I’ve been posting here for a few weeks now, and it occured to me that I’d like to know more about the backgrounds of some of the folks who post here. I gather some of you are really into the competitive scene (such as Dark Geese), while others may be content to run their local arcade scene…And then you have your weekend/couch warriors such as myself.
The first fighting game I played on a console was Street Fighter 2, and the first arcade fighting game I played was Fatal Fury. I didn’t have much of an interest in the genre until Mortal Kombat hit the scene. My opinion of the MK franchise as a whole is less than stellar, but I do credit it with making a lot of fighting game fans. Lacking a next-gen console, I bought Mortal Kombat for my gameboy the weekend following Mortal Monday. I…pretty much thought it was fantastic. The graphics floored me, and the watered-down, monochromatic Not-so-fatalities didn’t distract me one bit.
A Christmas or two later, I was given a Sega Genesis for Christmas. And with it, Mortal Kombat 2. A scrub from the get-go, I mostly “played” the game in 2-player mode, with the sole purpose of executing fatalities. I did this for hours at a time, and would go on to do the same with MK3. The same Christmas I got Mortal Kombat 3, I was given Super Street Fighter 2 for the Genesis. This was the first Street Fighter game I owned. As much as I sucked at it, I still enjoyed it. And, as the game lacked fatalities, it was the first fighting game I had that provided any incentive to play in singleplayer mode. It never went well, but I soon learned how to assign Ken a purple gi, and have since made it a point to do so when using Ken in ever single game he appeared in thereafter. [As a side note, I didn’t develop metrosexual tendencies, for which my girlfriend teases me, until years after the fact]. Killer Instict and Mortal Kombat Trilogy would prove to be my last flings with the genre for a long time. Owning an N64 instead of a Playstation will do that to you. For every Tekken the PS guys got, we got a Mace: The Dark Ages, or a Dark Rift…God damn Vic Tokia.
After the Saturn had officially been pronounced dead, I made it a point to get one and secure some of the fighting games I’d wanted for the system. Finally, I would get an oppertunity to play Virtua Fighter 2 and Fighters Megamix. Woot. I would go on to buy a used copy of Street Fighter Collection 2, but only because it cost me $4. And then, for a long time again, there was silence.
Summer 1999. I was in an arcade and I saw a couple guys playing Marvel vs Capcom on a nice cab. I stopped dead in my tracks, amazed at what I saw as the evolution of 2D fighting games. Everything was big, colorful, and fast. The game gave me just one more reason to be excited about owning a Dreamcast, which I picked up on 9/9/99
Marvel vs Capcom 2
Street Fighter 3- Third Strike
Street Fighter Alpha 3
Dead or Alive 2
The King of Fighters: Dream Match 1999 (or, KOF98, Hyper Anime Intro Edition Perfect- Jp. working title)
Project Justice (member title)
I owned all of the above games, and that’s precisely why, to this day, I make it a point to correct people when they remark about how “the Dreamcast sucked.” What an exciting time to be a fighting game fan. I was still playing all of the games on their easiest difficulty levels, but damn it, I was playing them.
My friend picked up a copy of Capcom vs SNK 2 for his PS2, and for the first time ever, I had legitimate competition. His Ken and my Ken were evenly matched for a long time, but where I’ve had a growing interest in 2D fighters, his interests have turned to anime-based 3D fighting games…Which is understandable, given his fascination with anime, and Japanese culture as a whole.
The music stopped again for a while until I picked up the KOF 02/03 two-pack for my PS2. Then, the bug hit me again, now worse than ever before. I made an investment with an arcade stick (which I’ve still got to mod), and got a flip-top for my PS2.
I came here to learn, largely, and to discuss a hobby that no around around me shares. One day, I’ll understand all of the jargon that’s used around here, and I may not even be a scrub anymore. Until then, be warned. If anyone dares challenge me, they will not have an exciting, challenging match. Oh you’ll win, but it’ll be an empty victory- er, victoly.