woopyfrood
Smash Lord
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I sure do.
*takes up his pipe, takes a manly draw from it, and looks up to the sky in nostalgia*
It all started LOOOOONG ago when I was but a wee lad. 'Bout 4 or 5 years old, I reckon. My first taste of the franchise was when I got to borrow one of my relatives' Game-Boys while I visited them. I started with a Charmander, methinks, and got up to the point with the ghosts and the Silph Scope. Then, when I was about 6, I got my very own translucent purple Game-Boy-Color, and along with it came Pokemon Silver. Totodile was my starter.
I kid you not, from there on, my life changed.
Why? Because I LOVED that game. I played it hours on end, and from it, something quite heartwarming happened. You see, I was only six and rather new to reading, and couldn't read very well. But since I had to read the in-game captions, I became able to read quite quickly. That's right.
I learned how to f*cking read from POKEMON. That's why I have an eternal debt to the franchise.
Indeed, I was so swept up by the craze that I begged my mother to take me to see The First Movie. My mother left the theater halfway through the film.
However, the years wore on, and along came that haughty ******* Game-Boy-Advance. I played Silver Version long into 3rd Gen, even deciding to try playing through the main story mode twice with Cyndaquil (For, alas, it seemed to me that game simply ended at the credits. I have only discovered in recent times that there was an entire second half to the game).
This came to an annoying halt when I went to see my dad this one time a way while back ago. Since he worked in the morning, I got stuffed into a daycare until he got back. I was a bit old for a daycare, but it didn't really matter to me because I had my Game-Boy-Color to entertain me. Well, one day at the daycare I put my Game-Boy and it's games into my personal cupboard, as usual. The fallacy of this was that I didn't know how many days I was going to be visiting my dad, so I just put it there as usual. Well, much to my dismay, that was the last time I would be visiting that daycare, and my dad said he couldn't go back and get it because he owed the daycare Ninety-Something dollars. He never payed them. I still haven't forgiven him to this day.
I did not touch another Pokemon game for quite a few years.
Upon recent times I have gotten a copy of Pokemon Pearl Version, and I, frankly, am not satisfied. Now, with 493 Pokemon to catch, I naturally wanted some help, so I went online to locate the ones I wanted for my team. In fact, I studied quite a lot of the Serebii.net Pokedex because some of the newer Pokemon had downright arcane evolving requirements that I would have no other way of knowing about. Also, I browsed in general, and that must've undoubtedly given away some of the surprise, but I still think that Silver's main story mode was more fun to play in general. Fighting off team rocket was like a story arc, but fighting off team Galactic feels like a nuisance. Exploring Jhoto just seemed more satisfying. Is this because I was much more easily entertained as a wee lad, and this is simply my nostalgia speaking out, or does 4th Gen truly PHALE when compared to it's predecessors?
Either way, Pokemon was a very large icon in my childhood.
AAAAAAnd that's my little tale. What might yours be?
(Oh yeah. 'Splains why I'm ticked that Mewtwo got cut from Brawl, don't it? I f*cking grew up with Mewtwo.)
*takes up his pipe, takes a manly draw from it, and looks up to the sky in nostalgia*
It all started LOOOOONG ago when I was but a wee lad. 'Bout 4 or 5 years old, I reckon. My first taste of the franchise was when I got to borrow one of my relatives' Game-Boys while I visited them. I started with a Charmander, methinks, and got up to the point with the ghosts and the Silph Scope. Then, when I was about 6, I got my very own translucent purple Game-Boy-Color, and along with it came Pokemon Silver. Totodile was my starter.
I kid you not, from there on, my life changed.
Why? Because I LOVED that game. I played it hours on end, and from it, something quite heartwarming happened. You see, I was only six and rather new to reading, and couldn't read very well. But since I had to read the in-game captions, I became able to read quite quickly. That's right.
I learned how to f*cking read from POKEMON. That's why I have an eternal debt to the franchise.
Indeed, I was so swept up by the craze that I begged my mother to take me to see The First Movie. My mother left the theater halfway through the film.
However, the years wore on, and along came that haughty ******* Game-Boy-Advance. I played Silver Version long into 3rd Gen, even deciding to try playing through the main story mode twice with Cyndaquil (For, alas, it seemed to me that game simply ended at the credits. I have only discovered in recent times that there was an entire second half to the game).
This came to an annoying halt when I went to see my dad this one time a way while back ago. Since he worked in the morning, I got stuffed into a daycare until he got back. I was a bit old for a daycare, but it didn't really matter to me because I had my Game-Boy-Color to entertain me. Well, one day at the daycare I put my Game-Boy and it's games into my personal cupboard, as usual. The fallacy of this was that I didn't know how many days I was going to be visiting my dad, so I just put it there as usual. Well, much to my dismay, that was the last time I would be visiting that daycare, and my dad said he couldn't go back and get it because he owed the daycare Ninety-Something dollars. He never payed them. I still haven't forgiven him to this day.
I did not touch another Pokemon game for quite a few years.
Upon recent times I have gotten a copy of Pokemon Pearl Version, and I, frankly, am not satisfied. Now, with 493 Pokemon to catch, I naturally wanted some help, so I went online to locate the ones I wanted for my team. In fact, I studied quite a lot of the Serebii.net Pokedex because some of the newer Pokemon had downright arcane evolving requirements that I would have no other way of knowing about. Also, I browsed in general, and that must've undoubtedly given away some of the surprise, but I still think that Silver's main story mode was more fun to play in general. Fighting off team rocket was like a story arc, but fighting off team Galactic feels like a nuisance. Exploring Jhoto just seemed more satisfying. Is this because I was much more easily entertained as a wee lad, and this is simply my nostalgia speaking out, or does 4th Gen truly PHALE when compared to it's predecessors?
Either way, Pokemon was a very large icon in my childhood.
AAAAAAnd that's my little tale. What might yours be?
(Oh yeah. 'Splains why I'm ticked that Mewtwo got cut from Brawl, don't it? I f*cking grew up with Mewtwo.)