuckies
Basic Information
Team	Baltimore Crabs
Former Team(s)	Seattle Garages
Status	Active
Batting
Pitching
Defense
Running
External Links	Blaseball-Reference Player Changes Player Page
Personal Information
Item	None
Armor	None
Evolution	Base
Pregame Ritual	Bells
Coffee Style	Heavy Foam
Blood Type	AAA
Fate	67
Soulscream	HAEAAHAEAAHIAAAIIAAAII
Biographical Details
Pronouns	They/Them
Nickname(s)	Louie, Hatsune Luis, HARD LIGHT LUIS, 🥑
Species	(Presumably) Immortal Being

Luis Acevedo is a batter for the Baltimore Crabs and has been on the team since Season 8. Acevedo was previously with the Seattle Garages, from Season 1 to Season 7.

Official League Records

On Day 57 of Season 3, Luis batted in a game winning RBI with a single at the bottom of the 9th. This closed out the second of three fully swept seasons against the Breckenridge Jazz Hands and tied both team's records for first place in the Chaotic Evil division.

As a result of the Season 7 elections, Acevedo was sent to the Baltimore Crabs while Oliver Notarobot was sent to the Seattle Garages.

Personal Life

COMMUNITY REPORTS
The remainder of this article contains lore created collaboratively by the Blaseball community.

Luis Acevedo is a marimba player for the Modal Garages Of Seattle. Luis's history is often in question due to how ██████ changes after ██████ events, the details of which are archived for ████ resource designation by Seattle Garages Clubhouse Management.

19th Century

Fellow Garages splortsfellow Tot Clark’s stories from this time period start to include Luis, providing evidence Luis may also be an immortal being. Other teammates assume this is when romance between the two of them started, although neither of them reveal too much about their relationship. This is also rumored to be the first time Luis's lifeforce experienced an █████ event.

20th Century

Stories of Luis from this time period indicate that this is when Luis started getting involved the music community in Washington, first by working at a record store selling rhythm & blues records and later playing and making music of their own. Luis's friendliness and support of local music made them quite popular across the Pacific Northwest, and the regional love of "Louie Louie" (covered by Tacoma band The Wailers and made famous by Portland band The Kingsmen) is often linked to their love of Luis.

21st Century

Due to ████ & █████ events in the late 21st century, Luis's consciousness had to be uploaded into a software matrix that could handle Luis's musicianship and be capable of developing an appropriate splortsona. Crypton Fluture Media offered a lucrative package to the Acevedo estate through VLOCALOID NEO X to upload Luis's Soul into a VLOCALOID Mainframe. This mainframe is where the ████ soul of Luis resides using soundbanks of every previous available Luis to speak. Luis is known in the splorting world as a renowned heckler and has an uncanny ability to shake opposing batters with their patented "EY BATTER, BATTER. SWING BATTER!" cry that comes in four descending phrygian octaves at a time. Luis is considered the first Latinx Vocaloid whose soundbanks are used largely in Peru and the ████ Philippines.

On the Seattle Garages

As a newer player for the Seattle Garages, Luis has a ways to go to make a name for themself.

During Day 57 of Season 3, colloquially known as The Day of the Grand Shame, after Tot Clark had pitched the entire game, Luis was inspired by the effort and finished the game for him so that they could go to Beth's Cafe afterwards and celebrate with one another. This was the fourth and final shame of a day filled with shame for many of the league's home teams.

In Literature

Crabs Poet Laureate Runolfio Peeper wrote the following after hearing a moving performance by Acevedo during the 7th inning stretch of one blaseball game:

Luis, marimbest of Seattle, you play so well

That you still the bats within the mouth of hell;

And cage the tigers, and fierce Wings, and Pies,

Through the soft taps of your lullabies;

You strike, strike, strike upon your booming planks,

And catch the drives that scream into our ranks.