Ah, glorious E3--it's like a Summer Christmas. Every year, I go get myself a lux coffee, come home, and park myself in front of the computer to see what squeal-inducing goodies the industry has in store for me. In between the major presentations holding my rapt attention, I chat with fellow gamers on IGN, text my gamer buddies, and just generally share the joy with anyone that will listen. E3 is here!
My homemade Kirby tries to drop a few in preparation for E3
Being a girl in this world is a fun experience because it is a more unique one. None of my girlfriends particularly care what sort of tech is going to become standard on the next wave of flat-screens or have any interest on the development of the next Zelda game. This only makes the Electronics Entertainment Expo more delicious. It’s a Blue Heaven for me. I get the opportunity to be surrounded by compatriots of the “nerd world”, even if only via the internet. I get positively woozy with the delightful thought of being there in person. Would I dare bust out the old Halloween costumes to cosplay as Peach or Zelda? I might just be overcome with sheer glee and have to do it—who knows.
Kirby gave up the excercising--he put on my Link hat and is trying to decide if he wants to play Skyward Sword or Twilight Princess
The euphoria aside, E3 is serious business. I can’t recount the times I’ve been in the game section of a store and had more information than the salespeople. Thank you, E3. For those of us that have to be at the horizon of incoming glory from the electronics world, there is no missing every aspect of coverage available to us from E3. I find myself acting as a reporter for the event most of the time. And I’m pretty sure that my enthusiasm has weirded out a Target employee or two at times; “No—it’s going to have a touch-screen controller! Can you imagine such a thing! That Nintendo, I swear.”
Wii would like more shelves for our goodies
I can’t help being a video game junkie. I was playing games when I was just a wee-thing at the age of two (Or should I say Wii-thing? Too puny?). Mario has always been and will always be my homeboy, and feminism sheminism, I will always idolize Princess Peach. I couldn’t get enough of the Mario and Zelda cartoons. That shiny gold Zelda cart really seemed like it had some kind of magic cast on it. To a pre-schooler, anyway. I always had the Nintendo systems, and my cousin always had the Sega consoles. I liken this to brother against brother in the Civil War; I’m pretty sure they’re basically the same thing. We swapped systems back and forth, though, so I experienced it all. I jumped on the first Playstation, but I credit Super Mario World for making me a hardcore gamer. I was there the day the Nintendo 64 launched as soon as I got out of my 4th grade class. I wasn’t heard from again for a solid two weeks, as I was helping Mario fly across various paintings and whatnot. I played GoldenEye competitively (very well, I might add). I spent the night in line for a GameCube. I spent many fruitless nights in line for my Wii until I got my hot little hands on one. What with this new-fangled internet, it was easier than ever to become totally submersed in the gaming world. I find I prefer this world; it’s even better than World 1-1, as a matter of fact.
I <3 Gaming
From the time I tried to shoot that stupid dog for laughing at me when I was a toddler to trying to see if it was, in fact, possible to shoot Navi with an arrow when I was in middle school, all these years later, gaming still has my heart. The nostalgic love I have for it coupled with the ever-evolving wonders of technology it presents never ceases to bring the proverbial tear to my eye. I’ve spent many happy days with that Sega-cousin of mine’s kids playing Playstation 3 and Kinect with them, as well as snapping some should-be-illegal-they’re-so-funny snapshots in Brawl. Gaming is honestly part of who I am, and that’s been the case all my life. That being said, being at E3 in person would be nirvana, and I crave the responsibility and honor of getting to herald the news from the front lines.
So, IGN, I would try to be a valuable sidekick. I will not shout "Hey! Listen!" in your face, nor will I step into enemy fire seemingly on purpose while you escort me through E3. But don't take me with you based on any of this. Choose me because Kirby really, really wants to attend.
Kirby decided on Link's Crossbow Training, apparently