You see, there’s this RetRose Tinted Corrective Lenses Competition going on, and well, I figured I’d talk a little bit about a game I used to play a lot: Perfect Dark.

By 2000, things had…well, they weren’t great between my sisters and myself. We all played different games and rarely played together. We all got along when we needed to, but when it came to gaming, either nobody wanted to play or my sisters were fighting with each other over something. The schism had occurred during the late Super Nintendo era and had carried over into the Nintendo 64 era. Nothing, it seems, would bring us together for more than a few minutes, and only Super Smash Bros. would even do that.

That was… until Perfect Dark came out. My sister had actually rented the game from our local Family Video, which was just up the street. My mom apparently did not notice the Teen rating or she may have been a little more hesitant, but alas, Perfect Dark fell into our lap.

Now, as expected, for the first day or so, I was barred from playing the game while my sister was in there, and she seemed content to never let me play it. I sighed and went back to playing on my Game Boy, figuring that I’d never get to play this awesome-looking game.

But the next day, while my sisters were playing multiplayer with each other, one of them complained that the other wasn’t being fair, and she wanted someone else to play instead. That, of course, is where I came in, and as the controller was somewhat reluctantly handed to me, something happened. Sure, they decided to try and team up on me, but for the first time in years, the three of us were sitting in the same room, playing the same game, without tearing each other’s throats out.

For that entire week we had the game, we were like that, which must have been nice for my mom. We played multiplayer against each other and against the game’s A.I. bots without causing a fight, able to enjoy each other’s company.

Sadly, when the game went back, the playing together seemed to end. We all went back off on our separate ways until my sister found a copy dirt-cheap at a KB Toys liquidation sale. Once she popped that cartridge back in, we all started playing together more often once again.

Today, we still play together, though not as much as during the days of Perfect Dark. Because we’re all in different places now, we aren’t always together too often, But when we are, we’re peaceful and actually play together. Without Perfect Dark, none of that would have ever happened.

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