When I realized (Travis Edition)

I used to be an outside kid. Years 1-5 (From what I remember and what my parents told me) I was a tricycle kid. Dad push me down hills on my tric, ride to trees and attempt to climb them. Whatever corny bullshit you can imagine, that was me and my Tricycle.
Then my dad bought a nintendo at a garage sale. It was for him. Well little did he know what I could become with a little help. We had the basics, Mario, Duck Hunt, Track and Field, Castlevania, Kirby and more. But I was not hooked yet. I would be lying if i told you that this got me hooked. What sad kid gets hooked to video games at the tender age of 5? One with down syndrome, thats who. I played and enjoyed, mainly with my father because it was his. And eventually, being the ADD kid that i was, i stopped playing so much mario (for a good reason too, piece of shit game) and went back outside.
This happened in 1994-1995 maybe a little into 1996.
"well Travis, where is your Super Nintendo or Sega?"
well viewer, I'm getting to that you greedy son of a bitch.
So I am a late bloomer.
Before christmas of 1996... I played nintendo again. woopedy doo. same old shit. Go to cousins house..... Lion King? WTF!!?!?!!?!??!?!?!!?!?!
I had to have it.
Christmas of 1996 I had my Sega genesis. It was god like to say the least. Santa brought it to me himself. everyone wanted to do family shit..... I said fuck that. I am going to play Sonic and Garfield. Which i did. I played so long and hard that the black paint of the controller rubbed off onto my hands. I loved that system to death. I got road rage, the other sonics, streets of rage. all the classic. It was an orgasm every day. I knew what i was becoming and i loved it. But this still isnt my climax.... that has yet to come. Gaming was pretty bad ass. But i was not hooked forever. I still liked climbing trees. swimming. talking believe it or not. watching tv. This might be because i didnt own a tv of my own so i could play on my time. or because it wasn't impressive enough for me. whatever the reason, i always got off once i got tired... i wish that was the case nowadays.
fifth grade... something crazy happened....
Pokemon reached us. Everyone was talking about it. One kid chose charmander over squirtle. Someone had caught them all. Somone just caught an Onyx.
I had no idea what they were talking about. I was made fun of. people asked me which pokemon i chose at first... i lied. and they made fun of me calling me a stupid kid with poor parents.
i was outraged. i NEEDED TO FIT IN!!!!!
Begging initiated. Christmas 1999. Grandmother. Christmas eve. Chose one present to open. FUcking gameboy Pocket. the see through kind.
AWESOME
what game? casper the fucking ghost.
I am not going to lie, i almost cried. But i pushed on. i thanked my grandmother and played that shitty ass game all night because i knew this was the big one for me. I went to bed unsatisfied. But ready to begin my quest anew the next day.
Luckily... I didn't have to. LO AND BEHOLD!!! i open my first present and there she was. Pokemon Blue in the motherfucking Flesh. I had never come before this experience. I had to change my god damn diaper.

Best christmas of my life. THis game made me stay up till 4 in the morning. And with that shitty first screen? that was hard to do secretly. I played during classes, on the bus. Started talking to people about games. Started yelling at my game when my pokemon died. All the signs of an addict started showing. And i was loving it. every single second. Pokemon Made me what i am today and i don't look back.


after pokemon it went like this
N64- Mario PS1- Legend of the dragoon Xbox-Halo PC-STarcraft Xbox360-Oblivion

important games in travis history