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Please, if anything, just understand the reasons why
I bought a copy of Earthbound about ten days ago.
So I snatched up the little tidbit and brought it on home. I was excited to play it. Admittedly, I was actually too young to have ever owned an SNES (I was around three when Earthbound first came out), but I had secured a fresh, well-weathered console from eBay. The game went in fine—I had to clean out the cartridge a tiny bit with rubbing alcohol, but otherwise, it booted perfectly.
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It was really fun to play Earthbound on its original platform. I navigated Ness through his neighborhood to the meteor, watched Porky have his ass kicked by his parents, met Buzz-Buzz, defeated a Starman, and learned the true nature of my destiny. Though I had done it time and time again in emulators, it was still refreshing and fun. I wandered through the library, grinded for experience on a few spiteful crows, and upgraded my weapons and equipment. Everything functioned normally until my first encounter with a Shark, a member of the town's gang. I ran up to one of them and got myself into the whole "What are you looking at?" confrontation. The fight started. It was one of the skateboarding Sharks. I had leveled up way too much, so I was able to make quick work of him. However, just as I was about to deal the final blow, a dialogue box interrupted me.
"Please...
I paused, and stared at the screen. That certainly had never happened before. I ignored it, however, and clicked bash again.
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"The Skate Punk disappeared."
When I had come out of the battle, there was a large crowd of NPCs surrounding me. I talked to one, a man wearing a fedora, who said, "
The game continued pretty normally after that, but with random, eerie messages spliced into NPC dialogue here and there, like "Help," or "The pain returns." Call it morbid curiosity, but this enamored me.
Just as well, the complaints of pain and suffering dominated NPC conversation. In the Twoson Hospital, around thirty or forty NPCs were packed together, all saying similar things. "
I
And with one encounter, it came.
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My eyes widened. What was going on?
"I know
I stopped the game and ripped out the cartridge. I
That night was when I first heard the screams. They were distant, but blood curling. They echoed down corridors, and bounced off the walls of my room, making my hairs raise and my eyes widen. At first, I had tried to search them out, and find their origin, but everywhere I went, the screams were just as faint. Were they all in my head? There
I eventually put the cartridge back into my SNES. I
"You almost destroyed the game,
I just sat there with my arms wrapped around my legs, trying not to cry as my head split apart.
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I
"The only way you can end the pain is by joining us."
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I stopped crying for a second and wiped my face. I leaned closer into the T.V. screen. At this point, a small crowd of NPCs had gathered around.
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"The only escape," someone else concurred.
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The old man moved closer to me.
"Player, only you can end it. And you have to make sure no one can get this cartridge. If
My eyes widened. I stood up and stepped back. I could feel my legs quaking as I struggled to maintain balance. On any other day I would have blown the pain off as coincidence and sought medical attention, or tried to view it rationally, but nothing made sense to me anymore. So far, the NPCs had been correct, so I
And it still does. I know
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