You can start a genre, but it’s unusual to start a genre and perfect it, so a few hiccups are to be expected. So, right off the bat, steering Doomguy is about as fun as navigating a hallway full of iron maidens in the dark.īut that kind of thing is understandable. And, as far as I can tell, there’s no jump or climb button, so there are these awful pits that just leave you there to die… but not nearly fast enough (side note: I have no idea how body armor is impacted by standing in a puddle of acid). Are the legions of Hell slightly above you? Sorry, you’re going to die. In Doom’s defense, for exclusively working with a crosspad, Doomguy controls pretty alright, but little things like, ya know, aiming are impossible. This is embarrassing.įirst and foremost, that precious six-button Genesis controller is not meant for a FPS. This is the game of games on the system of systems! This is the best thing ever! … Or at least that’s what my friends seemed to believe.Īnd I play it now, and… huh. It’s got a six button controller, so you’re not limited by a keyboard or a mere four buttons! And it’s a cartridge, so no load times! Eat it, Playstation. It’s got all the Doom you love, and hasn’t been reduced to 16-bit low-fi. This eventually led to purchasing Doom on the 32X, obviously the most superior Doom. I may not have had a gaming PC, but I did have a whole pile of videogame consoles, and a serious drive to be one of the cool kids playing the cool videogames. Whatever the reason, Doom: The Game To Play wound up not being my thing, so I missed that particular trend, and any fond memories of a Doom-based childhood. Sadly, this has continued into the modern age, and I still haven’t played Undertale (I’ll get to it!). Couple this with years (years!) of learning that keeping your computer “up to date” is a fool’s errand (I realize this has gotten better in recent years, but the mere mention of “video cards” still makes me indirectly nauseous), and it all adds up to Goggle Bob generally avoiding “computer games”. I’ve never been a fan of using computers for gaming because, basically, I rationalize computers as “work” devices, and have since sixth grade. And there’s probably a reason for that! I was a console gamer. … Except, as has been mentioned once or twice, I’m not a big fan of that genre. Like Super Mario Bros, Doom basically invented a genre that is still going strong today, and, also like SMB, Doom established that genre by just plain being a good experience. So what else was popular when I was rocking an ill-fitting Final Fantasy t-shirt and thinking I was the coolest thing since Coolio? Doom.ĭoom is a classic videogame. In short, it is horrifying to gaze upon your own past, as it turns out it’s not just the kids these days that have rotten trends and fashion, it’s everybody. And back to that terrible yearbook, even the cool teacher that was literally voted “Coolest Teacher” looks like something out of a particularly poorly cast 90’s after-school special (maybe something hosted by Garfield?). That girl I had a crush on for a solid ten years has hair that looks like it lost a fight with a stylist from Full House. My best friend looks like just as much of a nerd as me, thank God. Of course, the only thing keeping me going is that I’m not alone in this phenomenon. But that was just a gag! Like, I didn’t look like that for… where did this picture come from again? Can it be burned? Can we destroy the entire internet and any record of human life from before about 2010? That’d be great! I look at pictures from my old yearbook, or albums from cherished field trips, or even some random pic that gets posted on Facebook, and I see… a nerd? Okay, I’ve always been a nerd, but I at least always had an idea of what was stylish, right? What the hell am I wearing in that picture? And why is my hair… doing that thing? Wait… why in God’s name am I wearing nail polish? I wasn’t goth! Wait… I was dating that one girl for…. I might not have been the coolest kid in the class, but in high school, I was at least… cool enough?īut a funny thing has happened in the intervening million, billion years since high school. And, when I graduated high school, I easily cruised right into college, and wasn’t some lame, always-stuck-in-his-hometown dropout of society. I’m moderately certain I was the envy of at least seven freshmen. I was, like, the coolest kid in the computer club, bar none. However, I know I was cooler than a lot of other losers.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |