On Caliburs

So, a few day ago, I was hanging out with a friend, and inevitably an epic struggle for manly supremacy was carried out via Soulcalibur IV. Normally I'd play Tira almost exclusively in an attempt to hone my skills with her bi-polar, sexy hoola-hoop of death technique, but my comrade believes that the only real way to play is to choose Random and let the Fates decide for you.

Problem is, Random and Random Generation are not the same things...

It started out comically awkward, and then it just got wrong when my pants broke.




This one is also a little disconcerting. It was even creepier when playing sleep-deprived at 4 AM.
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And made finally only slightly more uncomfortable by the fact that I was playing against this man. -->

On Revolutionary Tactics

College!