My friend bet me i couldn’t beat is yang against my sean, in 2nd impact for 10$'s.
I beat him and said he shouldn’t stay in the corner so much and he took that as shit talking and tried to fight me so then I started parrying his punches but parrying in real life is different cause my fucking arms started hurting so I punched him in his face and ran downstairs and went outside I couldn’t believe that shit had just went down and I had punched somebody that got me as good as I am now. He came outside but he just left the arcade.
Later he paid me and we been playing ever since.
Another time there was this guy that moved to Omaha Ne from Sunnyvalle Cal and he was always bragging about how good the “greats” were like Valle and one of them Jasons thats good at ST not shirts,not Cole,not wilson the other one.
So I got sick of hearing that shit whenever he lost in 2nd impact so I was like dude this aint even ST ya know stfu about that shit damn. He owned me alot though in 2nd impact cause I was a noob. But eventually the noob started dominating everybody and they momma with Sean so one day he just couldn’t take losing to a cornhusker anymore and tried to fight me, I was half sleep laying on my stomach to the floor and my friends were still up playing Kof 99. Somebody was leaving and this fool was coming in I guess and I saw two feet on opposite sides of my waist. This fool was standing over me hitting me in the head with his fist!:looney: So I got up some how threw a fake punch at his face and he reacted and backed up and hit his head on the wall!!(the fucking wiff WORKED!!)
so then I stole on his ass and busted his nose so then that fool was holding his nose then I punched his ass again but he didn’t fall so I kicked his ass as hard as I could in the face and blood went everywhere and my fucking shelltoe flew off. Then he fell and I started stomping his ass like Alex more like sentinel but somewhere in there he moved and I fucked my heel up and limped for like two weeks. Then the homies playing KOF got me off of em the cops came and asked ME if i wanted to press charges and I was like nah its cool now.
The guy that pulled me off of him was the same guy I had the money match with in the arcade.
Gamers get violent in Omaha Nebraska, ex thugs and gangmembers and fighting games dont mix.
Either that or 2nd impact Sean was broken!