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[OT] This Winnie the Pooh Flash Game is Way Too Hard for Its Target Audience

21 on Tigger now...

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Bury

Neo Member
Just found this awesome copypasta from /v/.

My soul creaks at the strain of this challenge, this hell-sent task that I have appointed myself to beating. As if to build my confidence for this, the first warriors they sent before me were quickly reduced to ashes. Donkey, Elephant, Pig. Three would-be protectors to a dark throne and powerless ones at that. The kangaroo was the first time I sensed something off, a vague sense that things were not as they seemed.

Then came the Rabbit. What was a vague sense crept to full warning, this was no ordinary game I was playing and that there were dark forces at work. He taunted between fouls and strikes, "One such as you cannot best me, or the master that gives me power! Your being will be ours, why bother resisting?" Oh bother indeed, the raging fires of my resistance would not be quelled by this infernal Lapine! My bat swung straight and true, fueled by divine rage and might to banish this darkness back to the depths of hell where it belonged. No hellspawn magic will prevent my goal! My heart is strong, my will is as grown and steady as the oldest oak, secure roots into the deep of the earth. And with singing wood in my hand did the Rabbit fall.

"Ha.. You continue on... The power of my 2 brothers will break you. And all this will be in vain..." Dying words from a dying demon, the baseball he held falling from his palm and landing with a climatic thud on the grass below. I looked on as the figure of the Rabbit recoiled and jerked, his being twisting and warped as the demonic energy that held him together was banished and his form was blown to nothing by the weakest of breeze.

I pressed onward for my foes grew little in number, but more terrifying in power. Rest or respite was impossible, my teeth gritted as I continued and soon I found my next target. Stood on the plate was a form as innocent looking as the rest, but ill with evil influence, an aura of heavy malevolence and horror. "So! You have bested all of my kin that came before you, but you shall not pass me. Quake in fear mortal, for you have entered a realm beyond your understanding." Each word seemed to drain my energy, the owl's foul speech was laced with some spell, some leech of stamina and alertness! I needed to be quick then, or this Avian devil will trap me within sleep. Once again battle reigned. Bat and ball were pitted against one and another in a match of will.

"Your death will not be swift!" The owl announced with annoyed grandeur, throwing his next pitch with focused look and evil grin. My eyes could not believe what they were seeing! The baseball slithering side-to-side in the air like a most damned serpent, fueled by magic most dark. Strike was called as I stared in disbelief, the owl reveling in my confusion. "You see, you cannot win! Your war against our master ends now!" No. I could not stand to be defeated here, to lose to tricks such as this, not when I was so close to the goal. I swung my weapon with purpose, the sweat-soaked wood alighting with pain in my hands as I sought to strike these devilish balls. Crack. Crack. Crack. It seemed to carry on for longer than I thought possible, like I had not eaten or slept in weeks but finally my moment of victory rang through. These devils relied on a spell or illusion, and far too much. To figure out this weakness is to gain victory.

No words of agony or taunting from the owl, the monster simply died in unveiled pain as the occult energy sustaining him was forced into oblivion. And every onward I went. Weary from my journey I simply shut out the pain and exhaustion racking my form. Whatever hell I had stumbled into, I would defeat. I had no other choice, since admitting loss would rend my soul from my body and have it added to the damned that came to try before me.

"Ahaha, A challenger! Finally! It's been a while since I've been able to test my mettle!" This voice seemed different from the others, cheery sounding and pleased; not that it didn't have the sadistic undertones of the other foul demons, and so appeared a tiger, or he called himself 'Tigger'. "I am the last guardian, face me brave warrior! Let us do glorious battle!" My thoughts reeled at the exclamation. The last guardian, my task was nearly complete! The hope that stirred in my heart gave life to shattered muscles and tired joints, and even the hint of a smile crossed my lips as I readied. That smile died the instant the first pitch was finished, as more damned black magic was used to ruin me. The baseball disappeared out of sight, only to reappear an instant before the plate. That hope steeled into grim determination as I waged battle with Tigger. It was all I could do to simply hit the balls, to survive the onslaught of projectiles that caved in and out of reality.

It was by instinct that I eventually gained the upper hand, and victory with it. Every swing timed a little more perfectly, the muscles memory of events allowing my broken form to smash those possessed baseballs away; and never did the smile on Tigger's face fade. It was more unnerving then any show of anger or power, a mere unchanging mask. Not even when the last ball was struck, and his body was cast back into the void. "So.... long."

Thus, I was alone once again and collapsed on the batter's plate, my body pushed to its breaking limit. Each strike was another crack on my diminishing being, each strike another hole bored into my weakened spirit. Time and effort had taken me to the brink of losing my sanity, my flesh, my soul. Ragged lungs heaved to fill with fresh air, to recover from the last extricating trail when a voice boomed from all directions. I struggled to my feet using my trusty weapon as a stand, looking around for the source of this voice. Whatever it was, it must surely be the source of this well of evil.

"Silly warrior, your sins will not be weighed lightly." A figure appeared on the pitcher's mound, and his appearance froze me to the core. It was not but a young lad, perfectly sweet if one were to casually look. But I had learned better, and I saw the true nature of this beast. Inside his eyes, his dark unyielding eyes was a nexus of swirling mystical energy; a literal vortex of damned souls that wailed and screamed and gnashed for escape. There was none, and he merely smiled at my reaction, savouring the lost sanity and fear welling up inside of me.

"What manner of god ARE you?" I stammered.

"Well, there's no god here today. Just ME."

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I had fun playing this game, maybe it was the music. I beat Eeyore, failed the next guy by 2 homeruns. Cool.

I can definitely see how this game could be hard for the target pooh audience lmao


Great OST when you fail and start the game xD
 
Just discovered the English Version. Might it be that this one is a bit different?

In the Japanese version playing up to Tigger I always made a Home Run if I hit the ball correctly. In the English version I had 4 "Hits" in Stage 2 already. Hits go generally not as far as they used to in the Jap version.

Maybe the devs tweaked the game for the Western market?
 
Just discovered the English Version. Might it be that this one is a bit different?

In the Japanese version playing up to Tigger I always made a Home Run if I hit the ball correctly. In the English version I had 4 "Hits" in Stage 2 already. Hits go generally not as far as they used to in the Jap version.

Maybe the devs tweaked the game for the Western market?

Nope, same bullshit with Tigger regardless of what version. And if I had a HR for every foul ball I've had against him...
 

Foshy

Member
How many people here beat Owl without upgrades?

I really want to complete the game without them but I'm getting desperate.
 
Screw you, Owl. Holy crap.

I'm convinced the first five or so pitches are almost guaranteed homeruns, just to get your hopes up. Then he starts making you foul everything and tries to break your spirit as much as possible.
 

Foffy

Banned
How many people here beat Owl without upgrades?

I really want to complete the game without them but I'm getting desperate.

You will NOT be able to beat the whole game like that, unless you are literally a deity manifested in the flesh.
 

Defuser

Member
Screw you, Owl. Holy crap.

I'm convinced the first five or so pitches are almost guaranteed homeruns, just to get your hopes up. Then he starts making you foul everything and tries to break your spirit as much as possible.

I got like 9 home runs in a row which got me like "yeah! I'm gonna beat this fucker!", then I started to miss, fouls and hits which resulted in only 17/18 home runs :( Fucking kick to the balls.
 

antiantianti

Neo Member
So there I was, 18 out of 19 home runs. 1 ball left.
LET'S DANCE CHICKEN.
The ball went directly up but traveled no where.

I'm convinced that this torture simulator was programmed by only the cruelest of magicians, skilled in the dark arts of the magic box.
 

harmonize

Member
How many people here beat Owl without upgrades?

I really want to complete the game without them but I'm getting desperate.
Why in the hell would you knowingly subjugate yourself to such torture? The stress alone from such an endeavor has probably cut your life expectancy by at least a couple of years.
 
I'm at Owl. I'm playing the Japanese version and... there are upgrades? How?
On the stage/character select screen, click the bottom right arrowed text. It will take you to a screen with three upgradeable slots. The top is power, the middle is contact/hit, and the bottom is speed.

Each upgrade costs an increased amount of points (the top left number). Speed is more about the speed of moving pooh around, I think.


22/28 on my first time against Tigger. I can do this!
 
On the stage/character select screen, click the bottom right arrowed text. It will take you to a screen with three upgradeable slots. The top is power, the middle is contact/hit, and the bottom is speed.

Each upgrade costs an increased amount of points (the top left number). Speed is more about the speed of moving pooh around, I think.


22/28 on my first time against Tigger. I can do this!

Cool. Thanks. Will check it out when I wake up tomorrow.
 

Astral

Member
Owl doesn't have SHIT on Tigger. How did anyone beat him? At least with Owl I can try to avoid getting fouls. I keep getting like 5 fouls in a row against this asshole.
 
On the stage/character select screen, click the bottom right arrowed text. It will take you to a screen with three upgradeable slots. The top is power, the middle is contact/hit, and the bottom is speed.

Each upgrade costs an increased amount of points (the top left number). Speed is more about the speed of moving pooh around, I think.
To add to this, Contact makes it easier to hit the ball (not entirely sure in what way, but it's what the "how do I play?" screen claims; bigger "hit" zone, I guess?), and Power makes the ball go farther when hit (useful if you're grinding for points).

Admittedly, I thought this created an amusing analogy wherein Winnie the Pooh is a relatively well-paid baseball player who cannot overcome some of his rivals, so he uses his money to "level up" (ie:
steroids
) and come out on top on the field.

Y'know, for kids!
 
This video adequatly sums up my feelings of this satanic demon child: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DvhKRN-WrYQ
This too: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KaLrF6T562w

Also, this game is as addictive as it is head-wreckingly, mind-crushingly difficult. I've spent so much time trying to finish this demonic game. Why isn't there an iOS/Android/XBL/PSN version of this game so I can bve frustrated everywhere?

EDIT: Also, this thread is as amazing as the game.

EDIT: From 4Chan:


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EDIT:
I'm at Piglett now. I'm kicking this game's ass.

Your resistance is futile. Soon you too will succumb to the unrelenting pain. Till great Hundred Acre Wood come to Gilleon's Leap, Anti-Christopher shall never vanquished be.
 

Paranerd

Neo Member
Ugh.

There's a difference between being incredibly challenging and being nearly fucking impossible to play because of the controls.

It's not the controls, it's the wonky physics of the boat. It trips over everything.



My record on Tigger is about 15 right now. I'll try it some more later.
 
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