-Spyro
-Champions of Norrath
Yes, that about covers it. And, mind you, these are PS2 games. Look how behind I am on technology. (Okay, okay, I admit it, I do indulge in a couple of Wii games every now and then too.)
Anyways, I guess I just want to start a one person conversation on why I like these games. (I'm not sure if I can use that phrase [one person conversation] without being arrested because I suppose "conversation" implicates more than one person but whateves)
Okay, okay, I'm sorry, all these little side notes are throwing me off track. Let's get back to the "moral of the story" here. (*cries* I'm sorry, it's late here and I'm tired)
Ahem. Moral of the story:
Spyro is an amazing video game mostly because it's a purple dragon that fights by not only breathing fire, but by ramming its horns into things. Also, you can make Spyro do a head-butt into the ground and may I ask how much more awesome can you get than that?
Champions of Norrath... *sighs dreamily* Now that is a special kind of game. There is no other game that I have played where you can kill off your own characters by making them stand in a bonfire of sorts. Seriously--best entertainment ever. It's like, why roast marshmallows when you can roast people without the government hassling you for murder? I know the goal of the game is to cleanse the world of bad things, but you know what, I was always taught to make my own goals. And the goal I have made for myself concerning that game is simple: how fast can I kill off my character by making it stand in one of the numerous bonfires?
It's like a little game. You take off some of the armor, or you lure your enemies into the fire and try and fight them as you're consumed by flames...there's a never ending list of strategies at your disposal.
But hey, there's more.
If I'm playing multi-player with a family member, the goal changes slightly to: how many times can I kill myself using the little bonfires before severe profanity is unleashed?
So far, my record number is...*drum roll* one time. Yes, that's right, I can only kill myself one time using a bonfire before profanity ensues and my head is bashed by a controller.
"DAMMIT BELLE, NOW I HAVE TO GO ALL THE WAY BACK TO THE F***ING SAVE POINT BECAUSE YOU'RE A F***ING DUMBA**. YOU ALWAYS F***ING DO THIS TO ME"
And then, while this particular family member is screaming, I just sit there giggling uncontrollably thinking, "That time it was only seven seconds" as I try and get closer to both my goals at once.
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