07-17-2013, 05:25 PM
(Completely switched threads, Meh :D)
In light of The Completionist's "Why We Love Games," I was wondering if they was anyone who had a magical story about what made gaming special to them.
Mine probably started about when I was 3 or 4, and I had just gotten to play my first Game, Wind Waker. At the time, I wasn't really interested in it. Now, I basically grew up during an gaming era where graphics started to really jump (pop?). But I had always been into the games like NES, SNES, the Sega Genesis, and a bit of the Nintendo 64. My parents had bought N64 when I was little, so I started my games off without "killer graphics." I really didn't play too much games past the 64, or games for that matter. One day I had found an old gaming... thing (can't remember exactly what it was) and seen how cool The Legend of Zelda looked. My older brother, even just a few years older than me, thought that the way it looked was "nasty." I was really interested, and asked my mom for that game, but she thought that since my older brother thought it looked bad, that she shouldn't bring it out of the box. She told me something like "I can't. They don't make that game anymore." I was too young to know about anything like GameStop, so I just couldn't play it. Eventually, after a long time of forgetting about it, we were moving. I was around 5 at the time, so I was just going through boxes, looking for toys. While my parents had been unpacking a bit, I found a box of old games; Atari 2600, NES, and Genesis. I looked through them for a game that looked like Zelda, but couldn't find one. My parents had seen that I went through the old box and tossed aside most of the games inside. My mom then showed me the right game, and found a box with the system, and hooked it up. I remember the first time seeing the Character Screen; 3 slots, each with 16 hearts. My mom deleted one, and made me a person. I stumbled around with the first screen, not understanding why the buttons didn't do anything. She showed me to the first cave, got my sword, and then sent me off. I probably swung the sword into the air for a long time. I wasn't really good at the time, (heck, I still suck) and would die constantly, but it didn't matter to me, since I got farther each time. From then on I tried to beat the game, although I don't think I've ever gotten to Ganon (still haven't :D). I then realized that "Legend of Zelda" had more games, and that Wind Waker was apart of the games, so I decided to give it another chance. It's now my favorite game ever. Without the old games, I probably wouldn't have gotten into the newer games, or the Zelda Series (would've been missing out on so much) and wouldn't have stacks of cartridges in my room now.
Hope you guys share stories of how you got into games, or just a time of when gaming helped you get through some tough times.
In light of The Completionist's "Why We Love Games," I was wondering if they was anyone who had a magical story about what made gaming special to them.
Mine probably started about when I was 3 or 4, and I had just gotten to play my first Game, Wind Waker. At the time, I wasn't really interested in it. Now, I basically grew up during an gaming era where graphics started to really jump (pop?). But I had always been into the games like NES, SNES, the Sega Genesis, and a bit of the Nintendo 64. My parents had bought N64 when I was little, so I started my games off without "killer graphics." I really didn't play too much games past the 64, or games for that matter. One day I had found an old gaming... thing (can't remember exactly what it was) and seen how cool The Legend of Zelda looked. My older brother, even just a few years older than me, thought that the way it looked was "nasty." I was really interested, and asked my mom for that game, but she thought that since my older brother thought it looked bad, that she shouldn't bring it out of the box. She told me something like "I can't. They don't make that game anymore." I was too young to know about anything like GameStop, so I just couldn't play it. Eventually, after a long time of forgetting about it, we were moving. I was around 5 at the time, so I was just going through boxes, looking for toys. While my parents had been unpacking a bit, I found a box of old games; Atari 2600, NES, and Genesis. I looked through them for a game that looked like Zelda, but couldn't find one. My parents had seen that I went through the old box and tossed aside most of the games inside. My mom then showed me the right game, and found a box with the system, and hooked it up. I remember the first time seeing the Character Screen; 3 slots, each with 16 hearts. My mom deleted one, and made me a person. I stumbled around with the first screen, not understanding why the buttons didn't do anything. She showed me to the first cave, got my sword, and then sent me off. I probably swung the sword into the air for a long time. I wasn't really good at the time, (heck, I still suck) and would die constantly, but it didn't matter to me, since I got farther each time. From then on I tried to beat the game, although I don't think I've ever gotten to Ganon (still haven't :D). I then realized that "Legend of Zelda" had more games, and that Wind Waker was apart of the games, so I decided to give it another chance. It's now my favorite game ever. Without the old games, I probably wouldn't have gotten into the newer games, or the Zelda Series (would've been missing out on so much) and wouldn't have stacks of cartridges in my room now.
Hope you guys share stories of how you got into games, or just a time of when gaming helped you get through some tough times.