Imbarkus
As Sartre noted in his contemplation on Hell in No Exit, the true horror is other members.
I'd kind of like a discussion on Dedicated Portable Gaming Devices in general, as a concept and a product regardless of the manufacturer/vendor.
Do you use them once a day? Once a week? When you fly? At home?
How did you start using them? As a kid? In a house with one TV?
Do they mean anything to you?
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Here are some of my stories:
My first DPGD was the Atari Lynx. Jeremy Parish just did a write-up on the Lynx over at usgamer.net, and retrogamer.net just did one too. It's the 25 year anniversary of the Lynx, I guess. Fuck.
I got the Lynx just before my dorm year at college instead of the Gameboy, and it was a huge mistake. Flashy colors, stereo sound, and hardware scaling suckered me at first, but didn't make up for a total of two dozen games to choose from, and being tethered to the wall in my dorm room via power adaptor while my roommate cleaned out the infected boil hole in his back that he got from not washing his bedding all semester.
On the plus side:
I got to enjoy and master the hands-down best version of California Games. I'm as Good as James!
Blue Lightning for Lynx was a better version of Afterburner than any that Sega put out for home consoles.
The Lynx ports of Roadblasters, Hydra, Xybots, and S.T.U.N. Runner were amazingly the only decent home ports.
Vertical screen Klax.
Chip's Challenge and Crystal Mines 2 turned out to be the bust puzzle games I ever played (You can buy a stright-up port of Crystal Mines 2 for the DS here, though it looks like they're back-ordered right now: http://songbird-productions.com/catalog.shtml)
The minus side? Mostly Gauntlet 3. Featuring:
Password saves that are useless since they spawn you at a level with none of the items that you collected, that you need to survive, forcing you to PLAY THROUGH THE ENTIRE GAME IN ONE SITTING.
A limited inventory that FILLS UP WITH EACH POT OF GOLD YOU PICK UP. Seriously, you spend half the game dropping gold to pick up a potion to use the potion to pick up the gold again. There's even an entire level where the only obstacle is all the gold in your way which you have to pick up and laboriously move to the other side of the level, a dozen pots at a time, to proceed.
Totally needless vertical orientation of the Lynx. The map area on screen WAS FUCKING SQUARE, with other little squares on the bottom for inventory and the useless "First Person View." There was NO REASON I had to hold that Lynx vertical for five hours to beat this game.
Enemies that, when they die, have to slowly shrink away into oblivion to show off the hardware scaling capabilities of the Lynx, making the act of killing bad guys a GRUELING SLOG OF PUSHING UP AGAINST A SCALING EFFECT YOU CAN'T SHOOT THROUGH.
The character class of NERD, who THROWS BOOKS as his projectile. What the hell? Nerds value books.
On the eve of the release of the new Gauntlet, I think it's important to revisit this digital torture device. It would make great charity marathon streaming material in emulation.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, this mixed bag result steered me clear of portables for like 10 years.
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Seeing as I am just a couple of days from my 20 year wedding anniversary, I remember fondly our mutual decision to celebrate our 10th anniversary as a "Pokemon Anniversary" (her idea I swear) in that we both bought Gameboy Colors and Red and Blue (and later Yellow, and Silver and Gold, and so on...).
Our kids, who were six and eight at the time, got into it too. Oh boy the Gameboys. We had Blob lights and big magnifying lighted enclosures with additional speakers. But we all ended up settling on the Worm light I think. In this case, the DPGD's never really left the house much. Their portability had more to do with moving from the couch to the kitchen, to bedrooms when friends were over, etc.
Busting out our Perfect Books strategy guides we all got out there and proceeded to Catch 'Em All!... or at least a pretty reasonable selection of 'em, as a family. An N64 hooked to the main TV completed the picture with Pokemon Stadium 1 and 2 and Pokemon Snap, plus lots of animated Pokemon on all the video tapes that we bought (ug).
As a family, we have a very encyclopedic knowledge of the original 151, but it all gets a bit hazy after that. The kids, possibly as a function of not having cable TV in their rooms, continued on with more dedication than I did. Looking back, it's amazing how much Pokemon I had in my life for how little original Pokemon I played. I beat... Blue... I think?
The twentieth anniversary of our wedding will not be Pokemon related (sorry Nintendo).
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Maybe five years ago or so, I got a lot of GBA and DS play when I rode the bus to work, which I did for a couple of years, three hours total a day. I could even still ride the bus to work but it costs me an extra hour plus out of each day compared to driving, and I just... don't anymore.
When I did, man I caught up on some classics: finally had my chance to play through all the original Marios, since I never had an NES, in their "Advance" versions. Also GBA Donkey Kong and Mario Vs. Donkey Kong. Metal Gear Solid: Ghost Babel. WarioWare. Sonic Advance games were cool. Sonic Rush games were cool. Played some weird DS stuff like Trace Memory, Lost in Blue, Contact. Played through Resident Evil again on Resident Evil: Deadly Silence.
I would take an audio splitter cord and combine my GBA audio with my old silver iPod audio so I could listen to podcasts and game audio at the same time. I was kind of a production, me pulling all my cords out of my backpack to set myself up after settling in for the long ride.
But it was also a very lonely gaming experience, so unlike the Pokemon festival from before.
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Now, I need that hour, each day. I pipe the podcasts in through the car stereo on the hour to and hour back each day. No game playing occurs.
And when I'm home, well, I like to play on the big TV. And now everyone has an iOS device, or their own computer, or a Blu-Ray player for Netflix etc. I have a Vita, and it is beautiful and I love it, but my 4GB card bums me out, and I don't use it. I turn it on and check out remote play for my PS3, which is only a few titles, and laggy, and bums me out.
I'm about to get on a plane in a couple of hours, and I'm just going to bring my phone and a laptop. Every time I pack a portable device, I just worry about it in transit (packed or carry-on), and never play it.
Recently the kids had a spark of reinterest in Pokemon. My son has a 3DS and so does his cousin, and I think they are keeping up with the releases. My daughter jumped into SoulSilver a bit, then back out, we have a bunch of old DS's around. My wife just found her DS Lite, the thing had been lost for five years.
I unpacked my Atari Lynx the other week because we were packing up for a move, and immediately cursed myself from years earlier: the stupid idiot version of myself who packed it away with batteries in it. The batteries leaked and now I have buttons on the Lynx that won't work.
Everything in life falls apart, unless you keep it intentionally together. My marriage is an example of the later. My Lynx became an example of the former. It was a beautiful Lynx 1, previously well-maintained and kept in a fucking silk sock for storage. I have the plastic sun shield, most of the games with books (no boxes), etc. All packed away, forgotten. Portable only insofar as it goes in a plastic bin and moves every time I have to move.
I guess the place for Dedicated Portable Gaming Devices in my life is sort of gone, now. I don't feel sad, really, because my life is very full. But the thought of that now-broken Lynx makes me feel very wistful, and older in a way that isn't about being tired or afraid of losing vitality, but is about feeling a bit more wiser and more understanding of the meta--letting things fall apart and knowing it is the natural order of things to pick and choose what I keep in my life and maintain.
Wow. Sorry, got a bit misty there. Happy trails, fine DPGD's. You served me well.
Do you use them once a day? Once a week? When you fly? At home?
How did you start using them? As a kid? In a house with one TV?
Do they mean anything to you?
-----------------
Here are some of my stories:
My first DPGD was the Atari Lynx. Jeremy Parish just did a write-up on the Lynx over at usgamer.net, and retrogamer.net just did one too. It's the 25 year anniversary of the Lynx, I guess. Fuck.
I got the Lynx just before my dorm year at college instead of the Gameboy, and it was a huge mistake. Flashy colors, stereo sound, and hardware scaling suckered me at first, but didn't make up for a total of two dozen games to choose from, and being tethered to the wall in my dorm room via power adaptor while my roommate cleaned out the infected boil hole in his back that he got from not washing his bedding all semester.
On the plus side:
I got to enjoy and master the hands-down best version of California Games. I'm as Good as James!
Blue Lightning for Lynx was a better version of Afterburner than any that Sega put out for home consoles.
The Lynx ports of Roadblasters, Hydra, Xybots, and S.T.U.N. Runner were amazingly the only decent home ports.
Vertical screen Klax.
Chip's Challenge and Crystal Mines 2 turned out to be the bust puzzle games I ever played (You can buy a stright-up port of Crystal Mines 2 for the DS here, though it looks like they're back-ordered right now: http://songbird-productions.com/catalog.shtml)
The minus side? Mostly Gauntlet 3. Featuring:
Password saves that are useless since they spawn you at a level with none of the items that you collected, that you need to survive, forcing you to PLAY THROUGH THE ENTIRE GAME IN ONE SITTING.
A limited inventory that FILLS UP WITH EACH POT OF GOLD YOU PICK UP. Seriously, you spend half the game dropping gold to pick up a potion to use the potion to pick up the gold again. There's even an entire level where the only obstacle is all the gold in your way which you have to pick up and laboriously move to the other side of the level, a dozen pots at a time, to proceed.
Totally needless vertical orientation of the Lynx. The map area on screen WAS FUCKING SQUARE, with other little squares on the bottom for inventory and the useless "First Person View." There was NO REASON I had to hold that Lynx vertical for five hours to beat this game.
Enemies that, when they die, have to slowly shrink away into oblivion to show off the hardware scaling capabilities of the Lynx, making the act of killing bad guys a GRUELING SLOG OF PUSHING UP AGAINST A SCALING EFFECT YOU CAN'T SHOOT THROUGH.
The character class of NERD, who THROWS BOOKS as his projectile. What the hell? Nerds value books.
On the eve of the release of the new Gauntlet, I think it's important to revisit this digital torture device. It would make great charity marathon streaming material in emulation.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, this mixed bag result steered me clear of portables for like 10 years.
-------------
Seeing as I am just a couple of days from my 20 year wedding anniversary, I remember fondly our mutual decision to celebrate our 10th anniversary as a "Pokemon Anniversary" (her idea I swear) in that we both bought Gameboy Colors and Red and Blue (and later Yellow, and Silver and Gold, and so on...).
Our kids, who were six and eight at the time, got into it too. Oh boy the Gameboys. We had Blob lights and big magnifying lighted enclosures with additional speakers. But we all ended up settling on the Worm light I think. In this case, the DPGD's never really left the house much. Their portability had more to do with moving from the couch to the kitchen, to bedrooms when friends were over, etc.
Busting out our Perfect Books strategy guides we all got out there and proceeded to Catch 'Em All!... or at least a pretty reasonable selection of 'em, as a family. An N64 hooked to the main TV completed the picture with Pokemon Stadium 1 and 2 and Pokemon Snap, plus lots of animated Pokemon on all the video tapes that we bought (ug).
As a family, we have a very encyclopedic knowledge of the original 151, but it all gets a bit hazy after that. The kids, possibly as a function of not having cable TV in their rooms, continued on with more dedication than I did. Looking back, it's amazing how much Pokemon I had in my life for how little original Pokemon I played. I beat... Blue... I think?
The twentieth anniversary of our wedding will not be Pokemon related (sorry Nintendo).
-----------
Maybe five years ago or so, I got a lot of GBA and DS play when I rode the bus to work, which I did for a couple of years, three hours total a day. I could even still ride the bus to work but it costs me an extra hour plus out of each day compared to driving, and I just... don't anymore.
When I did, man I caught up on some classics: finally had my chance to play through all the original Marios, since I never had an NES, in their "Advance" versions. Also GBA Donkey Kong and Mario Vs. Donkey Kong. Metal Gear Solid: Ghost Babel. WarioWare. Sonic Advance games were cool. Sonic Rush games were cool. Played some weird DS stuff like Trace Memory, Lost in Blue, Contact. Played through Resident Evil again on Resident Evil: Deadly Silence.
I would take an audio splitter cord and combine my GBA audio with my old silver iPod audio so I could listen to podcasts and game audio at the same time. I was kind of a production, me pulling all my cords out of my backpack to set myself up after settling in for the long ride.
But it was also a very lonely gaming experience, so unlike the Pokemon festival from before.
-----------
Now, I need that hour, each day. I pipe the podcasts in through the car stereo on the hour to and hour back each day. No game playing occurs.
And when I'm home, well, I like to play on the big TV. And now everyone has an iOS device, or their own computer, or a Blu-Ray player for Netflix etc. I have a Vita, and it is beautiful and I love it, but my 4GB card bums me out, and I don't use it. I turn it on and check out remote play for my PS3, which is only a few titles, and laggy, and bums me out.
I'm about to get on a plane in a couple of hours, and I'm just going to bring my phone and a laptop. Every time I pack a portable device, I just worry about it in transit (packed or carry-on), and never play it.
Recently the kids had a spark of reinterest in Pokemon. My son has a 3DS and so does his cousin, and I think they are keeping up with the releases. My daughter jumped into SoulSilver a bit, then back out, we have a bunch of old DS's around. My wife just found her DS Lite, the thing had been lost for five years.
I unpacked my Atari Lynx the other week because we were packing up for a move, and immediately cursed myself from years earlier: the stupid idiot version of myself who packed it away with batteries in it. The batteries leaked and now I have buttons on the Lynx that won't work.
Everything in life falls apart, unless you keep it intentionally together. My marriage is an example of the later. My Lynx became an example of the former. It was a beautiful Lynx 1, previously well-maintained and kept in a fucking silk sock for storage. I have the plastic sun shield, most of the games with books (no boxes), etc. All packed away, forgotten. Portable only insofar as it goes in a plastic bin and moves every time I have to move.
I guess the place for Dedicated Portable Gaming Devices in my life is sort of gone, now. I don't feel sad, really, because my life is very full. But the thought of that now-broken Lynx makes me feel very wistful, and older in a way that isn't about being tired or afraid of losing vitality, but is about feeling a bit more wiser and more understanding of the meta--letting things fall apart and knowing it is the natural order of things to pick and choose what I keep in my life and maintain.
Wow. Sorry, got a bit misty there. Happy trails, fine DPGD's. You served me well.