Marth is from Fire Emblem, a supposedly hardcore tactical RPG that really made itself known after Marth and Roy were introduced in Melee. I say 'supposedly' because I've never played the original, just Radiant Dawn, because like most games from that part of the world it never leaves the J-Pop polluted streets of Tokyo without every screaming fanboy (with his nose buried so deep into four-year-old DBZ manga you could've sworn it was a permanent Goku tatoo, of course) on the U.S. mainland calling for the blue-haired boy with the same haircut as my sister.
Maybe I'm being a bit too harsh, for Radiant Dawn did prove that the concept the series was derived from was indeed 'hardcore' and intuitive, and I don't really hate the Japanese and otaku(s?), even if personally I couldn't say if the lot of them shared these feelings, but now let's get to what I wanted to talk about:
If I could speak on the behalf of every inbred, balding primate hiding in their cellars, flailing their Wii remotes and Nintendo-emblem bearing T-shirts like fratboys at a Halo 3 game fest, I'd apologize for being such a self-righteous ass; luckily, I'm not one of them. However, Yahtzee, I am sorry that you had to suffer what must've been a literal tome of hatemail from some people who no doubt have been on the losing side of a Tic-Tac-Toe match with a chicken at some point, when they can find out how to scratch out the lines in the dirt.