While discussing the slightly odd new characters for Street Fighter 4,
I pointed out that Capcom had simply returned to their tried and true SF2 method of simply going with almost racist stereotypes (or if that fails, just rip off the nearest SNK design *cough*C. Viper/Iori*cough*)
This method even applied to many of the returning characters chosen for Super Street Fighter IV.
(Tea drinking english gentlemen, Native Amricans with feathers in their hair, Japanese high school ninja/karate girls and so on)
But when I heard rumours of the final new character to be revealed, I dismissed many of them without a second thought.
"A comedy mustachioed Arabian character who's obsessed with oil? Surely you jest, sir!"
Oh, Capcom.
There will be some non-street fighter updates coming soon, I Promise.
Especially once I've played more FFXIII and Bioshock 2.
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Wednesday, 10 March 2010
Thursday, 18 February 2010
STOP THE PRESS GENTLEMEN.
Prepare yourself for the most important news of 2010:
Suddenly, I'm ready forgive Capcom for releasing this game as a stand-alone game instead of releasing it as a nice handy DLC pack for the game that I ate instant noodles for a week (Oh god, the noodles.) to afford just last year.
Time to practice ...with dignity.
And by "dignity", I mean "furiously slapping my meat claws onto my poor cheap arcade stick"
A more reasoned and in-depth analysis of SSFIV will be flung your way soon.
Promise.
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