Again, as always, this is based entirely upon real events. The preceedings, however, did not happen while in our current house as shown. Instead they took place in the dank cesspits of scum and villainy known as a Dorm room, which to this day remains the den of untold evils I dare not disclose (most of which are similar to this comic’s events). In this place there were no blue couches (there were no couches at all!), nor any fantastically mounted lion posters, but there were immasculations galore.
Bonus points to the person who can figure out which specific game this relates to, suffice to say there was a Spider of Magma, which may or may not have been a decievingly difficult (read: easy) first boss fight. My blame lies upon many things, not the least of which is sharp learning curves, a females desire more compulsive then cancer to excel in a man’s hobby, and that fabled unicorn known simply as “beginner’s luck”. Again I must stress that this comic is no exaggeration, in fact the surprise and purely sadistic glee juxtaposed against the kick-in-the-groin look is actually the tip of the proverbial iceberg. No more then a week later did I recieve a present, a book, only to find inscribed within the cover a love note which read to the tune of: “Don’t let any pesky Magma-Spiders get in your way! – Love Becky!”
Perhaps I should have recounted this tale to my friends sooner, in an effort to help them understand our relationship more clearly. It is not a hate that burns like lightning between us, no, it is competition. The only comforts that come to us, usually in the dead of night while the other slumbers, is that we do in fact excel at different aspirations. She a musician, and me with ears so sharp they can usually distinguish the sound of an oceanliner coming to port from the delicate flutter of a blue bird’s wings. Myself in the field of Architecture, and Becky with enough spatial sense to know where my kidneys are when they call out to be punched. It is a happy existence we have found together.
To answer a question I predict you may ask: She demanded that her sword be rune-etched, for greater power, and possibly to help the reader in understanding its vorpal properties. I don’t know, I simply follow her ridiculous demands, this only adds to the amount that I love her.
With the decapitation of a video game spider, a love was born.
The first Devel May Cry…ftw?
>a females desire more compulsive then cancer >to excel in a man’s hobby
A man’s hobby, eh? Is that why you got owned so hardcore?
OH SNAP
(Magma Spider DR 15/rune)
Forgot to confirm on here, but yes, it was the first Devil May Cry game.