Gauntlet in the arcade was pretty dope. (The home version on the
NES shown on the TV here, not so much.) Kill stuff in a top-down dungeon with four of your friends. Heck yeah! (It also spawned some nerd references that you may hear some lame nerd say at some lame nerd party.) I mean look at dude shown here. He's positively stoked! From this photo of the happy, slappy, red-headed nerd shown above, it looks like the Elf never managed to
shoot the food in his household, nor does this fiery haired barbarian appear to
need food badly. It was a obviously a very merry Christmas for everyone's favorite Harkonnen that year.
I grew up pretty much in love with stupid video games. Going to Spaceport (the totally rad, dark, dank, and scary arcade that used to exist at the mall) with 5 bones in quarters rattlin' in the pocket of my faux
Jams was the shit. Then there were the home systems, which I played to death. To death. I dreamed in videogame. This love affair continued for years, through college to present. Sitting down and having day become night, then night turn to day (just like in
Simon's Quest!) was not uncommon. I spent a whole winter session in college playing the sweet bejeebus out of
Doom and Doom II whilst earning myself cavitites at the hands of roll upon roll of Sprees. Then I started getting all lame and old and
motion sickness began to set in during certain games. Nowadays it's pretty rough to play any type of 1st person game. Which sucks, because all the interesting ones seem to be of this genre. Oh well, I'll just have to break out the Dramamine if I wanna try to play Fallout or that new zombie Left 4 Dead game. Stupid brain.
Anyways. I ask: Why did you love/hate Gauntlet?
Gauntlet in the arcade was pretty dope. (The home version on the NES shown on the TV here, not so much.) Kill stuff in a top-down dungeon with four of your friends. Heck yeah! (It also spawned some nerd references that you may hear some lame nerd say at some lame nerd party.) I mean look at dude shown here. He's positively stoked! From this photo of the happy, slappy, red-headed nerd shown above, it looks like the Elf never managed to shoot the food in his household, nor does this fiery haired barbarian appear to need food badly. It was a obviously a very merry Christmas for everyone's favorite Harkonnen that year.
I grew up pretty much in love with stupid video games. Going to Spaceport (the totally rad, dark, dank, and scary arcade that used to exist at the mall) with 5 bones in quarters rattlin' in the pocket of my faux Jams was the shit. Then there were the home systems, which I played to death. To death. I dreamed in videogame. This love affair continued for years, through college to present. Sitting down and having day become night, then night turn to day (just like in Simon's Quest!) was not uncommon. I spent a whole winter session in college playing the sweet bejeebus out of Doom and Doom II whilst earning myself cavitites at the hands of roll upon roll of Sprees. Then I started getting all lame and old and motion sickness began to set in during certain games. Nowadays it's pretty rough to play any type of 1st person game. Which sucks, because all the interesting ones seem to be of this genre. Oh well, I'll just have to break out the Dramamine if I wanna try to play Fallout or that new zombie Left 4 Dead game. Stupid brain.
Anyways. I ask: Why did you love/hate Gauntlet?
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