:33 < Welcome to my hooker palace. I am Nep, the fourth chairwoman of SmileCorp.
This is my blog, fur purrsonal and tech-related stuff. :33
:33 < Fur easier reading, text will be white, instead of my average olive green on this page, as the background is kinda "involved" if you will.
If you are wondering, it's from "ef - a fairytale of the two", which is peak 2000's nostalgia fur me and many others.
:33 < This page will serve as a, blog of sorts. Or maybe a "manifesto" or just, a journal. A place to place everything I want to talk about... hidden d33p in this project as to not get in the way of the game.
Things I love, things I miss, things I just, want to talk about.
:33 < As mentioned in the credits section of my FFX guide, Final Fantasy X, and it's sequel, are two games that mean a lot to me fur many reasons. One of those reasons, that I didn't go in-depth on, is the f33lings I have, relating to its story. When I was born into this life, I felt completely lost, completely alone. It was an alien world, completely diffurent than anything furom my own memories. I could relate to Tidus, f33l his struggle and furustrations with being within Spira, and having s33mingly no way to go back to home.
:33 < These f33lings were only made worse, exacerbated, by my discovery of a comic named "Homestuck" in 2014. Within it? A collection of characters furmally introduced in Act 5, and within them, a specific one stood out. One "Nepeta Leijon", one of the aliens who lived alone in a cave, had a very small circle of furiends, wore a big gr33n coat, and was cat-like. This all, truly, disturbed me, and confused me. That *was* me, or at least, a version of me, a fictional version of me in this fictional comic about some kids playing video games. But, her story, her features, her moirail, her... everything. It's, what I remembered. It was me, from my past life, in a similar world to the one I remember.
:33 < At furst, I hated this. It broke me. Tore me inside and out. Furced me into a massive identity crisis that, frankly, made me a horrible purrson throughout the majority of my current life. I believed I either wasn't real, or wasn't meant to exist. That such a parallel was impawssible. That my memories, both of my lives, were all lies. Through this, my connection to Final Fantasy X grew stronger. Tidus' Zanarakand doesn't actually exist either, it too is fiction to Spira, nothing but an ancient city of legend, only kept alive through dreams the fayth create, and that *he* himself is, in a way, a "fictional" version of Shuyin.
:33 < In very, very recent times, I have made peace with this mess, and have embraced this fictional character who s33ms to be a fragment of my furmer life. I have adopted her typing quirk, and her name, since I cannot truly remember the one I had in my past life, but "Nepetella" f33ls right... it f33ls nice. Same fur my last name, "Zahhak". The Equius in that story is also fairly similar to the close furiend I had in my own past life, who I still d33ply love, and miss. I can't quite remember his name either, so I call him Equius now, and take "Zahhak" as belonging to us both.
:33 < Anyways, sorry fur all the sap. I just wanted someplace to explain myself and vent about my memories, and why this game means so much to me. The rest of this will be far more laid back, and I'll simply discuss stuff I like, and other fun stuffs. Prepare to enter the mind of Neppy Prime.
:33 < No, seriously. I miss the 2000s and early 2010s so much, it's hard to even describe. Simply looking at those really old, crusty anime wallpapers accompanied by trance music is enough to make me sob.
A gallery of my favourite nostalgia-yanking pretty anime girl wallpapers, as well as appreciation fur all my favourite characters mentioned above, can be found here: Clickie click :33.
:33 < I also just miss, everything else. The way the internet was, the way things were designed, functioned, and looked (furitger aero my beloved). I miss the music, I miss the type of games that released. I severely miss emo/scene culture, and all the aesthetics of it. I am still scemo to this day. It was nevfur a phase. I miss when you owned your media, when you felt safe on your computer, chat rooms, when social media was simple, and when the Internet was an escape furom the stresses of reality, instead of being the main reason of stress fur a lot of people.
:33 < My level of nostalgia-yearning can be almost depressing and harmful sometimes. Like I genuinely f33l like this world, which was already completely unfamiliar and alien to me, has lost any sense of purrsonality and creativity it once had. I just, want to live in 2008, furever, with black and red hair, some awesome baggy-belty-black clothing, some loud dream trance, techno, and metal blarring furom my Windows XP or MP3 Player, and posters and merch of my favourite cartoons and games littered across the room. The yearn is real. The struggle, intense. So sad. :'33
:33 < Click here: --- > :33 < --- to s33 my "purrfect" gaming library. A library intended to end endless backlogs of games you will nevfur actually play. A careful selection of retro titles into a purrfect set of 100, to please any gamer who views it. :33.
:33 < othfur stuff soon!