Or, to be more precise, ‘winner’. There’s only one prize for this competition, but it’s a humdinger: A custom ArcadeWorx cabinet with Street Fighter artwork, a 32-inch Dick Smith LED TV, an Xbox 360 (with Ultra Street Fighter IV) and two Mad Catz SXT Cross Arcade Fightstick Pro sticks. It’s all valued at over $3,500.
Anyway, to the winners. I had a couple of favourites in this comp, which I’ve posted below. I’m going to single a few of those out for praise now.
The ‘Irwin’ character was brilliant. I literally cannot look at this picture without laughing. I can’t explain it. I think it’s the teeth.
I loved Kumiko Kuzunoha by Dane Krams. I loved the detail that went into the move illustrations.
I have a soft spot in my heart for Awesome Fighting Guy. I almost chose that one as the winner, but I thought it might be unfair to those who put in so much hard work with their illustrations.
But in the end I went with Aaron Gregory’s E Bike Mison Li Jr. Cool concept, great execution. Great work all round. Thanks to everyone who took the time to enter!
Winner
E Bike Mison Li Jr
By Aaron Gregory
E. Bike Mison Li jr was created sometime during 1991 in a secret laboratory deep in Antartica, combining DNA from the greatest fighters the world had available at the time. The goal was to create the greatest fighter known to man in an attempt to take over the world defeating all that opposed. But by the time the experiment was ready for deployment, there were more than twice the amount of fighters to oppose them and the experiment was not equipped to deal with them. Not only that, but the fighters it was made to defeat had gotten increasingly stronger and more capable. Eventually it was decided that the program should be shut down. Not knowing what to do with the experiment, they released him into the wild where he eventually became a successful Hollywood stunt actor.
His special moves include poor imitations of many famous fighters including:
-Howtoken?
-Sureican
-Yolo Fire
-Flailing bird kick
-Sonic Boom and Knuckle
-Static Storm
His super special move is Shinku Fake Heart-attack where he starts charging up an energy attack then fakes a heart attack, when the opponent comes over to check if he is alright BAM! Suckerpunch.
Runners Up
Kumiko Kuzunoha
by Dane Krams
BACK STORY: The child of a kitsune spirit that resided in a Shinto shrine near where Gouken trained Ryu and Ken. Her father was human but remains unknown. She inherited his appearance and was born human as well, though she still inherited many of her mother’s kitsune qualities, such as sharper senses, greater strength and agility, and magical abilities. Her fanged teeth and blackened ears are all that remain physically of her kitsune heritage, but she has also grown out her nails and wears a ‘nine tailed’ kimono in an attempt to retain more of her mother’s appearance and strengthen the magical powers associated with kitsune tails.
On the occasion of Kumiko’s birth, her mother’s true nature was found out by her father, and she was forced to flee and abandon the child, leaving her alone in the forest as a kitsune must. Because of this, the girl’s soul was burdened with an intense hatred for humans, specifically her unknown father. Research members from Shadoloo had found and stole the infant girl’s ‘hashi no tama’, the pearl containing the girl’s spirit, in order to channel the negative energy within for part of the development of Psycho Drive. As such, Kumiko is now on a desperate search to retain it, particularly with her awareness that a kitsune gone too long without its hashi no tama is known to perish.
Like her mother, she can see kami and ghosts. These have helped her in finding Ryu and Ken, two humans who were said to have trained near and even visited her mother’s Shinto shrine. As they are the last connection she knows of to her missing hashi no tama, she has misjudged the two and holds them responsible, believing them to be the keepers of her soul.
ATTACKS: Her kitsune heritage makes her an agile fighter – quick to evade, and deadly in her counter attacks. She makes great use of her long, sharpened nails in a series of swipes and stabs, with specials consisting of a barrage of swipes at the end of either a rolling attack (gaining proximity for the swipes), or from an aerial spin (swiping down with her momentum). Her main specials however come from the use of her tails as whips, both in her aerial maneuverability (using a series of spins and flips) or pirouettes on the ground that send her many tails into a whipping frenzy, both protecting her and offering a means of attack.
Other specials include the use of her mother’s magical abilities, surrounding herself in ‘kitsunebi’ (aka, ‘fox-fire’) – an illusory spirit flame that will burn any close quarter victims to get her out of a pinch or simply surprise the opponent (similar to the use of Blanka’s ‘Electric Thunder’). She also makes use of her communication with kami, calling on them to distract or intimidate her opponent by swooping at them from various angles, such as aerial angles coming down or the ground coming up (causing minimal damage but forcing the opponent into a submissive position).
For her close quarters super, Kumiko latches on tight to her opponent with her sharpened nails and incinerates them in an intense, hate filled conjuring of fox-fire. An alternate super that offers longer range is her pirouette tail spin, summoning kami to propel her into an incredibly fast, kami fuelled hurricane of a spin that, on impact with her opponent after pirouetting across screen, lifts them both into the air, the opponent trapped inside and subjected to a fatal barrage of tail whips, claw swipes, and kami attacks.
Irwin
By Ryan Graefe
My Character is Irwin. He is a fast grappler like El Fuerte. He is a clone of Steve Irwin the Crocodile hunter created by Microsoft when Sony got the exclusive rights to Street Fighter V in order to wreak revenge on the Street Fighter Tournament.
He has a chip in his head that they use to control him.
His special move is the crocodile death roll and his projectile move is the snake-a-rang.
In the crocodile death roll he throws his opponent up in the air, jumps up catches them then spins towards the ground so that they hit the ground first.
The Snake-a-rang involves him throwing a snake like a boomerang that can hit on both the forward and return flight.
He has Ultra variations of both these moves involving either bigger snakes such as anacondas that fill the whole screen to a death roll that has a giant croc waiting on the ground that he throws his opponent into its mouth and it chews them.
He has no colour variations only khaki (Like Steve Irwin).
He only has the one outfit that he always wears (like Steve Irwin).
If you beat the game with him he overthrows his Microsoft overlords and rips the chip from under his skin and walks off into the sunset. It then cuts to two weeks later he is shopping for a new pair of khaki short shorts and runs into Bindi Irwin. Due to her numerous daddy issues she falls for him and they live happily ever after at Australia Zoo.
I chose a Steve Irwin clone because there is not enough if any (don’t know don’t shoot me please) Aussie fighters in Street Fighter and this is an Australian competition.
Ol’ Mate
By Craig Brown
No one knows his real name. Everyone, himself included, seems to call him Ol’ Mate.
Ol’ Mate’s past is a mysterious past. Some say he was trained by monks in the deepest temples of Tibet. Some day he was once one of the world’s deadliest assassins. Some say he’s just an old man who’s gone completely mad.
But one thing’s for sure, this old man can fight.
Ol’ Mate’s special ability is the Nut Cracker, a most electrifying kick that draws the power of fifty thousand volts into his heel, to be delivered straight up into his opponent’s crotch.
Those who somehow survive describe such a technique as “Extremely unpleasant, but I’d rather take that then sit through another Dane Cook movie”.
Tiger Jaw
By Sione Salesa
Name: TJ (Tiger Jaw) aka The King of the Outback
Description: TJ is a crocodile hunter from Australia with the ability to tame any wild animal, with the exception of women (he is actually a hopeless romantic).
When he’s not roaming the outback, looking after animals; he is bounty hunting for criminals.
Special moves: Boomerang Kick, Sonic Spear (Tackle)
Old Man Serrels
By Liam Richards
The morning air was stiff. The blistering mid-summer heat attacked every surface it reached. A middle-aged, fair-skinned journalist hung, suspended only by his trained hands, from an immense cliff. The desolate dessert of the Australian outback lay behind him, outstretched as if solely for the man’s eyes to see. From his vantage point, the entirety of the oddly beautiful landscape was visible.
His arms began to ache. As he had learned in his many hours of training, the man supported his weight with his knees and a secure foothold and let go. He shook his arms; the motion was intended to help remove the build up of lactic acid his climb had produced. The pale journalist leaned back, peering up to discern the length of the journey left before him.
The mid-morning sun was blinding. Unlike the view below, the skies were impossible to see; censored by the sun itself. The man rubbed his eyes. The light had left his vision temporarily useless. Tears streaming from his now painful eyes, the man’s other senses were sharpened. He found he was not as alone as he had previously thought. Somewhere above him, he heard a strange noise; similar to that of a plastic bowl scraping across a kitchen bench, yet somehow not. He listened harder. The unusual noise had closed some of the distance between them. It was now almost up on him. Deprived of his sight, the terrified journalist grew increasingly paranoid of his surrounds. He no longer felt as though the rocky surface was natural to move along. The noise was now unbearably close; the man could not hold his blinded eyes closed for any longer and thrust them open.
Through his clouded, teary vision, the man witnessed the strangest sight he would ever see. While his surroundings were blurred beyond recognition, the origin of the noise was entirely perceivable; a glowing green bowl of porridge was rapidly descending the sheer drop of the jagged cliff side. The man’s face dropped; the radioactive breakfast cereal had lunged toward him, and he knew it would be his end. As an excruciating pain erupted in his arm, the rock-climbing prodigy lost his grip; a chemically unstable bowl of porridge crunching down on his professional arms of glory, the proud journalist fell to his doom. His stomach sunk below his knees as he fell. Struggling to comprehend what had just occurred and with a thick Scottish brogue that was near impossible to understand for any voice recognition software, the man uttered his last words: “Bugger!”
A cloud of red sand settling, the ginger journalist rose to his feet. The soft sand had cushioned his fall, saving him from certain death. He looked down. Confused as to why, he found himself unsurprised to see that his climbing shorts had been replaced by a beautiful green kilt, yet his climbing shoes remained. His body, now rippling with impossible amounts of muscle, twitched as thoughts of age-old street fighting techniques rushed through his consciousness. A nearby kangaroo looked at the man; its mouth hanging in disbelief, eyes wide and a single eyebrow raised, questioned the man as calmly as it could.
“Strewth! Who the bloody hell are you?”
The man smiled.
“They call me Old Man Serrels.”
With a simultaneous crack of every bone in his body, Serrels continued.
“And I need to find a fighting tournament!”
The kangaroo stared in confusion
“Mate. I can’t understand a single word you’re saying. You gotta be a Scot or something, because I’m more confused than an Xbox One”.
Serrels chuckled and took a deep breath. He stomped on the ground with a single leg, and shouted “Hard-oats-ken”. A gigantic bowl of glowing green porridge, identical to that which had previously bitten him, erupted from his hands and shattered a nearby rock.
Smiling at his obviously genius special move, Old Man Serrels set off in search of a street fighting tournament, leaving the desolate beauty of the Australian dessert behind him.
The kangaroo bounded off, hurrying in the opposite direction of this obvious competition winner.
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