SuperBigBoss100's Rants for the Soul #1:
The N64 Experience
Part One: The Caveman Effect
I remember when I was a young lad, I knew the ins and outs of SNES gaming. Super Mario World, Mario Paint, Contra III: The Alien Wars, and Mortal Kombat was my staple diet of gaming, among many rented games that I played. I knew what was a good game, and what was a bad game, I thought I had it all figured out. My brother would always get the newest games and consoles. I really envied that guy. One day, he came home with a click to the heel and snap of the finger (apparently the 50's jazz style was still the fad through the 90's), and unpacked his new console carefully out of a shopping bag to reveal the Nintendo 64.
The relic of cheap console transportation.
The Caveman Effect kicked in. I was looking at a console that must have been built for a three armed man or a people who like to get close while handling the three handled contraption called a controller. I inspected the cartridge of Super Mario 64 and Star Fox 64 and how sleek they looked. I thought stuff's going down (Naturally, I was a kid and fowl language would result of punishment involving pain or isolation). The big black machine resembled technology made by aliens, as opposed to the boxy looking SNES. I wasn't sure what to do with the N64.
Plugged in the classic AV cords, the power, and the smooth grey bricks of fun. Super Mario 64 was the first game I saw (it is rare for big brothers to let you play first). HELLO! I freaked when a 3D rendered Mario head comes flying toward me like a flying demon cabbage aiming for my head.
Not pictured: Demon possession and horrible repressed memories.
However, when all had passed, I enjoyed my new experiences with the N64. Star Fox was a blast. For a while, the games that I played on the system heightened my level of fun. Except for a few bad games and difficult games that fueled my short temper.
Part Two: The Social Game
The N64 grew to high popularity among children such as myself. I continued my weekly rental routine with the Nintendo 64. I highly enjoyed some titles that I shared with my brother. The 3D revolution was at full swing in console gaming and I enjoyed every bit of it.
The next revolution started with the release of GoldenEye 007. Almost every boy in my class had the game. GoldenEye and N64 is to Pokemon and Gameboy when it comes to the original concept of social gaming. Unlike Facebook today, invites and requests was someone asking you to play one of those games with them at their house or vice versa. I hosted and was hosted to play GoldenEye with kids of all ages. Some were good sports while others were not so much. If poor sports knew what a restraining order was, They would try to get me one of those.
"Oh, look at the time. I forgot that my mom wanted me to... wax the cat! Bye!"
Part Three: Goodbye old friend...
Despite having both N64 and PlayStation later down the road, I was a late bloomer in getting the new console. The PS2 was released and I wanted it bad. Don't get me wrong, N64 and PlayStation are both my favorite consoles for the memories it left in my life. I wanted something more out of gaming. I could not look to PC because my parents were many steps behind computer technology and games I played on PC involved floppy disks and early 90's games (Duke Nukem, how I loved and despised you). I eventually grew out of the Nintendo 64 and soon Nintendo overall for the PlayStation 2. While I would sometimes play the old N64, I moved on to greater games and consoles. My brother soon sold the Nintendo 64 for stupid reasons and I had to say goodbye to the old gal.
As the years go by, I'm finding myself going back to my childhood and finding relics of my past such as the SNES and N64. Every person has one of those stories regardless of the era they grew up in. In fact, I still find people of the Atari days talking about the good days when they did the same thing I went through only with Atari. Do you remember your days?
Pictured: A demon possessed game that causes horrible repressed memories and broken joysticks.
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