I've been debating for awhile about whether or not to start up a Tamagotchi. It seems like every time I do, something strange and dramatic comes up in my life and I have to attend to that first and foremost, leaving my Tamagotchi to suffer loads and give birth to generations upon generations of Maskutchis and Gozarutchis. Even learning the names alone is a lot harder than when I was twelve and first picked up that Generation 2 egg from the Toys R Us Tamagotchi bin. Man, those were the days.
And here I am, back again. One night, I was a little frosted still from the friendly party before, attending one of my favourite diners. My favourite waitress was there, my favourite friend was beside me, and my favourite song was playing on the radio. So why not whip out my favourite Tamagotchi, the arctic camo' one, and start 'er up?
As soon as I took out the egg there were questions all around.
"People still PLAY with those things?"
"What does that thing do?"
"What's that?"
"I don't remember that character."
"How do you play with it?"
Though I am by FAR not an expert on the topic anymore (when I was younger, I could quote every variation of Tamagotchi that there was out there), I answered as many questions as possible until everyone around me was fulfilled. Because I am a little too much into the holiday spirit, I named my new baby girl Noel. Yeah, corny, oh well.
Zan', my teddy-sidekick, automatically took a liking to her. I'll have pictures of the two up soon. He enjoys wearing Noel as a dangly from any of his many piercing hoops. No, Zan', your younger sister is NOT an accessory. Heheh.
Anyway, one minute late and Noel turned into a Marutchi -- much to my chagrin. I'm not ultimately happy with little square blobs. I think Marutchi is one of the more lazy character designs. They could have revamped it a LITTLE. Does anyone know how to get a Hitodetchi instead?
Aaaaaaand . . . today, Noel finagled her way into a snack by mistake. That's what happens when you're in a hurry to rush outside and play. Zan' argues that I never accidentally feed him. But then, his lips are sewn together, so that would be awfully funny to imagine, wouldn't it?
Stay tuned for more updates on the family! I'm debating whether or not to start up my other V2. Tomorrow's another day, I suppose!
And here I am, back again. One night, I was a little frosted still from the friendly party before, attending one of my favourite diners. My favourite waitress was there, my favourite friend was beside me, and my favourite song was playing on the radio. So why not whip out my favourite Tamagotchi, the arctic camo' one, and start 'er up?
As soon as I took out the egg there were questions all around.
"People still PLAY with those things?"
"What does that thing do?"
"What's that?"
"I don't remember that character."
"How do you play with it?"
Though I am by FAR not an expert on the topic anymore (when I was younger, I could quote every variation of Tamagotchi that there was out there), I answered as many questions as possible until everyone around me was fulfilled. Because I am a little too much into the holiday spirit, I named my new baby girl Noel. Yeah, corny, oh well.
Zan', my teddy-sidekick, automatically took a liking to her. I'll have pictures of the two up soon. He enjoys wearing Noel as a dangly from any of his many piercing hoops. No, Zan', your younger sister is NOT an accessory. Heheh.
Anyway, one minute late and Noel turned into a Marutchi -- much to my chagrin. I'm not ultimately happy with little square blobs. I think Marutchi is one of the more lazy character designs. They could have revamped it a LITTLE. Does anyone know how to get a Hitodetchi instead?
Aaaaaaand . . . today, Noel finagled her way into a snack by mistake. That's what happens when you're in a hurry to rush outside and play. Zan' argues that I never accidentally feed him. But then, his lips are sewn together, so that would be awfully funny to imagine, wouldn't it?
Stay tuned for more updates on the family! I'm debating whether or not to start up my other V2. Tomorrow's another day, I suppose!