Video Game MD: Xenoblade Chronicles

When I was a teenager, I kept a secret. In between my busy schedule of sports and girls, I wanted to save the world. I wanted to gather a group of my friends to go on an adventure with me. I don’t necessarily think that we fit in the classical archetypes seen in many Japanese role playing games, but we could have gotten the job done. Most likely though, we would have died a horrible death early on in our adventure because none of us have any idea what we are doing. Luckily, I had plenty of video games to satiate that desire. Recently though, I have found that those desires for real life adventure have returned and I’m hoping that Xenoblade Chronicles can give me what I need before I do something stupid.


Always bring friends with you on an adventure.

On the surface, setting out for an adventure seems like it could be fun. You get to go to exotic new locales while meeting strange new people. What isn’t fun is the catalyst that pushes you towards the adventure in the first place. Maybe your girlfriend gets kidnapped and you have to save her. Maybe your hometown is destroyed by an evil force and you plot your revenge. Or it could be that crazy ass robots attack your colony and since you are the only one who can harness a magical sword you are the chosen one. If you don’t want to be the one out there adventuring all of the world, then act like the sword doesn’t give you any powers or at least don’t tell anyone that you can see the future.

While I’ve always had the adventure gene, I knew the risks would be too great to do it in person. You lose friends and family, hometowns and animal companions. Sometimes the losses are just too great. On the other hand you could meet the love of your life, get cool new gadgets and save the world. Playing Xenoblade Chronicles allows me to experience a range of emotions without any real world consequences.

My Robot, My Robot and Me

I like the idea of robots. Artificially intelligent and sometimes-bipedal beings can make life a lot simpler. There have been examples in the entertainment medium that have shown robots in a positive light. On The Jetsons, Rosie was a do-everything maid. In fact, most of the future The Jetsons predicted was automated by some sort of artificial intelligence. Ever since I was a child I always wanted a robot around to help me with my chores because of Rosie. As I got older and started watching things like Voltron, I wanted to have a giant robot as a friend and battle companion. It might not be realistic, but by portraying a Hom in Xenoblade Chronicles, that desire for robot companionship is satiated because the Homs live on a giant freaking robot.

Even though I always wanted a robot companion, I always live in fear of these robots. You never know when the “switch” will click on and the robots will realize that they are an intelligent race capable of overtaking our puny meat sacks and enslaving us. As of right now, robots are super expensive so it will cost too much money to go around destroying anything with AI that looks suspicious. But since the Hom’s arch-enemy are intelligent robots called Mechon, I’m getting my robot fix. No real world money spent and I can kill all the robots I want. That way when Skynet and/or the singularity happens, I’ll be prepared.

Hair Hair Hair Hair

A little envious of his hair to this day.

I’ve had maybe four hairstyles in my life. When I was young, I kept it cropped short and then moved onto a buzz. As I got older I thought I could style my hair like Zack Morris. It looked nothing like Zack’s hair. First, I have brown hair. Second, my over usage of hairspray made me look like a fool. When gray started appearing in my hair I went for the shaved look so it wouldn’t be as noticeable. At a certain age (30) I decided I just don’t give a care and let it grow out a little bit. Even though I haven’t been super original in my hair choices, I’ve always wanted something crazy. And spiky. The hair I have unruly sitting on the top of my head does not lend itself well to any type of spikiness. I have this fairly large cowlick on the back of my head that appears spiky because it doesn’t lay down right. I think it just looks stupid. Not like the cool hair-dos of Shulk and Reyn.

RPG’s are just as their name suggests: role playing games. Japanese versions of this genre stand out as more stereotypical than the rest. The certain tropes are prevalent in nearly all styles of JRPG. That’s okay with me. It allows me to live vicariously through these characters while also preparing me just in case I need to one day save the world.

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