I flipped on the TV and instantly found myself watching little Japanese children who are wearing multicolored angel suits throw white balls into white holes. Let’s ignore racial allegories for the time being. Their giddiness and glee was easy to see as they each try to get balls into the hole. Having just come to this program mid-stream, I have no idea if there is any reward or not for the completion of this task.
This is fucking awesome. Continue reading ‘Turn Based Battles are Fucking Awesome’
Published on
Tuesday, January 20, 2009 in
Gaming.
I’m not a huge fan of Strategy RPGs. Being a bit of a perfectionist, the permanent death in games like Fire Emblem causes me to do a lot of restarting. Tough battles like the Wiegraf fight in Final Fantasy Tactics quickly turn me off of the game because if you didn’t keep an extra save and are unable to progress, you are effectively stuck.
Then along came a little game by Atlus.
Continue reading ‘Save my Soul to Survive the Devil’
Once the autumn comes around, I get an itch that starts in the fingers and finds its way all the way up to my brain. At this point I can apply all the topical creams and choke down all the pills that my doctor may prescribe, but not even cowbell can help me at this point.
I have to play Chrono Trigger.
Continue reading ‘Time Recollection’
Finished a game this week, picked up a new one and decided to finish one that I started two years ago only to find it to be much harder than I expected.
Continue reading ‘These are the Weeks of Our Games – 01/18/2009′
I have tasted many different animals in my time in Japan. Horse is surprisngly tasty. Whale is great but a little greasy but nice. Fish reproductive organs and pregnant fish aren’t my favorite, but they are okay.
Tonight I got a chance to have wild boar. We made it nabe style which is basically a big pot with various vegetables and other shit. Thing is we thought there would be more people and didn’t even make everything that we have and had ore than enough to split between 3 people.
It was good but I learned I really don’t know how to describe food. I mean, it tastes like meat with a little excitement to it. I have heard the word “gamey” thrown around before. Hard to know what that is. I guess this is it?
Solid meat, though. Would eat again.
There are several stores that I hit up in Japan for my used game excursions and they all seem to haev their own little deals. Point cards and so on for the most part.
This one store I go to has a little lottery that costs ¥1000 (about $10). You get a capsule and there is a coupon inside. Now, the basic “You lost” coupon is a coupon for up to ¥1500 (about $15) in games. You can’t go over, so unless you pick out some games that total the amount, you’re bound to lose some of that bonus cash.
But if you’re going to buy a couple of cheap old games anyway, it seems like it would be worth shooting for a prize, which can range from a game that’s around ¥2000~¥3000 or a Playstation 3 at the top prize.
So, they make a little less money off of me with the basic coupons, or, almost a little less but I was planning on not spending any money and they got ¥2000 yen off of me and I got a bunch of cheap used games that they probably paid less than that for. Everyone wins, I guess?
Published on
Thursday, January 15, 2009 in
Gaming.
I was hoping to write about the actual game of Devil Survivor today, but since I just only a few moments ago beat the bonus dungeon in Chrono Trigger, a review of the box art will have to do. Click on the above image to get a glimpse into this magical world I will soon talk about.
Continue reading ‘My Quick Review of the Megami Ibunroku Devil Survivor Boxart’
Published on
Wednesday, January 14, 2009 in
Musings.
This morning I was jarred out of sleep by an alarm test being done by the fire station. Since I had a bit more time to sleep I got back to it, but was then greeted with one of the strangest dreams I ever had.
I was working in an office, doing some sort of work. I think I was in Japan. I was speaking in Japanese, but I can’t clearly remember any of my coworkers. It could have been anywhere, and the location didn’t really matter.
It was a normal day, just chatting with coworkers about random bullshit. At one point, someone runs in and yells that a bomb has been dropped. Panic spread out, and someone hit a button that caused this giant metal barrier to begin to rise from the floor. As I look out of the window that is slowly being covered, I see, in slow motion a bomb falling from the sky. I begin to run as fast as I can to get away.
At this point, the dream gets weird. I remember hearing the explosion and a burst of heat coupled with a flash of white light. Everything goes black and I know that I’m dead. But in a weird sense I also know that I’m dreaming, but that is the only thing I know. I try to “think” but all that comes to my mind that is the fact that this is a dream. I can’t feel anything and only see blackness.
I finally awake and I know my eyes are open, but I can’t see shit. I’m freaking the hell out thinking I’ve gone blind. Slowly, my vision returned.
I’m not one to believe that dreams “mean” something, but this one was certainly unsettling. At the same token, it gave me a brief feeling of security in terms of dealing with death, but I’m not exactly sure why.
Gonna make this a quick one since it is late and it’s not like I got too much in this past week.
Continue reading ‘These are the Weeks of Our Games – 01/11/2009′
Published on
Tuesday, January 13, 2009 in
Japan and Musings.
