Look alive, landlubbers! Captain Marine has discovered new land, and has claimed it in her name! Behold, the newly-christened Marine Island… 2!

Never mind that it's just a sandbank, about thirty feet off shore, and is being swallowed up as we speak by the tide coming in. She planted her flag, so that means its hers! And what a flag it is, made from the finest stick, rubber bands, and old pillowcase with a grape juice stain that might have come about while she was making it. At least it didn't touch her majestic symbol, the symbol every scurvy seadog will come to fear and respect!


Anyway, I adore Marine the Raccoon. She got one game and more or less took Cream's spot in it, but she was a delight all the same. And even after that adventure, she continues to sail the seas, making a name for herself and conquering the waves! Or at least supervising those who are actually doing the conquering. As she's wont to do: sta.sh/0k6u53lyecu

Blaze remains unimpressed. Look alive, First Mate! Your captain needs you!