So, you’re an adventurer that’s setting out from your most likely recently burned down village. Maybe you got exiled. Who knows. You’re going to encounter monsters on the road. What they’re going to be varies from game to game but for the most part you’re going to easily be able to strike them down.
Despite this, they serve an important role. They’re there to show you how to fight and how the mechanics work. They’re the unsung heroes of the RPG world. So, I want to take some time to highlight some of my favorites.
The Rabite from Secret of Mana
WHY DO I HAVE TO FIGHT THESE THINGS? They’re not going to be the only cute thing that I have to kill on this list but they’re extra cute the way they hop around. They will do a little tackle on you but who can blame them? They just want to be your friend. Still, I done smacked them down. They usually left behind candy. Just great little friends.
2. Rattatas and Pidgeys- Pokemon Red/Blue/Green and FireRed/LeafGreen
It’s luck of the draw, depending on which one of these that you get when you first leave Pallet Town. But both of them are wonderful to run into, because unlike a lot of the other monsters on this list, these are waiting to be your friends. Usually, my first Pidgey becomes my main form of transportation as I fly across the map. Meanwhile, Rattata became a Raticate and his hyper fang carried me through a good portion of the game.
They were also the first two Pokemon I ever caught in my entire Pokemon career. And you never forget your first.
3. Slimes From Breath of Fire
A normal ass slime that has no features. He’s just kind of there to get hit and disappear. Later in the game you encounter gold slimes who give you plentiful amounts of experience and money. No bells and whistles to it. So, why would I even put this on the list? To showcase the next entry.
4. Slime From Dragon Quest
I have killed a lot of these little guys and I hate it every time. Look at that face! He’s just here to be a little guy. It just has so much personality. It makes sense that this little guy became the face of the franchise. So cute. Love you, slime! Thank you for all your hard work.
Now the question is, whose cuter? This slime or the rabite? I can’t choose. You can’t make me!
(It was then that the author ran from his room and into the middle distance to start a new life)
5. Spiteful Crow from Earthbound
Look at this dude. So, cool. Those shades and that bow tie make this little guy stand out. They attack by pecking at your eyes, which to be fair is a spiteful move. However they also throw you a cookie when you return them to normal. That can make a big difference when you have lower HP levels. Maybe they’re not that spiteful, just a little bit spiteful.
6. Lying Hablerie from Persona 4 and Persona 4 Golden
There’s not enough space on this blog to point out how weird the Shin Megami Tensei/Persona games are. But Frank, you might say, there’s infinite amounts of space on the internet.
Exactly.
These things fly up and lick your handsome chad face. Still Izanagi dispatches them easily.
As a lover of history, I’ve always thought about the fact that I will never be featured in any history books or accounts. No one will write down my actions as important or memorable. What’s to be said about Franklin Cota on this day in history?
“Historians believed that he ate a lot of Cool Ranch Doritos and took a long nap. He did not brush the crumbs off himself before he fell asleep. He woke up and ate the crumbs and fell back asleep. He didn’t like himself after the nap.”
People from the past who were unable to get basic spices would say that I lived like a king! Napping and eating full bags of Christmas color flecked corn chips. People from the nearer past would say that I’m a gluttonous loser who ate a whole bag of chips in one sitting and fell asleep. They’re both right!
Still, for all the embarrassing I’ve done, am doing and will do, I will be blessedly forgotten. I will not be remembered as Nanni, the ancient Karen who is the first person in known history to issue a written customer complaint from 1750BCE.
But was he a Karen? Reading through the complaint, it seems that he had legitimate gripes with copper merchant Ea-Nasir. Who seems to have not delivered his copper ingots despite receiving payments and also was rude to his servant! Every good boss I’ve ever had has gone to bat for me. Nanni understands the plight of the workers underneath him.
And what he wants is pretty reasonable. He wants other his fine quality copper or his money back. He’s not demanding anyone get arrested or anything like that. He just wants Ea-Nasir to fulfill his end of the bargain.
Maybe there’s something to be said about that. He ended up in the history books because he was the first at something. It wasn’t something that we like but how would we have known about Nanni otherwise?
If you want to learn more about Nanni and Ea-Nasir’s feud, you can find it at the source of this post:
When I walk amongst the shelves of the library it’s like I’m the pretty girl walking into the bar. All eyes are on me. Each book telling me to pick them. Asking to come home with me.
I pick out a few each time, usually returning the others. I have a two week stand with one. I can’t get it out of my head. I want to understand every inch of it. Explore it from end to end.
You never know when you’re going to fall in love. You never know what a book is going to do to you. There are ones that I barely remember. Lovers that didn’t register. But then there are others. Ones that stick with me. Stay on my skin. I can still recall them to this day.
I hold them in my memories. A warm, pleasant thing for cold, lonely days. I don’t know if I’ll ever love a book the way I love that one. I don’t know if it’ll ever come back around to it.
But like others, I’m going to keep trying. I’ll kiss a thousand frogs to find another prince. Because unlike humans, books don’t let you down in the same way. They at least take you on a little trip first. Instead of just leaving you alone in your bed and don’t call you back.
Okay, so things have happened in your life that you now own a transit van. It has no windows in the backends because people aren’t supposed to be there. There might be people back there because you’re going to a gig you’re roadie-ing or you need to get them across state lines or just because you’re moving house. Anyway, the back is going to be unimpressive unless you expect some action back there.
A friend once told me upon seeing one of the American Ninja Warriors that lived in a van, that she was past that part of her life to hook up with someone in the back of their van. Another friend said she wasn’t. So, you’re going to have a 50-50 chance if people are ready to rock back there. If you’re attracted to men, you don’t have to worry because if real life and horror movies have taught me in anything, men will walk into a bathtub of used syringes if it means that they can get some action.
Anyway, I’m getting away from the subject at hand. You own a transit van. You need something on the side of it. It’s going to showcase that you listen to some form of heavy metal. Well, here’s my advice for your custom van based on what I would do.
Shirtless Barbarian/Female Barbarian in a Fur Bikini
A classic of the genre. You’re going to have a dude who seems vaguely viking in attire except for his completely impractical attire. Why wouldn’t he wear some form of armor? Because he’s too fucking hardcore and too good at fighting. That’s why he doesn’t need any armor. What is he a wuss? A NERD?!
Anyway, he’s going to be holding a sword aloft. Lightning may or may not be striking the sword depending on how magical he is. Dealer’s choice on that one.
He may have a pretty lady, bikini clad, tugging on his leg. But you might have noticed I gave you an option of either/or. Bikini or shirtless barbarians. That’s where we’re going get ’em. Hit ’em with something they didn’t expect. Bikini barbarian holding a sword aloft and shirtless buff viking holding onto her leg. Put the dude in a bikini. Fuck it. Go nuts. Life is too short.
2. Giant Cobra
This cobra is going to be showing off. Full fangs. Full hood. He’s going to be some sick ass colors like purple and black. There may be lightning behind him. It’s what you’re willing to put up. But yeah, no fuss, no muss. Just a massive cobra looking cool as hell.
3. Wizard
The longest white beard, the robes of the darkest blue and shooting lightning from his hands. You might have noticed through this list, that I’ve mentioned lightning so many times. Why not fire? Why not wind? Because we’re not going to make the guy with the spray nozzle work hard. We’re going to have him make some crackling lines and that’s it.
4. Unicorns
That ‘s’ isn’t a typo. We’re going to have two unicorns. They’re going to be facing each other. They’re going to be crossing horns as if they’re in battle or love. You decide. Their coloring is going to be the purest white. There’s going to be a lens flare at the end of each horn. Whose going to be on each unicorn? Well….
5. A Knight Playing an Electric Guitar
The knight is going to be in full armor. Unlike the barbarians, we’re not going to see a single shred of skin. He is going to be absolutely shredding on a flying V guitar. The coolest looking most uncomfortable guitar to play. Can’t play it sitting down. There’s going to a half cloak over his shoulder. It’s going to be sick as fuck.
6. Words
Let’s throw on a catchphrase.
“Man with a van and NO PLAN”
“Comes to pick you up whenever you call one of those for a good time call numbers on a bathroom stall”
“This van is gender inclusive but we gonna make out”
“Ass, gas or grass? More like class, class or class. You’re going to either teach me something, play DND with me or have a fancy tea party”
“This van ramps over everything”
7. Red Tailed Hawk
Okay, I know you might saying, Frank, you’re a patriot. You love your country. Why wouldn’t you throw on a bald eagle? Well, because as much as I love my country, I love Animorphs more. So, we’re going to represent the eyes in the sky, Tobias. God, that name is so cool.
How many eyes of enemies have bald eagles ripped out to save the world? I can’t think of that many. Tobias has blinded so many people to make sure that they didn’t have to kill any humans but they still incapacitated them in some way.
Tobias is one of the greatest heroes of literature.
8. A Bald Eagle
Still not for America! The bald eagle was Rachel’s flight morph. So, even if they can’t be together in the books because Rachel died in battle, they can be together on the side of my van.
It still hurts, K.A. It still hurts. But you were right. There was no way she could come back from the war.
9. Any Alien From Animorphs
I was thinking about Animorphs like usual and then remembered how metal the designs were. First, we have the andalites.
Everything about this rules. The six pack abs. The cool scorpion tail. The elf ears. The stalk eyes. The centaur body. Fuck you actual centaurs. This is so much cooler.
The ravenous Taxxon! These things will eat anything. Including each other when they’re killed. I think that’s Rachel behind them? She doesn’t need to be on it. We just need this big bug.
Finally, the hork bajir, the walking razor blade foot soldiers of the Yeerks. And the most metal design of all of them. Look at them. They’re giant bipedal cool dinosaurs.
They also harbor the great tragedies of the war. They’re normally a gentle race that wouldn’t hurt a fly. So, why have all those blades? Because they live on a planet with massive trees and they use all those blades to harvest bark to eat. That’s right, they’re vegetarians.
And once again, the reason Tobias gets on the side of the van is because he made sure that there were free hork bajir for the first time in decades. God bless you, Tobias. The liberator.
10. Giant Clam
This might be a weird come down from the others. I just showed you so many cool aliens. So, why the humble giant clam? Because it contains multitudes. You can put in so many other things. Imagine a clam that opens up to release a bunch of fairies or just some treasure?
That’s the whole point of this is to show you that even the humblest things whether they be van or clam, can contain wonders.
My father passed away in 2020. It wasn’t from Covid but something else that I don’t really want to talk about right now. It was a strange, sad time in my life. But that’s not what this post is really about right now.
I have a new role in my friend group. For the most part, all of my friends still have both of their parents. We’re all in our late thirties and their parents are getting older. My sorrow, my loss makes them think about things though. Considering the future. Having to live through a fear that they don’t want to name.
So, they ask me questions. They ask me how did I know when certain things happened to my dad. How did I handle this or that. How am I feeling? How did you prepare?
They’re kindhearted people so they want to make sure that they can take care of the people that took care of them. Those are legitimate concerns. I told them about the things we did to prepare. To make sure that we would be ready.
But that’s not what they’re really asking. They’re really asking, “am I going to be okay when they’re gone?”. And I have to say yes. It’s going to be different. It’s going to be hard but you’re going to get through it.
You’re going to think about him daily. I do. You’re going to think about how I would love to talk to him about this. I would love to get his input on this or that. You’re going to get a job and wonder if he would be proud of you. You’re going to miss him at big events.
There’s unfortunately, no magic path that I can give you. There’s nothing that I can say to make the pain any less. The only path is through. But what has always worked for me was trying to live up to the standard that my father showed me.
I think the most telling moment in my mind for my father was this. He was an accountant and charged 100 dollars an hour. Let me put it simply, he deserved every dollar he got from his clients. He was exemplar. He had this older woman, living on a fixed income. She had been screwed over by a lazy accountant for the last three years. Each return took him about three hours to fix. He was so angry at the shitty work the guy before him had done.
Finally came the day when he called her over. He had gotten her back somewhere in the thousands in her refund. I thought that nine hours of work would at least give him a good paycheck to make up for the headache that he had been put through while working on them. I was eating dinner while they were talking at the dining room table. He was explaining how much money she was getting back and she was so excited. I waited for the hammer to fall.
He charged her fifty bucks.
When she was gone, I walked into the dining room to talk to him. I asked him why he only charged her fifty bucks. He took off his glasses, which was always a signal that he wanted to talk to me seriously and said:
“Rollo, she’s a woman alone, living off the state. Some things are more important than money.”
That alone has made me try and be fair and kind in all my dealings. He was a good man.
The one thing that I know that I don’t have to worry about and I prepared for this, was to make sure that the last thing I said to my father was “I love you”. I always knew that my parents were older and that made me want to make sure I spent more time with them. Because I knew that this day was going to come and a far harder day is coming down the line. When I will fully be an orphan. I hate thinking about that day. But it makes me be, hopefully, a better son. To make sure my mom knows I care about her.
Fortunately, my mom had my dad make videos for my sister and I of him wishing us a happy birthday. I have a video of my father telling me happy birthday and that he loves me. I’m so lucky for that. I know that it’s something that other people don’t have. To be able to hear their father’s voice.
And if you’re a parent reading this, then that’s my advice for you. To make sure that there are physical things that your children can have and hold or hear of your love. Make them videos, audio recordings or whatever so that they can hear your voice in times of trouble. That they’ll never forget what it sounds like when you say you love them.
I had to explain Pokemon to my coworker the other day. She told me that her son liked the cards but had no idea what they were beyond that. Having to explain it to someone else, made me have to consider what did I like about it in the first place.
I think the games themselves offer a fantasy that any child would love. First, you get to leave home on an exciting adventure! You’re going to travel from town to town, seeing the sights. Encountering new people and doing new things. That was what the anime was, a road movie as much as an advertisement for the games.
Secondly, kids love pets. But what’s the problem with pets? You can only have one or two. Well, Pokemon offers you the dream of having several hundred pets all at the same time. And there are so many kinds of pets. Forget your normal dog and cat. You can have a sentient pile of garbage as your pet!
Who rescued who?
Then comes the joy of just collecting things. Kids collect trading cards and bottle caps and all kinds of things. Now they have cute animals on them. And of course, the aforementioned sentient bag of trash.
There’s over a thousand of them at this point. Your kid is going to be able to find at least one that they love above all others. For me, it was the Pokemon, Lapras.
A lovely blue and looking to surf through the water
I loved dinosaurs as a kid but found real plesiosaurs to be terrifying. I think they were the ones that gave me my initial hydromegathalassaphobia, the fear of large things in the water. Most things prehistoric things made me scared of the ocean.
AHHHH!
Lapras was a nice alternative. You could ride on its back. It was gentle and kind. But the problem was that they were so few in the game. They were hunted to near extinction. But then through conservation methods, they became plentiful again.
I thought that no one could shake my love for Lapras. But then one of the new games introduced a new challenger. The one and only, little pig: Lechonk.
Look at this absolute unit.
Gotta love a little pig that’s so round. While my love for Lapras will never be shaken or replaced, this little guy comes a close second.
But this is kind of the point, isn’t it? I’m sure that someone even loves the garbage bag. With that many, every person has to have a favorite and every pokemon is someone’s favorite.
It’s always been a weird thing for me to have such affection for these silly little games. But the fact of the matter is that they have influenced me throughout my life. Part of my love of adventure and wanting to see new places comes from these games. There’s always been a lifelong want to walk across America and it definitely came from watching Ash, Misty and Brock walking something like several thousand miles.
Lord of the Rings offers the same thrill of adventure. Leaving home and doing something great and I think that Pokemon elicits the same feelings. Except instead of having the fate of the world and a big eye staring at you, you get a nice little friend.
I found the book in that old book store and shouldn’t have bought it. I shouldn’t have read it without knowing the language that it was written in. After that, I started to have strange nightmares every night.
I saw nightmarescapes of flayed humans and the land broken. The sky had been dyed red from the blood that had filled the seas. Everywhere there was fire and death. Creatures came screaming down from the sky to attack the few survivors that were walking through this blasted wasteland.
Even when I woke, I heard the voices. They whispered dark things to me. They had tasks for me to do. That they wanted me to feast on different things. Things that I never would have under my own power. I feasted on the flesh of so many creatures.
When I look at myself in the mirror, strange things move behind my eyes. My hands are not responding but they still move. They have become addicted to my online shopping account. They are gathering ingredients. Collecting things.
They have whispered to me, that my family will love these tostadas and they do. I have become a lifeless corpse. I buy ingredients. I make tostadas. I consume them. My family consumes and every day the cycle starts again. The darkness has seized me. I am lost. I am the undead. I need someone to find me and end my suffering. Free me from this tostada hell.
Preheat the oven to 400 degrees. Place corn tortillas on grated tray and spray with cooking spray. Cook for five minutes and then flip. Cook for another five minutes. Call up your local priest and tell him his religion is a lie.
When corn tortillas are nearly finished cooking, sautee your pickled jalapenos until they become soft and then add your chicken, beans or beef. You may add other spices to your liking. Carve strange symbols into your local park benches that praise the Old Ones that slumber and wait for the slaughter.
When the tortillas and protein have finished cooking, begin assembly. Apply sour cream to corn tortilla. Place chosen protein on top of it. Add cheese that it can melt. Apply salsa, lettuce and guacamole. Top with taco sauce. Wordlessly scream at your loved ones.
I’ve never fully believed in ghosts but I’ve always been of the mindset that I’m not going to test whether or not they’re real. You will never catch me in a graveyard or with a Ouija board. I just don’t need to bother them and have them get after me.
That isn’t to say that I haven’t had weird encounters in my life. Days when I felt something was watching me or some kind of odd feeling in a dark and creepy place. The weirdest encounter happened in my own bed.
When I was I want to say about fifteen, I was lying in my bed at my parents’ house. It’s an older house but I never experienced anything out of the ordinary, until that night.
The way my bedroom was set up was that I was in the far corner away from the door. I was able to look through it at the bathroom, whose light we left on to make sure that we didn’t step on any cats that might be lying in the hallway. There were two lights that were on two separate circuits. So, that if one went out then the other would stay on. This night, I was watching them and they both snapped off at the same time.
I thought that maybe it was a power outage but I glanced at my digital clock and that was still on. I reached up to my face and ran my nails down it. It hurt.
I had enough time to think, “Yeah, this is going to suck”
It then felt like several hands were grabbing at me and rolling me back and forth in my sheets. I was panicking as I didn’t know what was going on. It took place over only about fifteen seconds but it was enough time for me to take notice of it. I fell out of my bed and looked under my bed. I saw a blue face down there of a man that looked like he was in pain.
I didn’t know what to do, so I punched it. My fist didn’t connect with anything but the face disappeared. I got up and turned the light on. I didn’t sleep for the rest of the night. Being fifteen, I felt I was a little too old to wake up my parents because I might have had a bad dream. With nothing else to do, I played video games. In my potentially haunted room.
I didn’t have the best survival instinct.
Later, after I told a friend about this, we spoke about our shared experiences. We both saw people that were shaded blue. I don’t know if that’s a universal thing but like before, I’m not going to find out.
This is an experience that I haven’t forgotten in the last twenty years. I haven’t had anything similar to happen. It’s just made me feel a little bit nervous when I’m home alone in a place that is older. Heck, even newer places because you don’t know what was demolished for that new structure to be there.
Something that has always bothered me about being a podcaster is when we cover a bad movie that doesn’t have the advantages of its big budget contemporaries. It makes me feel like I’m punching down, which doesn’t make for good comedy. Comedians should always punch up at those in power. Even someone making a piece of trash is still putting themselves out there. And if it’s good, I’ll give the piece its roses.
But then there are the works that are just so bad and are the little engine that could that decided to just slam through a town at full speed. Leaving a wake of destruction in their path.
I mainly write about the Lifetime movies that we cover. They’re clearly cheaply made and seemingly mass produced so that all of them are roughly the same except for the part where the crazed killer character decides to go nuts for some reason or another. They have their own charm to them but there’s a part of me that always wishes they were a bit better.
The problem is that I know they could be. There’s always a lesser light in the world to show that it could be done for even cheaper. That’s not an excuse for these people to pay their people less, it’s for them to try harder.
Paranormal Activity is a horror movie that was made for 15,000 dollars and grossed about 194 million in 2007. Adjusted for inflation that’s 294 million today. It was made with a few cameras on tripods, about five unknown actors and just was well made from the jump.
Godzilla Minus One was made for ten million dollars. That is a drop in the bucket for studios like Marvel and Warner Bros and yet it’s stunning and well made. Look at the below image. You can tell they cared and wanted to make the best movie that they could.
It’s because these movies understood something. That poverty isn’t the death of creativity but where it’s born. There is a long tradition of this throughout the world of media. Monty Python wanted to make a movie making fun of the middle ages and Arthurian legends but couldn’t afford horses. What would be the funniest way to handle this? Have every knight have a squire that bonks two coconuts together. Have characters comment on it to make one of the funniest exchanges in comedy history. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zqtS9xyl0f4&ab_channel=3qui1i6riM
Mystery Science Theater 3000(MST3K), had to constantly make a nearly two hour show on a minuscule budget. Their puppets and set were clearly made of found objects. The puppets could barely move on their own. How did they make up for all of this? With excellent writing that was clearly positioned in their own Midwest slice of life.
And that’s what it all comes down to. The money in the end doesn’t matter. Passion can make up for it. If you believe in your piece of media and you want it to be the best it can be, it will be. That’s what I’m attacking. The fact that the filmmakers don’t care. I want to love their movie but the fact that they turned in something that’s only worth a C+ at best is going to stop me from doing so and I’m not going to stop myself from calling it out.
Going off of what I wrote last week when I said that I constantly try and experience new things, there are several games that I play every year. They’re like my comfort food. Games that I’ve loved forever. Most of them are JRPGs and old school in general. Sometimes it just feels nice to think that you can go home again. Here are the four games that I play every year.
Shovel Knight- What if your knight didn’t have a sword but instead a shovel? What if the damsel in distress was the equal to the hero? What if a company made one of the best old school platformers that ever was. Those are the questions that this game asks. The game is about the titular Shovel Knight trying to save his partner, Shield Knight from someone named the Sorceress and her villainess group of knights called the Order of No Quarter. The gameplay is reminiscent of Duck Tales with you slashing and pogoing with your shovel. Shovel Knight is funny, well made, colorful, has great music and is all around a masterpiece. It is such a joy to play. It takes about four hours to beat but those four hours are joyful. You can feel the love in every moment of this game. The team that made these are experts at fun and have done their homework five times over.
2. Final Fantasy X- I have bought this game on every new system that it becomes available on. I played this game religiously when I was younger and had it on my PS2. I never wanted to be that far away from it. The game is such a departure from the other Final Fantasy iterations. You play as Tidus who arrives in a tropical paradise that is stuck in a continual cycle of death because of a giant Kaiju-size monster known as Sin. He becomes a guardian of a woman named Yuna who is learning how to summon creatures known as aeons, once she completes her journey of learning how to summon all of them, she will face Sin. And that’s about all I can say without spoiling. The game is bright and colorful much like Shovel Knight, has a wonderful battle system that makes gameplay fun and addictive. It has it’s moments that are less than stellar, see the Tidus laugh moment below but the journey is one that I go on every year just to remember how good it is.
3. Bioshock- Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his own brow? That’s the question that Andrew Ryan asks you as you unwillingly enter the city of Rapture. You play as Jack a man that is just having the worst day. He gets into a plane crash and swimming to safety, he finds a lighthouse. He goes inside and takes a bathysphere down to this city. He finds a fallen utopia, the aforementioned Rapture, that was based on the concept that there were no restraints on scientists, inventors and artists. They found a substance called ADAM that allowed them to change their DNA. This allowed them to throw fireballs and lightning and do all kinds of other things. But the substance had two downsides, it took genetically altered little girls known as little sisters to harvest it and it was highly addictive creating violent monsters called splicers. You have to learn how to survive in this world and then escape from it. You need ADAM to live and you need to decide if your survival is worth murder of children or if you’re willing to make the game harder by letting them liven when you take the ADAM from them. It’s a first person shooter and probably the darkest game on this list in terms of visuals and subject matter. It’s another masterpiece that doesn’t take too long to play. Or maybe I’ve just gotten that good at it.
4. Chrono Trigger- Another JRPG of the old school SNES variety. You play as Crono and after a festival experiment goes wrong and sends you back in time, you find that you have to stop a disaster that is going to take place and destroy the world. You collect people from the various time periods that you visit to help you and include, a chivalrous man sized frog knight, a polite robot, a sorcerer that looks like Vegeta and a cave woman. Then you have your two bros from the present, a princess in hiding and your female inventor friend. The game despite its age jam packs so much into it. There are over thirteen endings in the game depending on when you fight the final boss who becomes available about a quarter way through the game and even sooner if you know how to get there. The game was as far as I know the first game to issue a new game plus mode where you were able to restart the game with all your weapons, experience and abilities from your last beaten save. That meant that you could start just romping all the first area enemies with your ultimate abilities the minute you hit the street. This game continues my love of color, great stories and music. Starting to see a theme emerge.
Franklin Cota, an author and podcaster 