cynxdd
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For me, it was Drawn to Life: The Next Chapter. More specifically, the Watersong chapter where Mayor Rose is about to give her soul to her own son because of her failures as the town's mayor. This was a game intended for kids, and I was about 8 or so at the time, so it was something that hit me really heavy.
Not to mention the ending, which does come out of nowhere and isn't exactly earned, but as an emotionally unstable child it still crushed me. Basically, it's revealed that the events of the first two games were actually the dreams of some kid in a coma after a car crash. The loss of color in the world is actually meant to be symbolic of death. Again, something that was way too heavy for my little boy brain to handle.
Rayman 2 and the series to an extent have this very unique feeling you won't find anywhere else. it's very mystical with some parts being eerie and very disturbing while others have this very relaxing and serene feeling. Its hard to pinpoint but the aesthetics of it alone just feel you with emotionsRayman 2, the first time i played it i felt a weird feeling that i haven't felt playing a game in a long time, i felt like a kid again playing on a ps2 in front of the tv. It wasn't nostalgia because that was my first time playing Rayman 2, I think it's the style of PS2 games that gives me that feeling. Or I don't know, maybe I'm just schizophrenic and getting more and more crazy.
That actually reminds me to revive the MSC thread I kick like a year or so ago here.My Summer Car, a game about a young Finnish man working on an old shitbox, eating sausages and drinking beer.
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It's not an 'emotional' game at all, but there was one unexpected moment of sadness and nostalgia. It reminded me of my first car that I owned for 9 years before entropy consumed it with rust. It reminded me of my dream to keep that car until my end, and hopefully to pass it on to another dreamer. It made me realise that I attached my own identity to objects and other people, and now, having lost these, I found myself lacking identity, like an empty shell of a human. I kind of became an NPC - no dreams, no hopes, no goals, just living from day to day on autopilot.
This is why I seek places like this, full of unique people with passions. I like posting provoking things because I feed on your emotions and liveliness. And since I'm not very inventive, I often borrow posts from other sites.