Notes from author
Yes, I submitted this build yesterday. No, it didn't contain the unmeasurable tidal wave of feels this one is going to have so stfu
Dark Souls has a matter of weeks left. WEEKS. Six and some change, to be exact. Then it's going to get kicked out of the way by the unexplored, unforgiving and (heh) unpatched monstrosity of fun and frustration that will HOPEFULLY be Dark Souls II. And this saddens me almost as much as it excites me.
We're ditching Frank Sinatra for Fall Out Boy. (The OLD stuff, not their new crap)
We're ditching high school for college.
We're ditching our grade school crush for UNTAMED SLIGHTLY UNSTABLE HOMICIDAL BEAUTY.
Dark Souls is going to die. Deader than before. Extra dead. The shivering little bundle of stubborn vets, squealing nooblets and hacking gankers that still cling to the game? Yeah. Gubbai ;-; and this...this is very, very traumatic for me.
Dark Souls II is going to be some scary shit. l'm scared. You should be scared. PvP will be a nightmare for the first few weeks/months. There's no more glitch exploitation. No more generic, OP builds. No more toggling. No more staggers chained into backstabs, dead-angled Wrath of the Gods chained into backstabs, backstabs chained into backstabs...at least we're still free to RB spam.
But not til March 11th.
So, March 1st I'm starting my final Dark Souls playthrough--a SL130 Meowcenaries run using this build. All areas. All bosses. All with the kitty ring on. It's going to climax in a night of nonstop guerrilla warfare and then I'm not going to touch another game until I have Dark Souls II in my bony little mitts.
My crying begins March 1st.
And, um....OH FUCK THE MOUSE IS ALIVE GOD NO IT'S COPY PASTING NO SELF ADVERTISEMENT IS OF THE DEVIL NUNUNUNUUUU
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