Last month was a hard time for me. In part I was overjoyed at the exposure thatguys.co.uk was getting with that Kill Screen article. However it was also a dark time, my Pokemon Black Cartridge got put in the washing machine corrupted. This cart contained many of the pokemon who were on a par with the length of time played and connection with that Omastar, so as I am sure you can appreciate the joy of being featured was ever so slightly tainted...
As you can imagine, I was more than distraught. I considered trying to salvage my save using PC adaptors, or perhaps re-starting with a new save and using editors re-create my pokemon with their original stats. I could even send some of the “event” pokemon, those pokemon I queued for, or downloaded that are no longer available. That would be legit right, its not so cheaty is it?
I decided against it, to follow on from the Omastar article there is an emotional attachment to these guys, if I were to re-create them what would I create? Shallow empty copies. So I have decided to simply consider them dead.
On arriving to this conclusion I genuinely went through the 5 stages of grief:
1. Denial: Specifically dropping to my knees and screaming “NOOOOOOOO!” to the heavens
2. Anger: I fucking flipped a table!
3. Bargaining: This is the part I just mentioned; I could just re-create them that would be the same right? RIGHT?!?
4. Depression: I was fucking sad that I lost them, there is no real way to express this...
5. Acceptance: This. Post. Is. My. Acceptance.
A moments Silence for the ‘mons that are no longer amongst us.
And yeah the shinies, the 1/8192 chance of appearing pokemons gone..
I would also like to mention I shall never EVER play Pokemon Black again it’s fucking cursed.
However white 2 is coming along well, if only I knew someone who could help me pad out my Pokedex...
Love and my super rod got a nibble,