Okay guys, sit down and I’m going to tell you a story.
Once upon a time, there was a girl who was in loooooooove with Ocarina of Time. She played it for hours and hours on end, interrupting it only to watch Dragon Ball Z on Cartoon Network. She played it a lot and beat it a lot and she knew where all the skulltulas and heart pieces were and she thought Adult Link was pretty cute and she dearly wished there would just be MORE of that game.
And then one day, a couple years later:
WHAT? WHAT IS THIS? OMG. I MUST HAVE IT.
My dad rented it from Blockbuster for me. And so I sat down to play it.
For those three days that we had that game, my mind was blown with sheer AMAZING. It was everything that made Ocarina of Time great, minus Adult Link (QQ) but plus a lot of super interesting and fun game mechanics and fantastic music.
The only problem was that we’d rented it, not bought it. Link wasn’t the only one with three days. I was, too. And unlike Link, I couldn’t go back and redo it if I wanted to.
The game went back to Blockbuster. For about a week I was depressed as heck. I moped around the house and tried to distract myself by playing Jet Force Gemini. Which was a pretty fantastic game, but it just wasn’t the same.
Somehow, I have never gotten around to finding the game and picking up where I left off. So it’s a sad truth: I have never finished Majora’s Mask.
I’m not lying when I say it’s one of my biggest regrets. Curse you, Blockbuster. Someday I’ll be able to take all of my consoles out of storage and then I can find the game and then I will finish it. That day will be happy.