Soul Calibur can be a very good determinant on who I can live with.
This past summer, when my new third roommate moved in, he had a couple of his hick town friends over. That night, they decided to play SCII on my XBox (I have both the GC and XB versions, prefer the XBox). After watching them dick around for a bit, I decided to get in on it. So the roommate's three friends and I were playing (the roommate opted to stay out and talk shit the entire time). Used the first match to get a gauge on them and lost, when suddenly I hear the roommate talk some serious shit behind me.
After a little bit, the controller came back to me for my turn to go. Start hearing some more talk behind me, so I decided to lay waste to everyone and selected Mitsurugi.
Before the first round starts, my other roommate walks in (it's his nature to not keep his nose out of things). He looks to see who is playing, then sees the characters, then laughs to himself. Fifteen seconds and one perfect later, he finally opens his mouth: "This is why we don't allow Josh to play as Mitsurugi."
The roommate and his friends were pissed and out for blood. For about the next hour or two, I jumped between Raphael, Kilik, Mitsurugi, Maxi, Nightmare and Cervantes and just beat on all of them. If I lost a round, I'd hear shit talk only to come back to silence or groans the following round.
Finally had enough and decided to lose using Yunsung. Never liked playing with him. The other roommate knew I took the fall, but when I lost it was like the roommate and his friends won the world series. Pretty much resolved that he was a piece of trash that night. How much of a piece of trash is another story for another time.
The kicker though was that wankster fucktard never picked up the controller. If I ever looked his way and then looked at the controller, he found some way to chicken out.
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