My GOD has it really been twenty years since Mortal Kombat turned the world upside down with digitized gore the likes of which United States Kongressmen haven’t seen outside a shareware floppy of DOOM? Twenty years. Twenty years! I don’t know if it’s rawesome or pathetic that someone could boot up a Sega Genesis kopy of MK 1 and without hesitation, I’d be able to input D,U,L,L,A,R,D, and then A, B, A, C, A, B, B to unlock the cheat menu and enable blood. Furthermore, I kan’t believe I used to walk to the arcade up hill in snow both ways with hard-earned change just to get a glimpse of MK II at the arcade. Actually I kan believe that. There were few better rights of passage into manhood then when you placed your quarter upon the dash of the arcade kabinet, signifying ‘you got winner’ for better or worse…
We interrupt my own personal blast to the past with this great recreation of Bisping and Belfort Mortal Kombat style. If you don’t have that dumb techno song stuck in your head for at least a minute, you may have no soul, just to throw that out there.
Watch, watch, watch.
Part 2 features a special Kombo fatality! Whoever is playing has skills!