I think Marina is upset.
Why else would she put up that stupid wall to keep out the bad guys and make the octarians pay for other than to share her pain? Darlin', you did good with such a horror show of a stage fit for this month's theme! But for the next two month, how about a pair of Shifty Stations that make us grateful and merry, yeah?
Anyway, after a rough team session to royalty I decided—against any and all better judgement—to play solo... yep... some day I'll look back on it and laugh, just not today.
20 wins... out of 51 matches.
Maybe more than half of those wins being mirror matches—can't tell because the app is lousy! I plummeted faster than a stage dive by 200 points in both personal and team splatfest power and regained less than 50 points.
Problem is—other than I'm going to sound like some gamefaqs poster—my matches weren't difficult, it's just many of my teammates and opponents weren't on par to what I'm accustomed to. The exemplar of my experience is spending almost twenty seconds jumping, running, and twirling in front of a charger on a ledge who just stood there trying to shoot at me... while my teammate was trying to shoot them, the entire time. I was eventually splatted because I gave up and shot at my teammate and the charger took us both out.
Around match 30-something I gave up on any useful weapon and just went bamboolzer the entire time. And most of my matches where somehow bamboolzer pub-stompings. Seriously, how the hell am I winning 1v4s and 1v3s and 1v2s with a friggin' bamboolzer, or winning cqc fights with a curling bomb, or tenta missile wiping entire teams, or being the team's top inker with a bamboozler and still manage to lose?!
(ノಥДಥ)ノ︵ /(.□ . \)/(.□ . \)/(.□ . \)
Eventually I'll glance back on this nonsense and laugh. Just not today.