So, a few weeks back, I drove a van full of college-aged children to an anime convention. It was absolutely horrible. Petty arguments were started by several whiny, spoiled bastards multiple times throughout. Finding entertainment was almost impossible due to a lack of good showings and a horrible gaming room with no selection and a smug bastard regulating who gets to play Smash Bros. Brawl. Let's not get into the night at the hospital.
I did get a nice shot of a panda shitting at the National Zoo, though.
One acquisition saved it, though. In exchange for a paltry ten dollars at Mad Gear Games, I walked away with a copy of the Japanese version of Fighting Vipers.
No, I'm no stranger to the game. This was the game I plowed through hundreds of times and slaughtered all who opposed me (my little brother). Yes, I knew this game. I held forward and pressed punch to victory as Jotaro with the best of them. Why would I need two versions of this gem?
http://www.the-nextlevel.com/board/a...1&d=1204878338
You're damn fucking right.
Sorry, Jeremy. Playing as Rent-A-Hero in Fighters Megamix just wouldn't suffice. I needed to play as PepsiMan. Ever since I found out that the version we received in America was merely some sort of sickly clone of the original with the most interesting bits removed like the still-beating heart torn from a bad-ass, rock n' roll calf, I longed for it. PepsiMan is a hero to all thirsty, American people in Japanese commercials. I had to pay him tribute. Now, I finally can.
Also, Honey's ukulele is neat.
I've always wondered why Fighting Vipers 2 couldn't hold my interest nearly as much as the first. Was it the addition of yet another extreme sports character? Mahler losing his defining, velvet coat from Fighters MegaMix, returning to his former, laughable Mini-Me status? The fact that I saw that amazing video of Daigo in Third Strike on YouTube by the time I bought it, so I HAD to join the world in singing the game's praises?
No. It was DelSol.
He ruined it. The mystique of PepsiMan, present or not, is absent from the game. Who will quench my thirst when I am about to lose? Certainly not some sweaty wrestler. Hell, his entire image is conducive to thirst! He wears his sun mask as a badge, claiming victory over the cool refreshment that PepsiMan brings to the dehydrated! He is no savior.
So, here's to you, PepsiMan. Having witnessed your presence in Fighting Vipers, I can finally rest.

