As Sasaki Kojiro waited upon the shore of Ganryu-jima, the sun began to set and the tide began to turn. Only then did Miyamoto Musashi arrive, the sun at his back and a carved oar in hand, longer than Kojiro's katana.
To Kojiro, it was an insult.
To Musashi, it was strategy.
They gave me a big haughty octopus man so games good
Fuck em up meat baby
I should get into fate extra
I will be mining this game for writing ideas because its tickling my brain a little
Should I be concerned
I've only had Ramona for a day but if anything happened to her etcetera etcetera
Yeah Morimens has some juice
My Helot smashing her fists together as she slowly approaches the boss
