No gaming collection is truly complete without bowing down in supplication to the Sega Saturn, that mighty hoard of import classics whose old-school awesomeness are matched only by their equally outrageous price tags. 'These garments are handed over to the very approving imp in exchange for heaving stacks of chips nearly as abundant as those newly revealed pleasure globes until at last your bankrupt beauty goes down with a hilariously inept video of the poor lass being sucked into a black hole, presumably in search of some pants.'