There's this lady in my kingdom in Little King's Story named Lyrica. She seems to have a thing for dying. Every surprise attack, boss battle, and mission culminates with her death, for one reason or another. She's a basic grunt soldier, and has an average supply of health (6), yet she's always the first to die. Meanwhile, Letty, a fellow soldier, continues to destroy everything in her path (she has 8 health points!). Also, Lyrica's husband is a hunter named Oliver. He was so good that I gave him Cupid's Bow (my "goodness" ranking is based on first name).

Not shown: Lyrica being an all-around failure.

So, I've decided to kick Lyrica off of my Royal Guard, because she sucks. I know every character in the game is equal besides the randomly-generated health points, yet she seems to be significantly worse. You have no idea how many "Lyrica croaked..." and "Lyrica kicked the bucket. Too bad." messages I've gotten in my campaigns as king of the known world. I'd give her an item to boost her effectiveness, but she'd probably just die and make me give it to someone else anyway.

I hate you, Lyrica. :x

This is an idea I've had for a while... and it only took me an hour and a half to make it!

That last one is larger because my eyes had turned red from staring at the screen for so long; maybe you can tell. And yes, I realize I forgot the basic ":(".

I wasn't always afraid of left-handed people. But last night marked a significant change in the way I view approximately eight percent of our population.

See, I was on my way home when I was mauled by a pack of young criminals who called themselves "The Wezt Side Moneymakaz." Amidst their repeated shouting of the phrases "Thug life" and a bizarre pronunciation of "yeah," I happened to overhear one person say, "Yo, I just straight-up ran outta ink in this pen."

One of the gangsters paused his kicking of my ribs just long enough to reach in his pocket and hand his comrade a fresh pen. That's when it hit me: pen-thug was writing a note with his left hand; pen-thug's pen supplier reached into his pocket with his left hand; the rest of the crew had brandished their switchblades in their left hands.

Fortunately for me, the criminals ran off once they realized I was in possession of exactly zero dollars and 43 cents. But they left a note on the ground. I picked it up and scanned it. "Sorry for the inconvenience," it read, "but it's hard out there for lefties."

It was a kind gesture, for sure, but I must admit that I am not a fan of having my ribs broken and various parts of my body cut up like a bag of goodies. So I dragged myself out of the alley and fetched a cab to the hospital. The kind doctors stitched me up just as always, but I couldn't help but feel like something was... a bit off the entire time. It all became clear after my surgery. I went to shake the doctor's hand, and he put forth his left hand.

The world is out to get me.

I now present concept art (if you can call it that) for my game/story idea. The lead character is named Winn, and when I actually enter the game industry, I want to use him to parody the big-name games. This is an intentionally-crude (because I have no drawing talent) mockery of Epic Mickey, because I figured the parody name was a no-brainer. Anyway, here's the picture:

(right click for full size)

It may seem like blatant mockery, but the villain really does have a mustache and top hat (because he's crazy), and the resort is the first major setting in the story.

Feel free to criticize, but I probably won't listen; I don't have any desire to improve my skills because drawing isn't all that important to me.

First off, allow me to thank Gamespot community leader JodyR for recognizing and featuring my silly Scribblenauts video review. When I made that, I thought only three or four people would watch it, but now I'm getting recognition left and right! And my TWEWY review seems to have angered a few 14 year olds on Youtube! Overall, these reviews are getting a lot more attention than I expected (and possibly more than they deserve).

I now present the third installment of my video review series, Little King's Story! It took a lot of trimming and compressing, but I managed to make it small enough for Gamespot!

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You're welcome.

I had to upload this to Youtube, since the file size was slightly over Gamespot's limit.

Here you go.

Edit: The angry comments are hilarious. Successful trolling is successful.

Yes, you read that correctly.

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My acting would have been better if I wasn't sick.

The concluding moment of, be it a final level, chapter, or battle, is often one of the most outstanding parts of a game. Seeing how it's usually the last major part of a game plot-wise, it's only natural for the gamer to remember it more easily after finishing the game and moving on. In this short series, I will analyze the endings of certain games that really stand out. In this first part, I will look into Little King's Story.

The general plot of Little King's Story was never really deep until the very end. For the uninitiated, it follows young King (in my case) Larry as he attempts to conquer the other kingdoms and unite the world. After succeeding in world domination, the king decides to do something about the increasingly-dangerous earthquakes that are plaguing the kingdom, so he builds a flying machine in order to reach heaven and talk tell God to cut the crap (seriously).

However, the big revelation comes after the king flies to "heaven" and finds out the true nature of his world. It turns out that his "world" is really enclosed inside a box, like a playset, and the earthquakes are being caused by giant rats that are chewing on the cardboard. An area that comes just before the final battle contains notes for a story called "Little King's Story," as well as some drawings and observations of the adults that are in the (real) boy's life. These adults are exaggerated to become the bosses in the game. The final scene involves a giant Larry, dressed in pajamas, picking up the rats and tossing them out of his bedroom window. King Larry (the toy) makes eye contact with Larry (the ordinary boy) and they just stare at each other in awe.

Yes, the whole game was really just a metaphor. And it all ties in directly to the opening scene of the game. In that scene, Larry (the boy) is troubled by a family of rats who invade his room. Chasing them from his home leads to his discovery of the crown that makes him king. It also signifies the point at which the game becomes pure fiction within fiction. See, Larry the boy made up Larry the king in order to help himself deal with the problems in his life, including the rats, his dead grandfather (who is a major character in the game), and apparently the girl he likes (the credits show him with one of the major characters). By getting rid of the rats once and for all, Larry the boy has already started on a path of self-improvement and has begun addressing his problems head-on.

The very first part of the game shows a curtain opening to begin a puppet show by Larry the boy, discussing nobility. The play is interrupted by the rats, who are then chased out of the home, and from there it's history. The very last scene of the credits shows the same stage, but now the curtains are drawn shut. The same song is used in both the ending and the beginning. In my opinion, this is the perfect way to end a video game. The best part is that the opening really doesn't stand out until after you finish the game, at which point it becomes a "Wow!" moment.

Side note on The World Ends with You:

Do these guys EVER smile?

You can read my review of Little King's Story right here. I was interrupted for a good hour in the middle of the review, so it may be a little off, but hopefully you don't notice that too much. With this review, I was teetering between an 8.5 and a 9.0, and I decided to give it the benefit of the doubt for simply being so fun the whole way through. It's definitely in my top 5 Wii games, and probably my personal favorite game of the year so far.

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In other leadership news, I've been appointed the leader of the Nintendo Dream Union by my good friend Kansas. I consider it an honor to replace him, but I have some pretty big shoes to fill. I remember my first days in that union; he was the main reason I decided to stick around. I still have yet to see such leadership talent on display in other unions, so I'm still a little shocked that he's gone. Wish me luck with that! If you are a member of the union, or would like to be, you can join us right here.

All of this talk of kings and leaders has led me to create this fantastic work of art.

Yes, those are little pieces of tape.

(this is a work in progress)

Larry's Journal

July 28, 2009

So, today was my first day as a bachelor in the town of Wooville, and all I can do is complain. My house is the size of a walk-in closet, situated directly in the center of a town the size of a baseball field. Adding to my troubles is the fact that the only available job in Wooville involves harvesting fruit and catching fish, among other things. Even worse, there are no chicks! Granted, my next-door neighbor is indeed a female chicken named Becky, but there are no human women in town. In fact, there are no humans in town besides myself, and I'm not one to partake in bestiality. Maybe Wooville was not the right choice for me.

Lucy's Journal

July 31, 2009

Today is my first day in the small town of Wooville. It seems like a pleasant, quiet town, so it should probably be a nice alternative to the crowded city I've spent most of my life in. I will update this once I get to know all of my wonderful neighbors. :)

Larry's Journal

August 2, 2009

It seems that the Animal Gods have answered my prayers, because a girl totally moved into Wooville a few days ago. Yes, a human girl. I am not going to hesitate to try and tap that. Apparently her name is Lucy, which starts with the same letter as my name, meaning that we were meant to be together (right?). I actually haven't met her yet, but she left her door open today, and I walked in to check out her house, and she was actually sleeping in her bedroom, which was a little awkward. Hopefully she didn't notice. I also sent her some nice welcoming presents and a letter in the mail.

Lucy's Journal

August 2, 2009

Where does this Larry guy get off? While I was taking a nap today, this creep breaks into my home, rifles through my drawers, and watches me sleep for like, ten minutes! I woke up when he opened the front door, but I shut my eyes and feigned sleep while he was in my bedroom. He even left me a rather pathetic attempt at a love letter along with some melted chocolates and a teddy bear, which is slightly disturbing when you consider that one of our neighbors is a bear. This guy hasn't even talked to me in person; the only reason I know his name is because he signed it at the bottom of his letter. I swear, if this stalking continues, I am leaving this hick town.

Larry's Journal

August 3, 2009

You know, I don't get what Lucy's problem is. I try showing her all kinds of love, but she still hasn't even given me a passing glance. Do you think she heard about me going into her house? I wouldn't have gone in there if I knew she was home! Sheesh. I'm going to wait outside her house all day tomorrow to try and force her to talk to me.

Lucy's Journal

August 4, 2009

I'm writing this entry from my bedroom closet, as my number-one fan is creeping outside my front door. He has been there for about four hours now, and I don't see him giving up any time soon. That's it, I'm just going to confront him and get this whole thing over with.

Larry's Journal

August 4, 2009

Man, I don't even want to write very much right now, but let me just say that Lucy is a coldhearted girl. I was hoping her personality would match up with her sweet looks, but I was way off. She thinks I'm stalking her or something. I should go apologize to her tomorrow.

Lucy's Journal

August 5, 2009

Goodbye Wooville. Larry was no less of an animal than any of my other neighbors.

Larry's Journal

August 7, 2009

So I got up and moved into Woo York City today, since I now know that I will never find love in a town as small as Wooville. I'm sure the day will come though.

Lucy's Journal

August 8, 2009

You'll never guess who moved into the apartment next door to mine. Go ahead, guess. It starts with "L" and ends with me screaming in anger.