24th March 2003, 8:03 PM
Plenty of RPGs have well developed side characters.
Anyway, herein I shall relay the tale of how I obtained this sacred relic known as, um, *reads box* Wind Waker!
As I entered the particular mall I reserved the game at, I notice something is a litte... off. Then, I realize what it is. There's a line of people gathered near where I'm walking. I arrive to see the line starts at Software Etc. "Oh no" I think to myself, while at the same time accidently baking a cake for the mall cop (with this Canadian mounty style hat on for some reason) "Is this for the GBA SP?". Well, I had to sell this Karp game anyway (that cricket game for PS2, my mom bought it on sale somewhere for my little brother, and it turned out to be in fact a very very bad game, but at least I could put this money in for some credit towards my reserved game), so I walked on in. I asked someone in the store what the line was for, and of course, it was for Wind Waker. Well, I quickly went up to sell the Karp game and noticed something odd about the attire of some of the staff. Indeed, it would seem that one of them was in the garb of Princess Zelda (right down to the earings and tiara), and of course as we all know, Zelda wears a Software Etc name tag and spends time answering phone calls and being a register biscuit. Near the back, stocking games, was mighty hero Link, wearing these weird white pants with pull strings througout. Well, I quickly dash back into place, and there I am standing IN DEFIANCE OF THE WILL OF NATURE HERSELF, in front of The Disney Store, only a half dozen store lengths to go and I'd be ALMOST there! Well, after I got in line, like 5 minutes afterwards, a bus apparently stopped at some entrance and let out the rest of the Zelda fans. Pretty soon, people in line for this game were stretched for quite a distance behind me, which was nice, since I was no longer "last in line" (that coveted title). Eventually the line started moving, AS THOUGH TO SAY TO FATHER TIME "WE EXIST AND YOU CAN'T KILL US YET!", and as the line kept moving, it also grew in size LIKE A BEAST UNTO ITSELF UNCONTROLLABLE AND UNNATURAL, regardless of the number of people who actually were getting their game, the line grew. I hoped they at least had enough copies to get up to me. I myself was ON FIRE as my comedic genius level of commentary did not go unnoticed, as some actually said "heh" in response! Time went on, and on, and eventually Zelda came out and started handing out green candies. Yummy, but she didn't come out later with a trash can to collect the trash later... no candy hander outers ever do... As time and the line ever grew, so did the number of people who's heads were turned in curiosity towards the SHEER EVENTISITY of it all. Many actually ASKED what we were waiting for, a sure sign if any of curiosity. Some merely said "oh" while a couple said "oh that's today?!", and a few said "you have to be kidding me, waiting in line for a game?". I also witnessed first hand the strange phenomenon of people yelling across those cavernous holes in the walkways many a time, regardless of the FACT that you can't really expect to be able to HEAR anyone doing that. As time moved inexorably forward, I found myself wishing I had brought my GBA (others wiser than I had done this, and likely were playing Four Swords, which is what I assume they are playing only because I want to think I'm an even greater moron for not bringing mine). Soon, the time came. Link motioned me in with BUT A HEAD NOD OF ETERNAL ACCEPTANCE, and I handed in my pre-order slip. Paying off the difference after the sold game and what I already paid, I obtained that LEGENDARY golden box. Off I went to eat something and read the manual, as I am want to do at these times. On the way there, I was waving my prize triumphantly over the salivating masses (dogs, lowely people waiting in line, I feel for them but never could I actually understand their plight) who went on probably to the ENDS OF THE MALL, well, halfway there anyway at least. So I'm eating away, and noticing that the disk isn't JUST gold as the picture implied. It's also indeed, quite bespeckled in golden glitter. So, after this short meal, I went home, and first thing's first, I make my friend hate me. Second thing's second, I make the remained of TC who don't have it hate me (current), and now I finish with the third thing. I will now play the game! Mine! PRECIOUS IS MINE AND IS NOT LOST!
Anyway, herein I shall relay the tale of how I obtained this sacred relic known as, um, *reads box* Wind Waker!
As I entered the particular mall I reserved the game at, I notice something is a litte... off. Then, I realize what it is. There's a line of people gathered near where I'm walking. I arrive to see the line starts at Software Etc. "Oh no" I think to myself, while at the same time accidently baking a cake for the mall cop (with this Canadian mounty style hat on for some reason) "Is this for the GBA SP?". Well, I had to sell this Karp game anyway (that cricket game for PS2, my mom bought it on sale somewhere for my little brother, and it turned out to be in fact a very very bad game, but at least I could put this money in for some credit towards my reserved game), so I walked on in. I asked someone in the store what the line was for, and of course, it was for Wind Waker. Well, I quickly went up to sell the Karp game and noticed something odd about the attire of some of the staff. Indeed, it would seem that one of them was in the garb of Princess Zelda (right down to the earings and tiara), and of course as we all know, Zelda wears a Software Etc name tag and spends time answering phone calls and being a register biscuit. Near the back, stocking games, was mighty hero Link, wearing these weird white pants with pull strings througout. Well, I quickly dash back into place, and there I am standing IN DEFIANCE OF THE WILL OF NATURE HERSELF, in front of The Disney Store, only a half dozen store lengths to go and I'd be ALMOST there! Well, after I got in line, like 5 minutes afterwards, a bus apparently stopped at some entrance and let out the rest of the Zelda fans. Pretty soon, people in line for this game were stretched for quite a distance behind me, which was nice, since I was no longer "last in line" (that coveted title). Eventually the line started moving, AS THOUGH TO SAY TO FATHER TIME "WE EXIST AND YOU CAN'T KILL US YET!", and as the line kept moving, it also grew in size LIKE A BEAST UNTO ITSELF UNCONTROLLABLE AND UNNATURAL, regardless of the number of people who actually were getting their game, the line grew. I hoped they at least had enough copies to get up to me. I myself was ON FIRE as my comedic genius level of commentary did not go unnoticed, as some actually said "heh" in response! Time went on, and on, and eventually Zelda came out and started handing out green candies. Yummy, but she didn't come out later with a trash can to collect the trash later... no candy hander outers ever do... As time and the line ever grew, so did the number of people who's heads were turned in curiosity towards the SHEER EVENTISITY of it all. Many actually ASKED what we were waiting for, a sure sign if any of curiosity. Some merely said "oh" while a couple said "oh that's today?!", and a few said "you have to be kidding me, waiting in line for a game?". I also witnessed first hand the strange phenomenon of people yelling across those cavernous holes in the walkways many a time, regardless of the FACT that you can't really expect to be able to HEAR anyone doing that. As time moved inexorably forward, I found myself wishing I had brought my GBA (others wiser than I had done this, and likely were playing Four Swords, which is what I assume they are playing only because I want to think I'm an even greater moron for not bringing mine). Soon, the time came. Link motioned me in with BUT A HEAD NOD OF ETERNAL ACCEPTANCE, and I handed in my pre-order slip. Paying off the difference after the sold game and what I already paid, I obtained that LEGENDARY golden box. Off I went to eat something and read the manual, as I am want to do at these times. On the way there, I was waving my prize triumphantly over the salivating masses (dogs, lowely people waiting in line, I feel for them but never could I actually understand their plight) who went on probably to the ENDS OF THE MALL, well, halfway there anyway at least. So I'm eating away, and noticing that the disk isn't JUST gold as the picture implied. It's also indeed, quite bespeckled in golden glitter. So, after this short meal, I went home, and first thing's first, I make my friend hate me. Second thing's second, I make the remained of TC who don't have it hate me (current), and now I finish with the third thing. I will now play the game! Mine! PRECIOUS IS MINE AND IS NOT LOST!
"On two occasions, I have been asked [by members of Parliament], 'Pray, Mr. Babbage, if you put into the machine wrong figures, will the right answers come out?' I am not able to rightly apprehend the kind of confusion of ideas that could provoke such a question." ~ Charles Babbage (1791-1871)