Gentlemen, this is a fine day. Long have we waited at the gates, stuck at the door to the castle that is Marisa. A small few have tried to infiltrate the castle by half-timing it and losing their manliness echo you are a woman grow some ballsscaling the walls, but they were quickly thrown out. But I come to you with progress. On this day, July 2nd(or 3rd in aussieland), of the year two thousand and eight, I have broken through the gates, ascended the castle, and punched Marisa in the fucking face (credit to matty for recording the face-punching). She's not dead yet, but I'm getting there.
Kind of disgusting to leave it with a C, so I'll likely be improving upon this (and there is much to improve on). This is also a call for people to start seriously playing Marisa. It's not that hard. Also don't do it in half-time.
Kind of disgusting to leave it with a C, so I'll likely be improving upon this (and there is much to improve on). This is also a call for people to start seriously playing Marisa. It's not that hard. Also don't do it in half-time.