Showing posts with label Hardware. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hardware. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Proactive Interference Blues

I'm not going to sugarcoat it. My transition from the directional pad to my new Hori Fighting Stick 3 has been abysmal. I've been using the stick for SCIII and Third Strike, and though Soul Cal isn't quite as jarring a shock, the rapid fire inputs neccesary in Capcom's 2D fighters have forced the realization that I need to retrain myself to an extent for which I was unprepared. I'm thinking a hyperbolic time chamber may be in order to solve this dilemma.

I've read a handful of threads on the subject, and expectedly they all give me the old "practice, practice, practice" advice. But goddamn, it has been rough. My Dragon Punch input (f,d,df/623) is getting to the point of reliability, though my RDP (b,d,db/421) has been pretty hit or miss. Oh, and the Super Art motion (qcf,qcf/236236) I hit about once in every ten attempts, which is unmistakably a match-losing percentage.

On top of that, my strings are too disconnected to combo. I don't think I've hit Akuma's crouching forward, short Tatsumaki, fierce Gou Shoryu once yet. Shit, I can barely throw Zanku Hadous on my first attempt. My parrying is virtually non-existent. If I recall correctly, in my latest set of 3s matches with Legoman, all of which were against his solid Ryu, the only match I eked out was with Dudley, with whom I am only peripherally proficient. (Luckily for me, Lego was completely unprepared for Dud's Cross Counter. ^^)

Take for instance one of my favorite Cervantes setups. The Dread Charge (qcb+B/214B) into the dash cancel (f+B+K/6BK) into his Phantasmal Fleet command throw (qcf,qcf+B+G/236236BG). I had hoped this would become easier with my new stick, but I am even further away now than I was before. My fingers are clumsy, and my stick control imprecise.

My Killa style... I mourns it!!

I do not doubt the sage advice of my fellow fighter fans, that there is a glorious glowing light shining at the end of this arduous tunnel, shining brightly with the promise of faster inputs and kara cancels. Right now, though, that light is a dot. It is a motherfucking dot.