Tuesday, June 14, 2011

This time I mean it

No really.

I quit Street Fighter once when vanilla was out, and have told that story many times. It's amusing in retrospect, but also fairly embarrassing. Things have gotten there again with AE, only this time there will be no good story. No melodrama, no theatrics, no scissors. Just me losing all night, capped off by some random Evil Ryu who spammed ducking jabs. So congrats, random dude who wandered into a lobby, you are the last person I am going to play.

I had no answer. It's time to go. I just can't do it any more. I cannot take seeing something happening on the screen, knowing that I should not be falling for it, and getting hit anyway. I cannot take winning the first round handily only to lose the second by a sliver and the third by a mile.

Game saves have been deleted. Arcade stick is wrapped up and put away. Discs will find themselves at the local brick and mortar tomorrow, most likely to be put towards my copy of Skyrim.

Discs?

Oh yeah, fuck Mortal Kombat, too.

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It occurs to me that I should find something else to do with my free time, but for the life of me I don't know what.

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