Man, Killer Instinct on SNES still holds up. That combo system was way ahead of its time—once you get the rhythm down, chaining hits together feels so satisfying. I remember button-mashing at first (who didn’t?), but landing a full Ultra Combo with Jago for the first time? Pure hype.

The roster’s small but packed with personality—Fulgore’s laser eye still gives me flashbacks, and Orchid’s… well, let’s just say 10-year-old me had Opinions about her design. The digitized voices yelling "C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER" never get old, even if the graphics are pixelated as hell now.

It’s not as deep as modern fighters, but there’s something raw about it—no fancy meters, just you, your reflexes, and that ridiculous announcer losing his mind. Perfect for couch battles where the loser has to explain why they got wrecked by Spinal’s skeleton shenanigans.