Late Pass Capcom Fight Club Post

If you didn't come for pizza, a t-shirt, or Tatsunoko vs. Capcom, you were cryin'.

No One Cares

might as well just do it

Suicide Hotline

I'm Baaaaack

Back from fashion week and I have no pictures or anything. Mostly played SFIV and went to random parties. Met Henrik Vibskov and his CFO and they are some cool people. They're looking for a New York location so if you know a good spot send them an email. Went to the dubstep rave(? might actually have been a concert) and the music was great but damn was the crowd stupid.

I just want to update on Super Street Fighter IV rumors. A certain "man of 1000 NDAs" has been on #capcom telling people that the character lists on iplaywinner and capcom-unity are correct. In addition, the whole "2 ultra" madness is true. I can't say it's surprising, since Alpha 3 gave everyone multiple supers in A-ism (Z-ism in Japan) mode. What I'm really interested in is this supposedly new character, Hakan. Apparently he is an arab grappler, modeled after the Iron Sheik, who is obsessed with oil. I hope he yells "Allah Akbar!" when he is doing a super, like 'Gief. Even more than that, I hope he does the cossack dance with the ayatollah in his ending. Maybe he can swim in or drink oil or something like the cartoons.

Well let's see if it's true or he's yanking our chains.

Fashin Week

It's that time of the year. I'll be covering stuff starting soon so keep your eyes to the skies and this blog. See all 3 of you soon. I'll also be at Chinatown Fair on and off so look out for me there.

Rapping in front of the Unisphere

Why is this so dope?

It really is just dope. It's a recipe for a dope video. Just stand in front of the Unisphere, put the camera below you (for that heroic steez), and let it roll. Alternatively, gather your posse to stand in front and posture. I think the phenomenon is related to standing really close to a wide angle lens (cf. Busta Rhymes - Gimme Some More), dancing in a room that gets smaller toward the back (cf. Redman - I'll Bee Dat), having your posse stand in a white room (cf. Limp Bizkit ft. Method Man, Flava in Ya Ear Remix), and having P. Diddy's kid dance in your video.

Just a quick list off the top:

MOP - World Famous
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0GXWBCmH5Q

Craig Mack - Flava in Ya Ear
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-MLp3l2fkA

Coolio - Keenan and Kel theme song (I don't actually know if this is the Unisphere or some shitty Universal Studios reproduction)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=39Tds8nMkks

Biggie ft. Ma$e, P Diddy - Mo Money, Mo Problems
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-FTRAeycmM0

Last Bronx

I know this isn't a "right" thing to do, but I feel that it is really a necessary post. Last Bronx is a 3-button (VF2 style) 2.5d fighter from the last days of the Sega Saturn, but you could easily find that out from reading Wikipedia. I'm going to try to make this post about shit that you can't find on Wikipedia. This game was supposed to be the fastest 3d fighter on Saturn, and it accomplished that. Unfortunately, VF3 came out in arcades soon after its release and not many people cared about Last Bronx after that. When I say it's the fastest, I mean that it runs at 60 frames per second. Because of this, the graphics aren't as fancy and cool as the VF-series. Other than the whole sitting in VF's shadow, LB came out very near to the end of Saturn's reign (late meaning 1997, not Final Fight Revenge-type late) and suffered from the loss in popularity. Not only was it untimely, but there is also nothing really innovative, special, or fun about this game. The two best things are the plot and logo.

Right from. the .hlp file:

TOKYO — The Last Bronx
Tokyo was riding high on the tsunami of global economic supremacy when the Bubble broke in ‘91. Then things fell apart. Hundred billion yen building complexes were left half-finished, and salarymen started having instant ramen for lunch as the slush-money supplies dried up. And slowly, the hidden Japan began to emerge, crawling in from the shadows on the outskirts of town. Biker gangs and Chinese mafia; loansharks and slave-traders; Doomsday cults, madmen and thieves.

Those were the days of the first All-Tokyo StreetWar — where young gangs met and clashed and slid into ruin down streets slick with their own blood. Then a single crew of unstoppable riders appeared to put an end to the violence and bloodshed. Through fair-handed dealings and iron-fisted fighting skills, the Soul Crew gang blazed a path for the future of Tokyo’s young...

.... until, under circumstances still riddled with doubt and accusations, the leader of the Soul Crew was viciously killed. The tenuous balance of power was thrown out of whack, and every street tribe with pride, dreams or ambition felt the shockwave of his fall like a call to arms. The Second StreetWar was ignited.

At the height of the fighting, an ominously worded challenge to the leaders of the toughest gangs appeared in graffiti scrawls all over town:

Fellow Citizens:

We all grow weary of this bitter strife. And so now I call on each of you in the name of peace. You all know how useless and regrettable these recent squabbles are, and how wasteful of the blood of the young. I have a modest proposal to remedy this unfortunate situation: I call for a fighting tournament, solely between the chosen leaders of each worthy gang — a decisive battle that will spare the lives of the young while settling the thorny question of which group has the power needed to rule Tokyo. Of course the fights will be held in secrecy, and the results will not be made public. This is a fight for honor, not fame.

A final word: I regret that under no circumstances can a refusal to participate be accepted. In the event that any of you do not attend, I will make arrangements to have flowers sent to the funeral. I look forward to meeting each of you at the appointed hour.

Several of the recipients of this very peculiar challenge shrugged it off as a practical joke or thought it was a trap set by a rival gang. But when members of their crews were found face-down in Tokyo Bay, the truth of its warning became very clear.

There will be no RSVPs to the Last Bronx.

If any of this interests you, buy the PC port off of Amazon. As far as I can tell it's arcade perfect. New copies are available for 1 penny (shipping is about $4) LAST BRONX on Amazon
If you don't feel it's worthwhile, try it out first (PC version): LAST BRONX on Megaupload