 |
| Back when he was still cool. |
Gaming is an addiction to me; something I’m sure my mother hoped desperately I would grow out of. I used to wake her up to the loud sounding DUNK of our old Sony television that we had in the living room. Every morning at 4am I’d creep slowly downstairs, just to get in those extra couple of hours before primary school on my N64. I got yelled at a lot for doing that (amongst other things.) Know wonder she still hates me when I'm gaming.
It all started with my Dad's SEGA Megadrive. I still remember it sitting in a side cupboard collecting dust, the irony being that it was actually my Mum that had bought it for his birthday a year or so before. I never remember him playing it, I just knew it was there, and It looked so pretty!
So that was how my addiction began, watching that little blue blur race across the screen for as long as I could hog the one T.V we had in the house. When I wasn't playing I'd even create little plasticine balls and roll them across the table thinking they were Sonic. I would also try putting spikes on it occasionally, but it didn't really look authentic. (I never was that great at arts and crafts)
My biggest love, as I mentioned before, was my N64. It was the first console that I was ever bought, although I'm pretty sure my Dad had actually got it for himself, but at least he had the decency to call it my birthday present right? So there I was, a copy of Mario 64 and as far as I was concerned the greatest machine that I had ever owned in my life.
I'll never forgot the first time I watched Lakitu the Koopa swoop down on his cloud around Peach's castle to bother Mario with his terrible camera angles. My Dad informing me that these 'Are the most amazing graphics he had ever seen.' I was still kind of sad at that point that my Dad had sold the Megadrive to put the money towards the N64, but I did forgive him...eventually.
These days I stick mostly to my PC gaming, but I will always be a console gamer at heart.
It all started with my Dad's SEGA Megadrive. I still remember it sitting in a side cupboard collecting dust, the irony being that it was actually my Mum that had bought it for his birthday a year or so before. I never remember him playing it, I just knew it was there, and It looked so pretty!
So that was how my addiction began, watching that little blue blur race across the screen for as long as I could hog the one T.V we had in the house. When I wasn't playing I'd even create little plasticine balls and roll them across the table thinking they were Sonic. I would also try putting spikes on it occasionally, but it didn't really look authentic. (I never was that great at arts and crafts)
My biggest love, as I mentioned before, was my N64. It was the first console that I was ever bought, although I'm pretty sure my Dad had actually got it for himself, but at least he had the decency to call it my birthday present right? So there I was, a copy of Mario 64 and as far as I was concerned the greatest machine that I had ever owned in my life.
I'll never forgot the first time I watched Lakitu the Koopa swoop down on his cloud around Peach's castle to bother Mario with his terrible camera angles. My Dad informing me that these 'Are the most amazing graphics he had ever seen.' I was still kind of sad at that point that my Dad had sold the Megadrive to put the money towards the N64, but I did forgive him...eventually.
These days I stick mostly to my PC gaming, but I will always be a console gamer at heart.
No comments:
Post a Comment