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You, my dear friends, are about to read a story of epic proportions. This is the story of my life. As I’ve said before and will say again, I truly don’t know if I’d be in the same place I am today if this occurrence had not taken place. I write to you now on January 11, 2004. It’s been seven years since this all happened. I ask you, kind readers, to realize as you read this that I was young, and so the story may, in some places, seem very poorly written. But I dare not alter the originally copy of this amazing story, for in my old age of 16 years, I would feel great anguish at even the smallest letter of deletion that may pass through my fingertips. And so, read on my noble viewers, and discover a story meant for another world…
FINAL FANTASY VII
Final Fantasy VII is, and will always be, my favorite game. Although I do no longer play it often, it was once all I could think about. It was with me when I tried to hook up my Playstation to London, when I moved the Playstation downstairs, when I moved it to yet another room, and when I moved it back upstairs. I will never forget the long hours I would try and try at the game. I loved it. Sephiroth is the most awesome villain in the world. My personal favorite team was Red XIII, who I named Simba ( I was pretty young when I played that first time, but I think I’d still name him Simba today). Barrett, the cool gun-for-a-hand dude, and Cloud, with his really cool big-ass sword and could slice anyone up in seconds, whom I first named Megan. Simba was my favorite, but I loved them all and each had a place in my heart.
If anyone asked me what my favorite game was or ever will be, I will say “FF7”. It was the first Final Fantasy game and the first RPG I ever played.
This is a story of how I first discovered Final Fantasy VII. Who knows where I’d be this very day, if it weren’t for that small coincidence.
This took place in 1997
I was going to visit my good friend Maddie Childs who had just recently moved to Texas. As I followed her through the house one day, I saw Maddie’s older brother Tim, who I had seen many times before. I observed him playing a game with a little person. There were some Hawaiian hula girls around and it looked like someplace at a beach. I took very little notice but ended up seeing the cover of the game. I read Final Fantasy and then some roman numbers that I didn’t really know. I wasn’t at all interested and was once again off with Maddie.
Sometime later I was back in Massachusetts, at Block Buster, trying to pick out a video game for the weekend. As I scanned the isles , a certain game caught my attention. I saw the familiar cover of the game Tim had been playing. I picked it up and decided that I might as well give it a shot. I had already been in the video store for quite sometime, not being able to find a game I really wanted. I played the game and loved it at first play. I’m not sure if I had rented the game more then once, or had just played it so long that I was able to get fairly far. I had gotten to the Shinra headquarters and was riding up the elevator, fighting a machine that was on the elevator next to me. I was about to send another attack at the machine. After a few minutes I realized my team had not attacked. Neither had the enemy. “that’s strange” I thought. I tapped all the buttons vigorously only to find nothing had changed. Something was wrong with the game. I reset and tried again and again, over and over but the same thing happened each time. I finally took out the disk and examined it. It was scratched all over and I had known that it was scratched badly before, but then realized that the scratching was what had caused the game to apparently freeze, but knowing what I know now, it hadn’t actually freezed. The characters were still jumping up and down in that little way they do when they are in a fight. And the music was still playing, but both my team and the enemy wouldn’t attack or do anything. I took the game back to BlockBuster and told them what was wrong. They said they would send out for another copy, hoping to get it back in a few weeks.
I went week after week, looking for the game I now called “my game”. It was never there. Weeks became months and I asked the people over and over when it would come but they had no answer. I ended up deleting the game from my memory card. Finally it was Christmas. Of course I asked for Final Fantasy 7 and received it.
I started a new game and played over and over, and I can clearly remember one sick day where I spent the whole entire day upstairs playing. My mom would yell at me to stop so I could have lunch “Just one more minute” I would yell. I eventually ended up having lunch upstairs, taking a quick bite of my sandwich before continuing whatever other exciting battle that was about to take place. After an amazingly long time, maybe even about a year, I beat the game.
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