Aphasia
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Hello!
I thought it would be cool to hear stories about your first Video Game. What was your first contact with the Medium? The first game you "beat"? How did your parents feel about it?
My story began walking around Sears with my family when I spotted a TV hooked up to a demo SNES. I had no idea what it was, and there was nobody around it. Then there was this thing attached to the system, which had all kinds of buttons. Instinctively I grabbed the controller and started playing with it (I was fairly young) and found out that you actually controlled what was on the screen.
"It's freaking magic!" I thought to myself. You can actually move this little red guy on the screen!!! (Who I would soon find out to be Mario) This had to be the coolest thing I'd ever seen in my tiny little life. He looked so lonely sitting atop one of the ghost houses, with nobody to guide him.
Terrified, I ran from the Boos chasing me down. Little did I know facing them would freeze them in their tracks. Then I fell into a pit, and had to start over. This puzzled me. Why would they take away my fun? Running back and forth was invigorating. All too soon my hands were pried away from the controller, there was important adult business to attend to.
But it was too late. Seeds of destruction had already been planted. Somewhere within my Grandma's mind, she sought to pervert my innocence using the latest in brain rotting video game technology. My next birthday I was presented with the finest of all surprises - a shiny new SNES! I was ecstatic. Now it was really too late. This little plumber would become a stepping stone into the future. I even had my grandma fashion me a respectable raccoon tail and Mario train hat. Spending afternoons destroying invisible blocks in the front yard was all too fun.
(Purple button version = Awesome. It's too bad my old system has since disappeared)
In the following years I would go through similar phases with Sonic, Star Fox and Pokemon. These characters were the superheroes of my childhood. Mario was my superman. You could try to tell me otherwise, but I was quite convinced all I needed to fly was a cape and my trusty Mario hat. As much as I loved video games as a kid, I still had a very balanced life growing up. One thing I'm thankful for is how involved my parents were. They could've easily thought these games were bad for me, but instead they encouraged it. They played my SNES after I had gone to sleep. My Mom even stayed up late helping me beat Bowser (she was better than I was back then)
If they weren't so encouraging I might not have the same love for the Industry I do now. I might've been some boring person who doesn't play games because they're for children. Sometimes I still look at games and think "Wow, this is so cool! You can actually control what's happening on the screen!"
Do you guys have any fond tales of recollection? Share them here!
I thought it would be cool to hear stories about your first Video Game. What was your first contact with the Medium? The first game you "beat"? How did your parents feel about it?
My story began walking around Sears with my family when I spotted a TV hooked up to a demo SNES. I had no idea what it was, and there was nobody around it. Then there was this thing attached to the system, which had all kinds of buttons. Instinctively I grabbed the controller and started playing with it (I was fairly young) and found out that you actually controlled what was on the screen.
"It's freaking magic!" I thought to myself. You can actually move this little red guy on the screen!!! (Who I would soon find out to be Mario) This had to be the coolest thing I'd ever seen in my tiny little life. He looked so lonely sitting atop one of the ghost houses, with nobody to guide him.
Terrified, I ran from the Boos chasing me down. Little did I know facing them would freeze them in their tracks. Then I fell into a pit, and had to start over. This puzzled me. Why would they take away my fun? Running back and forth was invigorating. All too soon my hands were pried away from the controller, there was important adult business to attend to.
But it was too late. Seeds of destruction had already been planted. Somewhere within my Grandma's mind, she sought to pervert my innocence using the latest in brain rotting video game technology. My next birthday I was presented with the finest of all surprises - a shiny new SNES! I was ecstatic. Now it was really too late. This little plumber would become a stepping stone into the future. I even had my grandma fashion me a respectable raccoon tail and Mario train hat. Spending afternoons destroying invisible blocks in the front yard was all too fun.
(Purple button version = Awesome. It's too bad my old system has since disappeared)
In the following years I would go through similar phases with Sonic, Star Fox and Pokemon. These characters were the superheroes of my childhood. Mario was my superman. You could try to tell me otherwise, but I was quite convinced all I needed to fly was a cape and my trusty Mario hat. As much as I loved video games as a kid, I still had a very balanced life growing up. One thing I'm thankful for is how involved my parents were. They could've easily thought these games were bad for me, but instead they encouraged it. They played my SNES after I had gone to sleep. My Mom even stayed up late helping me beat Bowser (she was better than I was back then)
If they weren't so encouraging I might not have the same love for the Industry I do now. I might've been some boring person who doesn't play games because they're for children. Sometimes I still look at games and think "Wow, this is so cool! You can actually control what's happening on the screen!"
Do you guys have any fond tales of recollection? Share them here!