How Do You Like Your Marisa?
I think of Marisa as a young woman who, quite simply, couldn't give a damn whether or not she's liked or hated. She lives in the moment, she's selfish and indulges in multiple vices, and she doesn't take no for an answer. I once wrote her as a troublemaker who spiked the punch bowl with sake to make things interesting, then tried to have her way with a drunk Patchouli.
If Reimu is Mario and Marisa is Luigi, my interpretation of Marisa is Weegee. A coy, greedy, manipulative Weegee. 2/10. Would not greet on the street.
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