yes it would still have the heavy metal soundtrack and DESTROY moves and whatever of the Guilty Gear series and its completely wild plotline and moves, but
you know
fuzzy animal critters in cute designs. doing flashy special moves with big weapons.
some personal thoughts on pokemon and games and my own brain. ok now we're done.
I never realised until today that this event was STILL affecting me to this day. I don't hold any anger any more at my cousin, he was a stupid kid at the time and, fuck it, we all fuck up and do shitty things at least once.
But it still affected me in any pokemon game I tried to play.
Pokemon Swoosh has let me move on finally. I feel like I can let go finally. I don't feel angry or sad any more about it.
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Even the ones I never trained still had nicknames, even the ones I was planning on trading away. They were all friends, all loved.
...sure they don't die if they faint in my games, but... I do feel genuinely upset if they get taken out and I can't heal them back up. I will literally sacrifice a turn just to revive them if I can.
I've needed this game. I'm actually healing I guess??
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So when I say that Swoosh is the first time I have ever been this into a pokemon game since Blue, I mean it.
When nuzlocke runs became a thing I never saw the point of doing one of them myself because A) nuzlocke runs are supposed to "make every pokemon more important to the player as opposed to weapons or tools", but they were already important to me, already all nicknamed, already all special.
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That day when I discovered my cousin had destroyed my pokemon blue save deliberately because he was lying about all his progress in Red and didn't want to be shown up was almost like someone had murdered all my friends while my back was turned and then I'd come back to find their corpses.
I was heartbroken.
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I literally couldn't face even booting it up with a new save. I couldn't face looking at the cartridge. I gave it and my GB Classic to my little brother instead in despair. I TRIED Crystal, using my new GBA SP that I had years later, still couldn't bear to play it.
Eventually Leaf Green came along and I got all the way to the elite four but then... couldn't play it any more. Just... couldn't bring myself to.
yeah i'm moving over to chitter.xyz now. Soooo go there! I'm there now.