Since I joined SRK

A while back Nolan posted in the Negro thread saying that I should post something epic one of these days. Well, I don’t know if this is going to be epic enough to satisfy but I will do my best. This thread is intended to be as inclusive as possible so if you feel like making a post similiar to mine or saying something random or posting SNDN2 clips or telling me I’m retarded it’s all good. Anyways, here we go.

Since I joined SRK…

Nearly 9 years have passed, a fact that is as stunning as it is depressing, in a way.

There have been three different presidents in office (Clinton, Bush, and Obama for people who haven’t lived in this country for twenty years)

CvS1, CvS2, T4, T5 (and all of it’s bonus versions), SC II, SC III, SC IV, VF4, VF5, GG, GGX (and all of it’s offspring), Garou, Misc KOF’s (don’t know enough/remember enough/care enough abuot SNK to be more accurate enough), probably a Samurai Showdown or four, SFIV, Blazblue, technically T6 I guess, and prob ten million fighting games I am forgetting have been released.

EDIT: 9/11 happened, which needs no explanation. I bring it up mainly because the day it happened Cody, me and John May stayed up all night playing the pirated CvS2 Cody had just got and we were in the training room at like 8-9 in the morning (without having slept) and he was trying to parry Patriot Circle and I was just defending Kyo’s “oh shit I’m on fire” super and my dad called and said “Uh, yeah, you prob should watch the news cause there’s some shit goin down”. You’re glad I included this story

I’ve played against maybe the greatest ST player who has ever lived. Mandel would set up money matches for this guy. Once I was playing Guile and he was Ken and he hit me with ultra deep cross up j fw, cancel into air hurricane kick and then link the sweep. Then he hit me with something else and I was dizzy and he did j rh, standing fierce, fierce shoryuken to kill me. His name was Computer in the Cabinet at Lanwerx

I’ve ran a few dozen (if not more) arcade tournaments, from the Marvel and CvS 2 tourneys at SC to Quarters to Lanwerx. I remember driving to Rat’s house at like 9:30-10 in the morning on a Saturday so we could go to Kinko’s and print out the big ass brackets before tourneys and whatnot. Then we’d get to SC and I’d start yelling at people and the arcade would be ridiculously full and I would hear the words “How long till I play?” 28342083402834 times a day.

I’ve beaten Jason Mar, Jason Kuan and Rowtron in Marvel tournaments. Still have never and likely will never beat Rat. All three at SC iirc. That should be an indication of why I was victorious. Perhaps.

I’ve lived in 5 different places. Renton, Sunnyvale CA, West Seattle (for like two weeks), Redmond and now Bellevue.

I’ve been in the hospital shit, what, 20+ times if you count random nights in the ER. Had 5 surgeries. Broke my record in June by spending 21 days in the hospital. 5 days aint’ shit no mo! P.S. I also had no solid food during that duration and my weight got down to 138.5. I’m 6 feet tall. Sexy, no?

B4, B5, Evo2k2-2k9 have occurred. I went to B5, Evo2k2, Evo2k3. I was in Vegas for 2k9, even stopped by the Evo room and watched the 5v5, but I don’t know if it qualifies as “going to Evo” since I didnt’ enter any games. B5 took place in the Folsom Game Room which was basically an above-average-sized arcade. 2k9 took place in a ballroom thing in a Vegas hotel. Evolution, indeed. I beat Soo at B5 if you can believe that. I was on the Evo2k2 dvd playing Nun, using Sent/Cable/Son son. The team illicits no surprise if know me. I was one or two matches away from qualifying in Marvel in 2k3 playing BH/Magneto/Tron. My fighting game career is illustrious.

I’ve seen Seattle Marvel do what no other scene prior to or since has been capable of doing. In any game that’s popular to any degree, especially the main game of the time, it’s common knowledge that the best people come from EC/NYC, Cali and Japan. There’s nothing mysterious about this. It’s simply a question of population. More people = more varied competition = more incentive to get better = more intense competition = etc. When your scene consists of maybe 10-15 regulars and that many randoms it is difficult to compete on the same level as a scene that can draw 100 man tournaments monthly. When Rat, Cody, Thong, me, Jackson and Brian went to Cali the first time (technically Jackson and Brian went to B4 iirc but I digress) we had no idea what to expect. At that point it didn’t seem like someone could be better than Rat. Concept could not process. Long story short, Duc was. Valle probably too though I think Rat had a serious chance to beat him in that tournament if given the opportunity. Anyways, it was like a 150+ tourney (iirc) at SHGL (which no longer exists) and Rat came in third, which was a pretty big deal when you consider at that time Duc was technically the world’s best and he was the only person who beat Rat in the tournament. Sidenote: First time I met Shady I was playing CvS on NGPC and he said what’s up and I barely looked at him and said oh hey then went back to playing. Lesson? I’m an asshole. So anyways, that trip was part of the catalyst for the scene to really become cohesive enough to make a strong showing at B5. There was an earlier one (Jackson winning the Gameworks tournament the previous August) but after the trip to Cali people seemed to get together more often to play at my place or Cody’s ( I think Cody had his own place by then) and we go to B5 and I think the NW had like 10+ qualify out of like 50-60 spots, which was a big deal since no one even thought we had a scene minus Rat. We beat good people, though this post is getting crazy long so I won’t go into that. Anyways, B5 Rat and Row both placed well, both top 10 or close to it iirc. My memory starts to get sketchy here because I know the Scodolfy madness began after B5 but I can’t remmeber if Cody, Row, Thong and Scott went to ECC before Evo2k2 or after. I’m thinking Row’s hype might’ve started after he won an SHGL tourney but I can’t remmeber. This is getting supa long. Long story long, there was a somewhat unique set of circumstances that facilitated us getting this good at Marvel (infinite, free, open invite to Cody’s house. A still-active arcade) but travel was definitely a big part of it. This is only a small part of a story most of you know anyways, but if you think abuot it is something worth marvelling (sorry) at. It’s not like we were an ok scene with a world’s best player, we had world’s best players. My position is probably unique since I’ve seen so many games come and go and have seen everything be Cali/NYc/Japan. Everything except Marvel. And I’m probably also speaking from a place of pride since, in my own small retarded way, I contributed to it. Anyays, yeah, you’ve been sick of hearin me babble about Marvel so.

I’ve driven to Cali four times (just for gaming), Folsom once and LA three times. After B5, Evo2k2 and 2k3 I drove the entire way back without stopping. 19 hours of puttin in work. It’s the most notable achievement of my fighting game career.

Okie dokie. I’ve written more than anyone probably wanted to read. I could write mmore, always more to write, but I’m gonna cut myself off in the interest of doing something besides writing this post today. And typing the word “write”. Maybe I’ll add more later. 9 years is a long fucking time. Soooooooo

Yellow hat. I got 5th place at that one SC Marvel tournament when the San Diego peeps were here. I dedicated my 5th place victory to you. Because I wore a yellow hat.

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I’m six feet tall and I rock 140 lbs. just, like, normally.

My boss asked me last week if I had lost weight. I was like, “haha, no way!”

Meanwhile I am thinking to myself, “oh shit.”

More Marvel history/stories, plz.

Funny thing to me is I was at that SHGL tourney where Rat placed 2nd or 3rd or whatever and I had just moved back to socal from Seattle a couple months before. It was the weekend I stopped playing Marvel, I didn’t even enter the tourney after getting rocked in casuals the day before by a million things i hadnt even seen.

It’s a shame about shgl…

Nice read. I’m always curious to hear how people got into and stayed in the fighting game scene. Dope.

My first encounter with the Seattle scene was summer of 2004 when I was an intern at MS. I was looking for local gaming and discovered Bellevue Lanwerx. I had no idea how hype the place was for the fighting game community until I moved up here later, so the reason I went there as an intern was to play some Counterstrike and Warcraft III. After playing for an hour I noticed all the arcade machines on the other side and was hella surprised to see all the big games there (Marvel, 3S, CVS2, etc.). I ended up playing 3S the rest of the night with this dude with a Nintendo jacket and thinking “Wow cool this guy works at Nintendo”… Yup it was Ondrej.

I had been into the scene in Miami for a while but I didn’t really join SRK til later that year so I didnt meet the rest of the Seattle people that summer. When I moved up after college Bellevue Lanwerx had closed down but the Woodinville one was still open. I went there a few times and LTB was always there playing 3S or CVS2. Then there was this tournament at Loki’s that I know a bunch of people went to but I didn’t really recognize anyone there except LTB and Loki (who was nice enough to give me a ride from a shopping center since his parking lot was full).

Shortly after that Zach started having his gatherings and I met everyone else, back when people showed up on time and we had TWO poker tournaments a night. Also, the amount of people there was MUCH smaller. Funny enough, the first people I met there other than Zach was Super Joe and his sister. I think back then everyone thought I was weird because I was hella quiet, usually because I didn’t really know anyone. It’s been incredibly fun since then.

I remember when we were in a hand by ourself, and you were on a straght draw. And sure enough your damn straight hit on the fucking river, I remember looking over at you and your chest was straight HEAVING and heaved more and more as I took my time on trying to see some tells on your ass…I remember checking to you and you bet out instantly, in disgust i called because I wanted to know if I was right, and sure enough I was.

Fast forward to 2009, where I’m cheering my ass for you on the big screen…and walking the strip with you and your wife back in April. You’ve came a long way in my book sir…

OH DON’T FORGET OUR FAILED 2V2 ATTEMPTS IN WOW LOL.

Haha yea I first got into poker because of the tournaments, I almost forgot about that. Yup I was hella weak back then and I remember that tournament. I hit big hands all night and won the first one and got 2nd on the other one.

I miss Zach poker tournaments =[

I remember driving to Lanwerx all the time all the way from north everett. I played in a couple guilty gear console tournaments and never won any matches or probably even rounds. Most the time though nobody was there except LTB’s ass playing third strike by himself. I would try to play him and he would absolutely scrape me. I would look at him like gimme some hints or something dude or sandbag or give me a chance. Nope. Never. Dude would just rape the shit out of me every single time. Just make me waste my money. Ah, what a personable guy he was. I continued to give him my money over and over for a long time before I decided that I hated that game. Started going to Zach’s and playing ST. I don’t really remember the transition or how I really even started talking to people, because I’m really quiet and awkward before I know people. Next thing I know I’m getting stoned with axel and noogie trappin’ fools.

Back in my days as a mallrat, my brother, mastermind, and I ran the Kitsap Mall Silvercoin. And by ‘ran’ I mean “WHO RUN IT?! WE RUN IT!” We dominated over any fighting game there: MVC1&2, TTT, T4, SC2. We knew the owner of the place on a first name basis and got free credits every once in a while from the coolest guy ever, Ed (God rest him). TTT and MVC2 were the current games at the time. I graduated from being a Paul scrub in T3 into a Super-Random-Battle champion against the Tacoma peeps (MrWhiteFolks, FrankdaDank, SLA, Paris, Deezo, etc.) I think it was from there I really wanted to compete against other people, and with mastermind was my only means of transportation and link to the competitve gaming community, we started to branch out from ruling our home turf of Kitsap Mall’s Silvercoin arcade.

So we soon started going to the OTHER Silvercoin over in Southcenter mall before it was remodeled (by the way, HOLY CRAP. i went there for the first time after i took 3rd in the GameStop tournament SINCE the Silvercoin MVC2 tournament days. My world was rocked. No joke. Ah nostalgia.) to compete in the MVC2 tournaments where I first met Rat, Row, Cody, & Nolan. Didn’t talk to you guys much back then, I mean c’mon, I was 14 still in junior high. Haha. I think the highest I placed was 4th or 5th in one tournament. I think I was knocked out by Rat and then Cody. It felt good to hear someone say “where the hell this kid come from” when I placed that high. haha.

But shortly after, the owner closed the Southcenter Silvercoin and sold the Kitsap one to random Koreans who don’t take care of the place or its machines. I went on to finish junior high, high school and college. All still keeping up with TTT, T4, T5, MVC2, CvS2 (sorta), SC2 but not appearing at tournaments due to life getting in the way.

I was 13-15 years old back then. I’m 23 now. Almost a full decade’s passed since I first met Frank, Mandel, Trace, Rat, Row and Nolan. So, I fall into a category of OG and Fresh Face currently. And I’m down with that. And I’m happy to be back in the scene with the people I first met back when I first started my competitive gaming journey or whatever you’d wanna call it.

My name is Francis, I’m from Bremerton, WA. And I rep the NORTHBEST. :tup:

That was pretty epic.

Thought I would just stop in and post that

Remember how crazy the tourney threads were back before there was an NW section?

Epic indeed.

The Fighting game scene has created some unforgetable memories. Funny shit / Drama since I started playing shit serious in 2003

As I reread my post, and read the subsequent posts, it’s easy for me to see that Marvel stuff > me stuff. Because this will be limited to what I remember of events that happened seven or eight years ago there might be discrepancies between my recollection and what actually happened. I assure you that none of these will be intentional. I assume it will have more to do with inadvertent omission rather than actual distortion of facts. Same page? No? It’s ok. I don’t even know what I’m saying half the time. Here we go. Wish me good luck. Then wish me bubu doo babu and nee murn urp nurm urn urp.

I’m gonna try to focus on the time leading up to B5, maybe a little after, but my mind likes to get impatient and jump around so if my post does the same bear with me, or tell me to fuck off. Either/or.

First things first, I need to mention that in my original post I forgot that John May and Nolan both went on the original SHGL trip we made. The reason I forgot is because we all got there on a Friday I think and those guys left that weekend. Cody, Rat and I stayed for a week at Clock’s house, who is one of the coolest humans breathing. Sidenote: Rat only stayed there a few days because Thong came down with some of their non-fighting game friends and he was with them the whole time, so it was mostly just Cody and I. Clock had school (the trip was in March) so Cody and I were left to our own devices at his house for a good part of each day. What’d we do? Watch Kenshin or play Marvel, what else? It’s mentionable because Clock later told me that his mom loved me and Cody, sighting the fact that all we did was stay in Clock’s room as the main reason. Nerdiness as politeness. So anyways, Nolan and John May came and stayed with us at the shitty motel (it was a block away from SHGL) for a couple of nights and then left. John May then drove the twenty hours back to Seattle making the Chris face the whole time while Nolan slept. John May you should really post and say you remember the Chris face because the image is so ridiculous it still makes me laugh. (For the uneducated, Chris face references [media=youtube]1LwuT3MffEw[/media] Think it’s around 1:20, the face of the last guy they show after they say “It was Bravo Team’s helicopter” Vid/acting is classic, regardless)
Random memories from that trip/tournament: Walking into SHGL around maybe 4-5 one day and Rat’s getting ready to play and it’s on the win streak screen and he’s like “Look”, so I do, and he had gotten like ~70 wins with Iceman/Cable/Sentinel. He said at one point there was a guy who made everyone else stop playing and just kept playing him over and over until he beat him. Duc constantly asking me to come play him in CvS 1 and more often than not ocving me with EX Yuri. “Blackheart/Capcom, come play me” is what he would say. I legally changed my name from Blackheart/Capcom a few years ago. Valle saying I looked like Lil Nemo all grown up (Long yellow hat, navy blue Pikachu shirt, white warmups…not a bad assessment). I also noticed Ricky had the same warm ups I had random day he was there. Rat’s beyond epic match with Nyte (speaking of old school) in that tournament where he killed two characters with one Iceman aircombo/super. Jackson almost beating Viscant first round. Thong almost beating Shady (which was something he would accomplish later…foreshadowing?) Uh, think that’s it for the SHGL trip. Oh, one of the tires of my then brand new Jeep went flat the day we were leaving the motel so we had to change it and our hands got all dirty so Rat just went into one of the rooms they were cleaning to wash them, so I did the same, and then the management said we had to leave.

So we come back, things return to normal more or less. Everyone goin to SC around 5-6 on Friday and Saturday nights, out to eat and to people’s houses for more Marvel after, etc. Then like five months later we’re like “Oh we should go to B5”. It was held in August iirc. Spoiler alert: Nor Cal in August is fucking hot. The best I can recall these are the people who went. Again, if I neglect to mention you it is simply because my brain has failed us like Executus fails Ragnaros. The list!: Me, Cody, Nolan, Rat, Row, Scott Wang, Thong, Jon Mar, Brian Jiang, Jackson, John May…and fuck me I’m sure I’m forgetting someone. Evan Wenzel was there (this mothafucka was the single Seattle representative at B4, after all) but we didn’t know each other that well and he traveled there on his own). We took three cars that trip. Me in the lead, someone in the middle (I can’t remember whose car or who was driving) and Jon Mar driving Cody’s car iirc in the back. I remember we met up that morning (would’ve been a Tuesday I think) and Jon said he hadn’t slept all night. I thought that was a strange strat, especially since he knew he’d be driving Cody’s car, but I figured whatever. If Duc stayed up all night before tournaments and still won them maybe Jon Mar was weird with driving in the same way. So we’re driving and, like any non-retarded person driving the lead car, I kept checking my rearview to make sure everyone was still reasonably close and/or not dead. All of a sudden, like some action movie shit, the third car in our caravan swerves behind this semi and off the road, dirt going everywhere and just as quickly swerves back onto the road. So I call Jon and am like “Uh, what?” and he’s like “Yeah I think maybe someone else should drive” in his zombie voice. So we all pull over at this random middle-of-nowhere Costco and use Nolan’s card to go inside en masse and get hot dogs. Actually, there were two hot dog trips because Cody and Row’s dumbasses woke up all delayed and were like “ooh codyliciou hot dog oooh” (even though the name Codyliciou didn’t exist at taht point, but you get the idea). Bringing this up is kind of silly. It’d be stranger if Row and Cody didn’t sleep on roadtrips.

Sidenote way out of order: A semi-epic moment of note, in what was the final tournament at SC before B5 (if memory serves) Row beat Rat in the finals and won the tournament. This was of particular note because it was the first tournament at SC, ever, that Rat hadn’t won. I think prior to that he had only even lost one match ever and I will tentatively assign that victory to Jmar, only because I remember Albert being beyond hyped when Jason and Rat were playing later in that tournament. If you’re old school I don’t need to explain Albert, if you’re new school I can’t explain Albert. You had to be there. Cry pardon.

So we arrive relatively unscathed to our beautiful accomodations like 200 feet from the arcade. Folsom to us that trip = the Gameroom, our hotel, the nearby gas station and whatever fast food was within range nad not hard to find. We had 11 people in our hotel room. 11. In a hotel room with two beds. I brought my TV down so we could have two Marvel set ups in that room. There was a point when I yelled at everyone that was in there (all playing/watching Marvel) for drinking half a pop and then opening a new one. Like semi-irate even. I was unsurprisingly ignored. I had to go all over the hotel to try and find the janitor to get a plunger because someone in our room clogged the toilet and it overflowed to the point taht water was coating the bathroom floor. The coolest part? They didn’t tell anyone. I just randomly walked in there after being at the gameroom and tada! Toilet water everywhere. I’m honestly still trying to concieve of how the eleven of us made the single bathroom situation work. I have no recollection of how we did it, which probably is indicative of trauma so severe that I have blocked it out.

So we now had a hotel room and tvs were set up and pops were being half-drunk and people were destroying bathrooms and not saying anything and everything we cool. But come on. We drove however many hours to play Marvel. Destroying bathrooms was a secondary priority at best. We got there Wednesday. The tournament started Friday. What did that mean? Well, basically, we ran shit on the cabinets in the Gameroom all day Wednesday. It was kind of silly. Besides us the majority of people there were locals, or Nor Cal people that didn’t have to go that far. There were some randoms that traveled (remember talking to a guy from Texas back when my misanthropy was only in its infant stages), but iit didn’t really matter. To put it in perspective, I think they had like 4 Marvel cabinets set up at that point and I basically remmeber waiting for an hour, not playing, because I was trying to play someone not from Seattle. Eventually I just went to play on the cabinet where Scott and Row were trading games because I needed something to do. It was kinda retarded like that. Cody would walk up to Thong and play his game, Thong would go play Rat’s game, etc. Consistent double digit win streaks on each cabinet. It was hard to say if we were more pleased with our success or more disappionted it was so easy. Actually, it was most likely the former. I think the difference between B5 and every subsequent major was how…I guess naive we were though that almost seems derogatory. It was more like we didn’t really give a fuck, and we didn’t because in a way we didn’t know any better. There was no more pressure going into that tournament for us, as a whole, as there was for a random SC tournament. The pressure certainly existed on an individual level, because everyone wanted to good, but we weren’t going there to prove anything. We weren’t goin there on some divine quest to show people how good Seattle was. We were just goin to this big tournament to hopefully do good. I won my first pool match against Soo, like I mentioned earlier, and I won my next one or two matches and ended up losing the finals of my pool against this dude named Doug who got 5th in MWC that year. Now if you know me at all you probably know I usually am not very pleased when I lose in tournaments. But at B5 I was smiling after I lost, complaining dude didn’t get hit by my POW! super on purpose. Point being? Results were truly secondary to the trip, and I can’t really remember anyone being particularly upset about how their tournament turned out. It’s a sort of unfortunate because it’s an impossible thing to replicate. Every trip after that, whether it was Marvel or other scenes from Seattle, wouldn’t really be able to go into the situation without at least a degree of expectation as a whole. Partly because of the bar being set so high by Marvel, partly because of SRK becoming such a standard part of the community, etc. I can’t say if this is for better or for worse. Depends on your perspective, I suppose.

Fuck me this is long already and I have more stuff to talk about (Cable and Team Seattle, Yellow Salad!, upsets, our new Hawaiian bffs, etc. [This is only here so I can remmeber what to talk about next time, if such a time exists]). If this melted your brain with boredom (though how you read the whole thing if that’s the case I don’t know) then apologies. Got some stuffs to do that isn’t this so I think I will go do it. TBC, maybe. P.S. Chip IS a jerk!

(required sidenote: Soo is one of the coolest people ever. After I beat him at B5 I turned to shake his hand and he walked off, upset. Extremely understandable. I’m some weird fuckin white guy playin BH/Cable/Son Son wearing this absurd fleece yellow hat in 90+ degree weather, not to mention that I had a stupidly lucky and ridiculous comeback first game of that match. So flash forward to Evo2k2 and me and I think Mandel go into the huge ass room at UCLA where the tournament’s gonna happen and all of a sudden this tall ass Asian dude like walks up from all the way across the room to shake my hand and apologize for not doing it after our match at B5. How he even remembered who I was/what I looked like I don’t know, but Soo’s tight regardless. Him and Kuan were also separated at birth, but that’s another story)

These posts are good stuff. Keep em’ coming. B5 was tight cause it really put NW on the map.

That’s what I’m talking about, Mr. Graham. Clearly your writing skills, along with your razor-sharp wit, ironclad memory, and unparalleled talent for self-deprecation, have not faded over the years. Reading these stroll-down-memory-lanes makes me long for simpler times, but I can’t help but smile when I think back to the days when I lived in an apartment with the same number as my first major fighting game tournament. If I may, let me interject with some comments/corrections on the story thus far:

Before that, though -
Me: Boobah da bahboo!
Kuenai: His name is Hoover!
Me: Shut up, Jamie. His name is boobah da bahboo.

  • I had spent the night at Cody’s (surprise, no?) on 9/10/01. When I woke up the next day, who of all people but Rodolfo Castro was the first person to tell me about 9/11 in Cody’s living room. I, of course, initially thought he was lying, that is until I noticed the news channel they were watching. That was one time I will always remember where something that came out of Row’s mouth wasn’t complete and utter horse shit.

  • I’m almost sure we had some kind of miniature-golf tournament before I left SHGL. +1 to whoever remembers who won that, because I sure don’t.

  • I didn’t sleep the night before we went back, so John Mayfield drove the first half, I drove the second half back to Seattle. He was still making the Chris face while sleeping.

  • Not sure if you didn’t mention this because of a simple lapse in memory or out of sheer embarrassment (knowing you, I doubt it’s the latter), but the Codylicio / SeanSean duets of “A Whole New World” and other random songs on the drive down to B5 (or was it SHGL? Damn this feeble memory of mine) were priceless. What I wouldn’t give to have that on camera.

  • I still don’t understand why you didn’t want to call hotel maintenance to come clean the bathroom / unclog the toilet and insisted on doing it yourself. Being a man incapable of any compassion whatsoever, your random moment of caring for the feelings of the hotel staff truly caught me off guard.

  • Didn’t we watch a movie in that theater that was in the same little plaza as the Gameroom? Another +1 if any of the B5 crew can remember what movie we saw. I have a guess, but I don’t want to influence anyone’s memory.

  • I lost to Nyte at B5 to not get out of my pool. I was using Cable/Strom/IronMan and he used Cable/Strom/Doom. The tournament format at B5 was jacked up. Iirc, the pools were single elimination. Gay, huh. As not to step on anyone’s toes, I’ll leave the rest of the B5 tourney summary to Mr. Graham.

  • Wtf is “nee murn urp nurm urn urp”. It took me a second to compute “bubu doo babu”, mainly because you spelled it wrong, but I can’t figure out the other one. It’ll probably end up being super obvious, but you should tell me anyways. “What IIISS it!?”

The events surrounding B5 are some of my most treasured memories. Can’t believe it took me so long (Evo2k9) to repeat. “TBC, maybe” my ass, I wanna hear the Yellow Salad! story, you lazy mofo.