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Alright, what’s your ultimate 90’s man cave? I’m talking full-on Sega, Doom, and PS1 vibes. The room where you’d spend all your time after school (or work), locked into Streets of Rage or Doom for hours on end.
A big CRT TV sits in the corner, hooked up to your Sega Genesis for Streets of Rage and Mortal Kombat. Your PS1’s there too, with Tekken 3 and Resident Evil 2 lined up. That classic sound of the PlayStation disc spinning as the game kicks off.
The carpet’s thick and deep, a faded red or black—something that feels worn in, like it’s been part of the scene for years. A solid, broken-in leather chair that’s seen its share of late-night sessions, always right there when the game gets intense.
Walls are covered in posters—Killer Instinct, Doom art, Street Fighter II, and maybe a few rock band posters because it’s the 90s, and that’s the vibe. A couple of band tees tossed around, the smell of cologne—Drakkar Noir or Spice—hanging in the air.
The furniture’s low and laid back. A sleek, black couch that could handle those long sessions, maybe even doubling as a bed when the night stretches on. A mini-fridge stocked with Mountain Dew, some pizza, and whatever you need to keep the momentum going. Nothing fancy, just the essentials.
What does your dream setup look like? Hit me with your vision.
A big CRT TV sits in the corner, hooked up to your Sega Genesis for Streets of Rage and Mortal Kombat. Your PS1’s there too, with Tekken 3 and Resident Evil 2 lined up. That classic sound of the PlayStation disc spinning as the game kicks off.
The carpet’s thick and deep, a faded red or black—something that feels worn in, like it’s been part of the scene for years. A solid, broken-in leather chair that’s seen its share of late-night sessions, always right there when the game gets intense.
Walls are covered in posters—Killer Instinct, Doom art, Street Fighter II, and maybe a few rock band posters because it’s the 90s, and that’s the vibe. A couple of band tees tossed around, the smell of cologne—Drakkar Noir or Spice—hanging in the air.
The furniture’s low and laid back. A sleek, black couch that could handle those long sessions, maybe even doubling as a bed when the night stretches on. A mini-fridge stocked with Mountain Dew, some pizza, and whatever you need to keep the momentum going. Nothing fancy, just the essentials.
What does your dream setup look like? Hit me with your vision.