I’m a firm believer in the idea that the amount of satisfaction or pleasure you derive from something in your life is largely dependent on your attitude towards it. In this regard, video games are an especially powerful medium with the potential to deliver highly intense experiences. With the right mindset, playing a video game is no different from hopping into an inter-dimensional crosspod or some shit and zooming off to different dimensions. So here’s a project I’ve been working on for half a year which tries to sort of materialize/literify this idea. Go ahead and give it a read if you like – it’s your chance to experience what it’s like to play Pokemon as a crazy guy with way too much time and imagination on his hands.
(a little Zelda fanfiction)
The wind shrieked, as if taking offense at the speed at which we sliced through the waves of East Reservoir Lake. Both rain and swash splattered against my face and clothes – a new slap every second. I rode on the back of Prince Sidon, the red-scaled heir to the throne of the Zora – a tribe of fishpeople that dwelled near the Eastern corner of Hyrule. How was he even going so fast? The water shattered with his every stroke, spraying out in the shape of an arrowhead spearing towards our target – the Divine Beast Vah Ruta, an ancient mechanical abomination crafted in the likeness of an elephant. It roared as we approached, endless water gushing out of the tip of its trunk which hung higher than the surrounding mountains. If we didn’t stop it soon, the reservoir would overflow – promising grave damage to both Zora’s domain as well as lower Hyrule.
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