My name is Pendelton (well, not really, but it sounds cool).
I have thoughts on Video Games.
You will listen to them.
Then your panties will melt.
I know, because I saw all this happening in a dream.
Also, I've got a Destructoid tattoo.
Top 10 Loved Games Evar:
2. Skies of Arcadia
4. Mega Man X
5. Zombies Ate My Neighbors
6. The World Ends With You
7. Chrono Trigger
8. Super Mario RPG: Legend Of The Seven Stars
9. The Legend Of Zelda: The Phantom Hourglass
10. Space Channel 5
Bottom 10 Games:
9. Shaq Fu
7. Draconus: Cult of the Wyrm
6. Castlevania 64
5. Backyard Hockey
4. Magical Starsign
3. Spawn Armageddon
2. Simpsons Wrestling
1. MTV Sports: Skateboarding
And now, the sacred oath of The Rainbow Squirts:
To promote niceness.
To make the world prettier.
To share candy with everyone.
To obfuscate the true nature of the Milkman.
To protect the Milkman at all costs.
To eliminate all who threaten to reveal his secret objective.
I grew up in a relatively strict Catholic household. I went to a private Catholic school, said my nightly and before-meal prayers every day, and got up each Sunday to attend mass. Even though I was the model Christian, every day, after school, I became a horrible sinner. Each afternoon, I came home and performed, usually with a friend of mine, most of the 7 evil cardinal sins. My heart became filled with lust, gluttony, sloth, greed, wrath, envy, and (later in life) pride. What could drive a sweet, innocent young child to do such evil things?
The goddamn motherfucking Turbo Tunnel.
Now, that name might not be familiar to most. Some might know this den of sin as the hardest level in gaming. Others understand it to be an instrument of torture. What it is, though, is the speeder bike level from Battletoads. Yep, now the gears are clicking in your head; you understand why I was able to bring myself to embody the essence of evil every afternoon as a kid. This level brought out the worst in me, and probably brought out the worst in you:
Wrath: Oh, sweet, sweet Christ. The speeder bikes. For a while, I actually thought Battletoads was a fun little game. Nothing out of the ordinary. Then, I came to the speeder bikes; the most infuriating area of a videogame ever. The game, it seemed to my friend and I, contained an area that was designed to piss you off. You could have the best possible day; you just won the lottery, got married, whatever. If you play the Turbo Tunnel, your day will be ruined. The walls just kept coming, over and over again. I wouldnít be surprised if Battletoads was created by drywall producers; the amount of holes I put in my bedroom wall from throwing my controller at it probably kept the industry alive. My eyes would burn red, the rage would take me over, and *BAM*, thereís another hole to explain to mom. And donít get me fucking started on the Space Invaders...
FUCK THOSE GODDAMN SPACE INVADERS.
Gluttony/Greed: Now, early on, I wasnít the best of Battletoads players. So, I would take a lot more damage than my friend. Luckily, there was a bit of a respite in the middle of the Turbo Tunnel; a feast of 2 health-replenishing flies. Now, each fly was meant for each player. But, depending on how bad off I was, Iíd knock down my buddy and steal both flies. Survival of the fittest, baby.
Envy: As my friend and I made our way through the opening area of the level, Iíd always find some way to get pissed at him. Either the bastard got every single rat enemy dispatched, or made each jump perfectly. Being the mediocre player I was, I would miss a jump here and there, or miss a perfect opportunity to knock off a rat. I never thought Iíd be as good as him.
I saw this screen a lot. My Buddy did not. Fuck him.
Pride: All my life, Iíd been looking at Turbo Tunnel as my Everest; an unbeaten, imposing force that I could never overtake. Then, a while back, I decided to go back to the game, on my own, and attempt to overtake the beast. After a rigorous 2 weeks of studying videos, getting the movements down, and replaying the game probably 100 times, I finally, FINALLY finished the bastard. I had beaten the beast of my childhood, and it felt good. I was beaming with pride, as if I had just lost my virginity. It was the happiest moment of my life.
Sloth: Yep, Battletoads even caused me to be lazy. Remember how envious I was of my friend? Well, just to piss him off, Iíd let 2 rats beat him around for a bit, just you put him in his place. Or, Iíd intentionally miss a jump on the speeder bike area. If I thought my friend was being a bit too cocky that day, Iíd just put the controller down, thinking ďThatíll show him to be a pretentious dick during an NES game.Ē
Lust: Iíll be blunt: if you didnít want to fuck The Dark Queen, you might be gay.
Oh my God I'm so hard right now.
Now, years later, after finally overcoming the Turbo Tunnel, Iíve never gone back. Iíd rather not subject myself to that den of sin. Besides, I sin enough during the day; I donít need a videogame to send me to hell.