After seeing me frequently use the Robot Masters (as Mith) from the Mega Man series, is it any wonder that I'm bringing up the funnest game out this year?
That's right. Mega Man 9.
Now I realize that the Xbox version isn't quite as retro as the Wii with it's NES shaped controller, but it's what I've got and I'm glad to have gotten it. Most games I download I get the demo version first. Even if it's a game I already know I want, I'm used to unlocking the full version after getting the game itself. Not this time. I payed up front, $10.00, and boy was it worth it. From the second I heard the opening theme, I wanted to squeal with joy. I couldn't help but have a stupid grin on my face either, and I had played a level on my buddie's PS3 a couple days earlier too. Why have I gone so nuts over this game? It's simple.
Pure nostalgia. I remember when my parents bought Mega Man 2 for our NES. I thought it was kinda cool at the time. Then, after playing a bit, me and my brothers were addicted. We had to get that one last boss, we had to get that password to Dr. Wily's castle. I even remember when my brother got to Dr. Wily the first time, and I heard that 8-bit hardcore metal beat, I couldn't help but dance. And by dancing, I mean running around the room, jumping off of furniture and doing aerial kicks. It was just that awesome. And when I started my first level today on 9, I was lost in some temporal abyss, back in that living room and shooting the mechanical crap out of Flash Man.
And then, as I was basking in the unadultered glory of my youth. Mega Man died. Okay, I said to myself. I've never had a perfect run. I'll get through this time. Death. Again death. Then it hit me. Mega Man games are notoriously hard. Especially if, like me, you haven't looked up each boss's weakness beforehand and you have to try and figure it out on your own. In other words, I sucked balls. My roommate would not stop laughing at me. But you know what? I was laughing too. Because I was playing 8-bit glory specifically designed to play on ultra-realistic gaming platforms, with sprite glitches PROGRAMMED IN. The fact that I was toughing it out sent me back too. There was no internet with the NES Mega Mans. If you were lucky, your mom got you a subscription to Nintendo Power and you would get a couple of level maps. That was it. So when I die repeatedly, and do things differently than those lifeless nerds who've posted speed runs on youtube already (I haven't checked, but you know they have), go ahead and laugh.
I'll laugh right along with you. That is, until I send a mechanized bee of stinging death your way. Thanks Hornet Man.