Ah Aliens the arcade game – let’s track our history. I adored you in the Penn Station arcade during my college years.
I purchased you off Ebay for $400 dollars in 2000, and then moved you into my studio apartment on 7th and Avenue A.
I moved you to California, where you sat in a two bedroom apartment, soon to be joined by the likes of Indiana Jones (which I have since sold), Die Hard Arcade (which I couldn’t sell fast enough) and Back to the Future Pinball (which opened up a new obsession).
You moved to the back shed of my first house, where I converted your cabinet to have two-player joysticks. I put games like Mortal Kombat inside you, even gave you a light gun so you could play Area 51.
And then, when you moved once again in 2006, I gave you a new motherboard and new marquee art –
And you became Aliens Versus Predator.
Then — I sold your ass out. I traded you away as partial payment for a Star Wars pinball machine.
Oh Konami Aliens, what a saga we’ve shared.
Your motherboard still resides in a cabinet in my shed, like an egg awaiting an unsuspecting host for rebirth. Somewhere I have fresh side-art decals and a marquee panel…
…All they need is a standard cabinet to install you into. And a new generation of Aliens will be born once again…
Ah Aliens the arcade game – let’s track our history. I adored you in the Penn Station arcade during my college years.
I purchased you off Ebay for $400 dollars in 2000, and then moved you into my studio apartment on 7th and Avenue A.
I moved you to California, where you sat in a two bedroom apartment, soon to be joined by the likes of Indiana Jones (which I have since sold), Die Hard Arcade (which I couldn’t sell fast enough) and Back to the Future Pinball (which opened up a new obsession).
You moved to the back shed of my first house, where I converted your cabinet to have two-player joysticks. I put games like Mortal Kombat inside you, even gave you a light gun so you could play Area 51.
And then, when you moved once again in 2006, I gave you a new motherboard and new marquee art –
And you became Aliens Versus Predator.
Then — I sold your ass out. I traded you away as partial payment for a Star Wars pinball machine.
Oh Konami Aliens, what a saga we’ve shared.
Your motherboard still resides in a cabinet in my shed, like an egg awaiting an unsuspecting host for rebirth. Somewhere I have fresh side-art decals and a marquee panel…
…All they need is a standard cabinet to install you into. And a new generation of Aliens will be born once again…
The end???