RUSIBANA'S PROFILE

Hello. You want to know why I'm here.

Well. Due to initially alarming psychic events in the gaming world, I have discovered I very much underestimated the extent to which I am an open book to every LGBT person with a mind as much made of SNES RPGs as mine is, including people I've never met. And this was after several years of isolation! There is no remote place that can keep my secrets, so I return to the herd.

Put another way, your Unity, in the process of making her games, accidentally called a lesbian demon's name too many times, and now I'm here. Toby Fox called me too many times, making Undertale, but that will have verrrrry different results. *Anjali.*

I am Sihwa-ha, an anthropomorphized sound of ocean waves, a Pisces. If you met me you would see messy red naturally sculptable hair, skin and features too Native to be white, prayer beads, flips I've taped up a few times, sweats, and a hoodie. I'm ascetic by some South or East Asian standards, I have politics and etiquette most humans consider demonic. I've bitterly severed ties with the Shotokan and a few Buddhist communities. I even have almost enough leg flexibility to sit in that iconic, perfect kiba-dachi. If Gouki was built like an actual karateka, and realized all that anger was the PTSD of growing up a closeted lesbian trans woman of color, he'd be me. But he's just a weirdo bodybuilder with shitty striking technique and fireballs. That's great, if you're fighting supermodels that consider burn scars as anything but slightly stronger skin. Humans and their fear of scars, hahahaha! *EDIT: Oh also I'm real.*

*Anjali, mutters mantras for 20 minutes.* Oh! You want to know why I am here.

My nostalgia is spread out over JRPGs, the Baldur's Gate combat system, and 2/2.5d fighters, so any games I make will probably be similar *EDIT: familiar? similar? juxtaposed? how much I've forgotten* to you in form. We are gamers that like things to change, but inside of the same old comfy houses. But my spiritual path is something you've never, ever, ever seen, and any games I make will reflect that. What's left of a saint in me, might have prayed that the world would kill me before I publish the kind of game I'd make. But hey, can you name any living saints these days?

*Nods, makes an "ah" as if you thanked her, and returns to muttering mantras.*

I'm not a robot. Submit. Hahahaha. No, don't submit to me. Hahahaha.

*EDIT: I think I understand. Thank you all for teaching me this lesson in communication. It's very subtle. I've never seen this lesson in any of the etiquette books. Well, somewhat, but it wasn't explained well at all, and you can only do so much with unexplained examples, of etiquette, in stories. I think people would be afraid that such a lesson as what you taught me is impolite to say aloud to anyone that wasn't ready. How did you know I was ready to learn such a lesson in communication? You don't know me at all, you claim. But you know me very, very well, if you taught me such an advanced lesson. Don't worry, I'm not afraid of your knowledge of me anymore.*