I am very intrigued by all of this.

Which is the preferred outcome here? What does this say about these games or about fan culture in general? What would you guys think if a game you like thats been memed on because of a genuine, obvious but mundane mistake fixes said mistake in a re-release or remake?

The praise of something that has a lot of very justified sketchiness surrounding it, because of it leaving in mistakes because memes, vs a perfectly fine as far as I know franchise, having a re-release of an old game correct a typo that everyone loved and memed on getting a few complaints about it.

(cont) meanwhile, a game that I've only ever played the re-release of, never having played the quite old original has a typo in the english translation that became a meme, that was apparently corrected in the re-release. While there was no great ire, a fair few fans were disappointed.

I say this both because a re-release of a beloved game that has become quite controversial due to various exterior factors, such as the lead of the companies' pro- a - i stance, was praised by many having cited things such as leaving mistakes in audio editing that became a meme in. (cont)

Good Grady. <3

Weirdly bleak, but I suppose a natural thought given the nature of Gilligan's Island's base premise.

I suppose in most movies and TV this shows itself with temporally displaced characters being disillusioned when coming from the past into the future. But I feel like in that case it's usually a "I've got to go back and fix this so it doesn't become this way" sort of thing.

I think its a type of post-incarceration syndrome. In this case I guess it would be called post-island syndrome.

This sounds like a weird and weirdly dark comparison but not being able to handle society and wanting to go back to being isolated reminds me that the US prison system makes it so sometimes people commit crime wanting to go back to prison because they can't handle life on the outside.

On I go....

Because I am simply incapable of stopping at any point. For better or for worse.

I've said it before but while I'm not a creative person at all, I am an artist. And an artist has a compulsion to be one, even when it hurts them. You can't run from that inner gut desire to make things. It never goes away, even if you want it to. It's what keeps me from quitting.

I couldn't stand it knowing I never finished anything or I put all this work in something only to quit late game. That doesn't make my art such any less or me feel any less terrible both as an artist or a person. But I can't not do it.

Feels less like the metaphor for ripping off a bandaid, and more slowly peeling off a long strip of duct tape from my hairy arms. But I can't just leave the duct tape on my arms. It has to come off eventually.