This hack of Mario 64 came at a forum Deepweb: is playing online, there was no way to download it, and a password you require. Then (by a hacker) videos and gameplay footage leaked, and until he was laid on certain sites, but one day everything disappeared (it was the FBI), and showing great real atrocities and made use of a secret formula for mind control ...
Please call me Ishmael-123: I know it's just a pseudonym, and that is as absurd as the fact that the first time I told these horrendous crimes in cyberspace, I did call "Samuel Johnson" warning, also in this time, it was a simple login and nothing else. Do not try to find out why I changed my pseudonym. Just tell them that the "123" from my new nickname it is linked to a terrible reality that unfortunately people have taken as creepypasta, and I've chosen to protect, which seems illogical since I'm claiming to be the same as before I did call "Samuel Johnson"; but, believe it or not, the apparent ridiculousness is part of the protection mechanism. And, now I tell you the same thing again, but with additional details:
Approximately one year and ten months ago, appeared hacker Mario 64 version, which could logically only be played on emulators (not like the Nintendo64 cartridge). This version was not available in the typical sites where you can download hacks little known or famous as Brutal Mario (Super Mario World hack). His first appearance was in the Deepweb or Internet Deep, which is really hard to access the network, where you can find services hitmen, kiddie porn, snuff Live, organ trafficking, drugs, sadomasochistic clubs and other aberrations that proliferate in the absence of the law. Specifically, the hack was initially presented at the Bloody Geno-and-Glimer783 forum, to a small society of hackers who, as I learned after counting these things for the first time (Apply the same to all the new add), was composed by degenerates who were not only masters of the programming, but sadists who enjoyed torturing defenseless animals and upload videos to the web. In fact, I knew one of those videos leaked and emerged at the normal web (the others did not leave the Deepweb): in the film, can be seen a small dog running in flames, like a ball of living fire Whooping and moves at full speed. Any information you can find on the video, is probably false, except this one. But hey, that video was nothing compared to those who did not leave the virtual shadow, and they showed kittens got into microwave or puppies shorn covering groups and gave the ants then make things better not account .
Back then, not everyone could be a member of that forum, be it was like being a member of a secret society. The chosen few, received a personal key to be writing to enter, and the manager gave them only after knowledge, proven way, who they were, where they lived and other things. Nobody could fool Boshi15 (administrator), was a real fucking genius, and always had the help of three boffins who called themselves "grey1", "grey2" and "grey3". Now we just live the first two: grey3, it was an evil torturer of animals as well as all of the forum, was killed by gunmen after he committed the stupidity of torturing and killing the dog of a man who apparently was involved in expanding the tentacles of one of the Mexican drug cartels (I could not figure out what yet).
Returning to hack Mario64, it had the distinction of being played online and it was impossible to download (Boshi15 scheduled all these wonders). Obviously Boshi15 knew they could shoot the game and use the recording as support for that
forum which closed elements specialized legal control in cyberspace. Of course, that almost certainly would mean that one or more forum members committed acts of treason or forgetfulness ... In any case, in the background Boshi15 was willing to close the forum or anything else as long as its monstrous game and disperse ruin the mental health of many people possible. On the other hand, knew that it was likely that if any member of the forum came to filter a video game, it did not treacherous attitude but mere desire to disperse the horror, taking every precaution for the forum and its members were not harmed; moreover, all the secrecy and security were exaggerated, in a way, a trick of reverse psychology, a bait to induce you just want to do what they intended to avoid many obstacles, but also conditions were created intentionally to give life to a legend, he aspired to live forever because, first, I thought never would belie while images and videos scattered in cyberspace, but not turn demystify and no one could play the game without access forum, as experience would play absolute confirmation but it would not be possible due to the code I had created, and thought no one would be able to overcome.
However the question remains why Boshi15 not wish they download your game. The point was that, in the midst of sequences of real murders and other atrocities put into the game, had a short fragment showing a blonde young woman (perhaps a prostitute) being raped by a guy dressed as Luigi (coveralls had close with it sufficient to imagine how it was to know what he did and be both clothes ...). In the background, because the place was a room, looked at as a computer screen, dimly, a forum of similar appearance Bloody Geno-and-Glimer783 observed. Of course nobody knew Boshi15 face, that the police would never have data to reach it, and that ... as they have to imagine ... yes: the subject was Luigi dress him. I can not tell you how I knew this, and she could never prove it, but believe it's him, that bastard dirty after taking advantage of the girl was a Czechoslovakian immigrant who had no documents and had fallen into the underworld market of female flesh, murdered, his flesh was eaten, and used his skin to be (himself, based on videos and manuals) a coat that had recorded the Princess Peach, and that was loaded with the poor girl because, as he thought , was too much like the beloved Mario ...
The great mistake of Boshi15 was overestimated and think that no one could write a program that can allow download game forum ... The person who did this, at least in general terms therefore know its specific identity despite the detailed description of him gave me, was a friend of one of the members of the forum ... A white guy and wavy brown, obese haired, twenty to thirty years, with two or three counted friendships prophet's beard and long hair hippie with a big metroid (floating jellyfish Metroid Prime) tattooed on his back and a terrible addiction to energy drinks (it took between 10 and 15 in one day ...). This crude version of Geek Gordo made his living by hacking Facebook accounts, emails or getting keys even when large sums needed, stealing bank accounts, even after ensuring that the victims did not represent a significant hazard. Returning to the subject, this fat hacker decided to download the Mario64 hack simply because I was in a boom period where he had plenty of money and did not know what to do with all the free time I had.
Once the hacker got fat (after five failed attempts) to build the right program, downloaded the game and watered every possible corner of the DeepWeb, mocking and insulting Boshi15 Kaspersky Lab, for once tried to get a job there and not accepted due to certain observations of psychologists working in the area of human resources ... All this, ie the presence of the game in DeepWeb, lasted about a month, within which were leaked to the normal web many videos, and several attempts to raise the game is also given, all of which failed because, strangely, the game reached never survive a day without it removed, usually by closing the web where it was placed.
The turning point, the most mysterious of this fact, it was a good day, when the fucking hack and videos took about a month of presence in different areas of the network to the original forum, all gone, everything. Videos, pictures, play everywhere where I was raised, even in cases where he had stored in file hosting services. The material only survived on the hard drives of certain people who had downloaded and saved, as most of those who did this were discovered and, as if by magic, they erased all information on the pc, not again those who get saved to USB flash drives or other backup, because apparently they were threatened. Thus, only preserved material who managed to protect their identity, and these were very few, and even the other (which failed to protect their identity) were few.
This seems hard to believe, but it is thought that the operation had been brewing for several days in advance, which is all made in one day to amaze and frighten, and almost certainly is a very powerful organization behind it.
Currently, and this has been happening since the day of the operation, which occurs occasionally someone upload a picture or video game to Deepweb. On rare occasions the game has gone (I said before that no one had seen him, but I really should say "almost no one") to the Deepweb, but never reappeared in the regular web, which itself has been filtered (in very few occasions) and video of the game, but they have always gone in less than two hours, while images and videos on the Deepweb have taken up to five hours to go, and of course the same applies to the game in the time that was uploaded. As seen, there seems to be a kind of "witch house", an entire control group was assigned to watch the game hack condemned not know ... Why?, Did much interested to hide strong gore, violations and stuff? No powerful organization would allocate as much energy to something as concrete unless he had something incriminating, if I understand what I mean ...
Earlier I said that a cousin of mine (well respected hackers in various communities) told me that the FBI was the powerful organization behind the disappearance of the video. He had told no one knew why, there were assumptions as the video had a sequence that threatened the image of the FBI, or Boshi15 gave valuable information to the FBI in exchange for withdraw all, as he was the rapist Luigi dress. Well, now I have something new: the second hypothesis is false, the first is partially false. I mean, supposedly, and this only appeared in very few videos of the game because you had to win to see it, there is a film sequence showing a CIA agent giving an explanation of a powerful psychological warfare, a method based in certain mathematical proportions used in the combination of certain types of images and sound, feasible to be used to induce mental disorders, hallucinations and other things. In this fragment, the CIA said that was not a creepypasta Smile.dog that existed but was removed from original image, and that image was a social experiment to test the method devastating psychological warfare. Therefore, it is understood that the first hypothesis was only partially false, if hack compromises the reputation Mario CIA could (this is a possibility) commit the FBI while people tend to associate. But hey, there's worse, is that the method used Boshi15 psychological warfare on his game, but in a very subtle way, orienting it so that those who play the game or see videos or pictures thereof, yet without falling back sadistic in the crime. As you have to imagine, it worked mostly in those who played in other not always.
Well, I already told you that I had the dubious fortune to see a video of the hack, my cousin showed me hacker because he had found and saved on an external hard drive and several CDs, which to me gave me a making cd I promise not to sell, or would copy would go to the network; and if you wanted one had to contact you and pay you a thousand dollars, but was unlikely to accept to sell a copy or even admit that he knew something of the matter. Before I told them to try to contact my cousin to gato_con_botas1916@hotmail.com, a post he has a corresponding Facebook. Since my cousin told me that some tried to contact him, but I convinced anyone and therefore not bother to respond was taken. What I did not tell you before, and should have, was that the video would somewhat sadistic. I now spank floor kittens babies with mini plastic whips, do pass me psychopathic and say (to lie, to enjoy his fear) teenage girls that surprise you in the street, drogaré and make them whatever you want, and so on. What why did not warn you? Obviously he did not know, now that I know I did not tell them to enjoy sadistically knowledge that could become sadistic, but my conscience is still strong and stopped me ... Well, suffice it to ya, I'll end with details of the game itself, rewriting what I I said it the first time I talked about it, and adding secondary things you may have missed this time:
Whenever the first Bowser defeats should see a scene without being able to pause the game: in this will see Bowser are coming slowly and heavily to a blood stained the bottom of a corridor door, watching everything from behind Bowser, from time then turns and looks back ... This Bowser is not that to which they are accustomed: it is realistic, repulsively realistic. Have a look too human, full of cruelty, which sometimes leaves his seriousness and shows the flash of self sociopath great joy of serial murderers; moreover, their fangs are thinner, more numerous, longer, and are covered with blood, skin texture (pitch "off white") is like skin of old mixed with reptilian skin, and evil that reflect their factions (nuanced grotesque human touch) is so well done I can not find words to describe it ... well, since the end of the corridor, Bowser opens the door for about two seconds everything turns black, and then they see a torture chamber, all subjective camera, like watching everything through the eyes of the person being tortured.
That person being tortured is a girl of about 15 years, and initially did not know who he is; until, in images that suggest that this is a flash back, Peach appears naked, full of wounds (bite, whipping, beatings, etc) and tied to a wooden stick. Then, continuing in that flash back, I see Bowser approaching slowly, lustful and sadistic at the same time look. Unfortunately for him, suddenly fail to see everything in panoramic camera, and begin to see in subjective camera, and from the eyes of Peach. Then come to Bowser, who is wickedly smiling face, caressing them with his claws, cutting gently cries ... Peach, Bowser and then carnally abused her (yes, see this with details like living it). Finally, just when all that atrocity, go to a flashback showing what follows from the above, again seeing all subjective camera. Now see everything through the eyes of a baby who is born of Peach, Bowser grabs with revulsion and disgust, and put in front of a mirror (there you will see a being between human and reptile, as horrendous as some of the mutant babies youtube ). After the flashback ends and they return to the present, back to the torture chamber, looking at everything through the eyes of 15 year old girl. Who is the girl? I discovered when Bowser sees it, laughs and brings a mirror: the disgusting baby flashback, with the same black eyes strangely sweet in its hideous face. Later calls Mario Bowser, who is cast as has been defeated (remember only see this if they lose the battle). When Mario enters brought by two elongated shadows that seem magikoopas and humanized, Bowser says you have the honor of being part of the daily torture of its "revolting daughter" and then orders his daughter (you still subjective camera) that Mario devour slowly die quickly without doing, causing torment. To devour, game mode again, as the player runs Mario decides the style in which it will be eaten, and should do well enough to earn a minimum of 7.5/10, on pain of being forced to repeat it until they pass. If approved, Bowser a call that look abominable creatures with reptilian human mixture, but with a predominance of human essence. There are three, and all have black eyes tender and countersunk daughter of Bowser: now imagine why ... These little monsters chanting "! Brings shy-guy, brings the shy-guy" until Bowser silva and then a hammer bro (one of those turtles with hammer) comes and brings handcuffed to a shy-guy red, groaning while Bowser approaches, finally stopping in front of him, looking at him, laugh out loud, and rip the mask (the shy-guys wear masks), and face. This scene is simply disgusting, because it looks real bloody flesh looks when Bowser rips the face to be poor, a few seconds he stands, falls to the floor, and then everything turns black and the player returns to the world's first Bowser, having to try to beat him again ...
What I have told is insignificant in comparison with many other atrocities seen in the video footage of this game; and while retouching of different worlds (in which the player moves) are scared little face video sequences are anyway a magnificent display of sick and macabre art.
Well, I finished this and I leave the reader. I do not know if in the future you can get more information on this fucking hack Mario64, but I encourage you to investigate on your own. And no, it's not a creepypasta is reality, but only through a creepypasta pretend that I could spread the appalling facts I have outlined today ...
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ORIGIN: creepypasta know that this is the continuation of a story that first appeared escalofrio.com, and then was put in pasarmiedo.com not know anything before that, but it is very likely that the creepypasta is inspired by the fact that there is indeed something macabre and bloody hacks Mario, specifically Super Mario World. Likewise, also the creepypasta could have been inspired in part on an earlier, often appearing titled "Damn Mario 64 cartridge"
domingo, 27 de julio de 2014
Versión perversa de Mario 64
Este hack de Mario 64 surgió en un foro de la Deepweb: se jugaba online, no había forma de descargarlo, y se requería una clave personal. Después (gracias a un hacker) se filtraron vídeos e imágenes del juego, y hasta fue puesto en ciertos sitios, pero un día todo desapareció (fue el FBI), ya que mostraba grandes atrocidades reales y hacía uso de una fórmula secreta de control mental…
Por favor, llámenme Ismael-123: sé que es solo un pseudónimo, y que es tan absurdo como el hecho de que, la primera vez que conté estos atroces hechos en el ciberespacio, me hice llamar “Samuel Johnson”, advirtiendo, también en aquella ocasión, que era un simple pseudónimo y nada más. No intenten averiguar por qué cambié de pseudónimo. Solo les diré que el “123” de mi nuevo pseudónimo está vinculado a una terrible realidad que desgraciadamente la gente se ha tomado como creepypasta, y que lo he elegido para protegerme, cosa que parece ilógica ya que estoy declarando ser el mismo que antes se hizo llamar “Samuel Johnson”; pero, lo crean o no, la aparente ridiculez es parte del mecanismo de protección. Y pues, ahora contaré de nuevo las mismas cosas, pero con detalles adicionales:
Hace aproximadamente un año y diez meses, apareció una versión hacker de Mario 64, que lógicamente solo podía jugarse en emuladores (no como cartucho en la Nintendo64). Esta versión no estaba disponible en las típicas webs donde puedes descargar hacks poco conocidos o famosos como el Brutal Mario (hack de Super Mario World). Su primera aparición fue en la Deepweb o Internet Profunda, que es el lado de difícil acceso de la red, donde encuentras servicios de sicarios, porno infantil, snuff en vivo, tráfico de órganos, drogas, clubs sadomasoquistas y otras aberraciones que proliferan en ausencia de la ley. Concretamente, el hack fue inicialmente presentado en el foro Bloody Geno-and-Glimer783, ante una pequeña sociedad de hackers que, según me enteré después de contar estas cosas por primera vez (aplíquese lo mismo a todo lo nuevo que agregue), estaba integrada por degenerados que no solo eran maestros de la Programación, sino sádicos que gustaban de torturar animales indefensos y subir los vídeos a la web. De hecho, supe que uno de esos vídeos se filtró y emergió a la web normal (los otros no salieron de la Deepweb): en la filmación, puede verse a un pequeño perro corriendo en llamas, como una bolita de fuego viviente que chilla y se mueve a toda velocidad. Cualquier información que puedan encontrar sobre el vídeo, seguramente es falsa, excepto ésta. Pero bueno, ese vídeo no era nada en comparación con los que no salieron de las sombras virtuales, y que mostraban gatitos que se metían en microondas, o perritos trasquilados que cubrían de miel y entregaban a las hormigas para después hacerles cosas que mejor no relato.
Volviendo al tema, no cualquiera podía ser miembro del mencionado foro, pues serlo era como ser integrante de una sociedad secreta. Los pocos elegidos, recibían una clave personal que debían escribir para ingresar, y que el administrador les entregaba solamente después de saber, de manera comprobada, quiénes eran, dónde vivían y otras cosas más. Nadie podía engañar a Boshi15 (el administrador), era un verdadero genio maldito, y siempre contaba con la ayuda de tres cerebritos que se hacían llamar “grey1”, “grey2” y “grey3”. Ahora solo viven los dos primeros: grey3, que era un malvado torturador de animales al igual que todos los del foro, murió asesinado por sicarios después de que cometiera la estupidez de torturar y matar al perro de un hombre que, según parece, estaba involucrado en expandir los tentáculos de uno de los carteles de droga mexicanos (no he podido averiguar cuál todavía).
Volviendo al hack de Mario64, éste tenía la particularidad de que se jugaba online y era imposible descargarlo (Boshi15 programó todas esas maravillas). Evidentemente, Boshi15 sabía que podían filmar el juego y emplear la grabación como apoyo para conseguir que
le cerrasen el foro los elementos de control legal especializados en el ciberespacio. Claro que eso, casi seguramente, implicaría que uno o más miembros del foro cometieron actos de traición o despiste… En todo caso, en el fondo Boshi15 estaba dispuesto al cierre del foro o a cualquier otra cosa con tal de que su monstruoso juego se disperse y arruine la salud mental de cuantas personas fuese posible. Por otro lado, sabía que lo más probable era que, si algún miembro del foro llegaba a filtrar un vídeo del juego, lo hiciera no con actitud traidora sino en mero afán por dispersar el horror, tomando todas las precauciones para que el foro y sus miembros no fuesen perjudicados; además, todo el secretismo y la seguridad exagerada eran, en cierta manera, un truco de psicología inversa, una carnada para inducir que se haga justamente aquello que pretendía querer evitar con tantas trabas, aunque también eran condiciones creadas intencionalmente a fin de dar vida a una leyenda, que él aspiraba a que viviera por siempre pues, por un lado, creía que nunca se desmentiría en tanto que habrían imágenes y videos regados en el ciberespacio, aunque a su vez no se desmitificaría ya que nadie podría jugar el juego sin acceder al foro, pues jugarlo sería la experiencia de confirmación absoluta pero ello no sería posible debido al código que había creado, y que pensaba que nadie sería capaz de vencer.
Queda sin embargo la pregunta de por qué Boshi15 no deseaba que descargasen el juego. El punto era que, en medio de las secuencias de asesinatos reales y otras barbaries puestas en el juego, había un breve fragmento que mostraba a una jovencita rubia (quizá una prostituta) siendo violada por un tipo disfrazado de Luigi (el overol tenía cierre, con eso baste para que imaginen cómo podía saberse lo que hacía y estar a la vez con ropa…). Al fondo, porque el lugar era una habitación, se veía una computadora en cuya pantalla, borrosamente, se observaba un foro de apariencia semejante Bloody Geno-and-Glimer783. Desde luego que nadie conocía la cara de Boshi15, que la Policía nunca tendría datos para llegar hasta él, y que…como se han de imaginar…sí: el sujeto vestido de Luigi era él. No puedo contarles cómo averigüé esto, y jamás podría demostrarlo, pero créanme que es él, ese sucio bastardo que después, aprovechándose de que la chica era una migrante checoslovaca que no tenía documentos y había caído en el bajo mundo del mercado de carne femenina, la asesinó, se comió su carne, y usó su piel para hacerse (él mismo, en base a vídeos y manuales) un abrigo que tenía grabada a la princesa Peach, ya que se había cargado con esa pobre chica debido a que, según pensaba, se parecía demasiado a la amada de Mario…
El gran error de Boshi15 fue sobreestimarse y pensar que nadie podría escribir un programa capaz de permitir descargar el juego del foro… La persona que hizo esto, al menos en términos generales pues desconozco su identidad concreta a pesar de la descripción detallada que de él se me dio, era un amigo de uno de los integrantes del foro… Un individuo blanco y de pelo castaño y ondulado, obeso, de entre veinte y treinta años, con dos o tres amistades contadas, barba de profeta y cabello largo de hippie, con un metroid grande (la medusa flotante de Metroid Prime) tatuado en la espalda y una adicción atroz a las bebidas energéticas (se tomaba entre 10 y 15 en un día…). Esta cruda versión del Gordo Friki se ganaba la vida hackeando cuentas de Facebook, consiguiendo claves de correos o incluso, cuando necesitaba grandes sumas, robando cuentas bancarias, siempre después de asegurarse de que las víctimas no representaran un peligro considerable. Regresando al asunto, este hacker gordo se decidió a descargar el hack de Mario64 simplemente porque estaba en un periodo de bonanza donde le sobraba el dinero y no sabía qué hacer con todo el tiempo libre que tenía.
Una vez que el hacker gordo consiguió (tras cinco intentos fallidos) construir el programa adecuado, descargó el juego y lo regó por todos los rincones posibles de la DeepWeb, burlándose de Boshi15 e insultando a Kaspersky Lab, pues una vez intentó conseguir trabajo allí y no lo aceptaron debido a ciertas observaciones de los psicólogos que trabajaban en el área de recursos humanos… Todo esto, es decir la presencia del juego en la DeepWeb, duró aproximadamente un mes, dentro del cual se filtraron a la web normal muchos vídeos, y también se dieron varios intentos de subir el juego, todos los cuales fracasaron pues, extrañamente, el juego nunca alcanzaba a sobrevivir un día sin que lo retiren, casi siempre cerrando la web donde fue puesto.
El punto de inflexión, el hecho más misterioso de todo esto, fue que un buen día, cuando el hack maldito y sus vídeos llevaban aproximadamente un mes de presencia en espacios de la red distintos al foro original, todo desapareció, absolutamente todo. Los vídeos, las imágenes, el juego en todos los sitios donde fue subido, incluso en los casos donde se había guardado en servicios de alojamiento de archivos. El material solo sobrevivió en los discos duros de ciertas personas que lo habían descargado y guardado, pues la mayoría de los que hicieron esto fueron descubiertos y, como por arte de magia, se les borró toda la información del pc, y no la volvieron a meter quienes la guardaron en pendrives u otros respaldos, pues al parecer fueron amenazados. Así pues, únicamente preservaron el material quienes lograron proteger su identidad, y estos fueron poquísimos, ya que incluso los otros (que no lograron resguardar su identidad) eran pocos.
Lo anterior parece difícil de creer, pero se piensa que la operación venía gestándose con varios días de anticipación, que se hizo todo en un solo día para asombrar y atemorizar, y que casi seguramente hay una organización muy poderosa detrás de eso.
Actualmente, y esto viene sucediendo desde el día de la operación, ocurre que ocasionalmente alguien sube una imagen o un vídeo del juego a la Deepweb. En contadísimas ocasiones se ha subido el juego (antes dije que nadie lo había vuelto a ver, pero en verdad debí decir “casi nadie”) a la Deepweb, pero jamás volvió a aparecer en la web regular, donde sí se han filtrado (en poquísimas ocasiones) imágenes y vídeos del juego, pero siempre han desaparecido en menos de dos horas, mientras que las imágenes y vídeos en la Deepweb han tardado hasta unas cinco horas en desaparecer, y lógicamente lo mismo se aplica al juego en las veces que fue subido. Como se ve, parece que hay una especie de “casa de brujas”, que todo un grupo de control ha sido asignado para velar que el condenado hack del juego no se conozca… ¿Por qué?, ¿acaso interesaría tanto esconder gore fuerte, violaciones y esas cosas? Ninguna organización poderosa destinaría tanta energía a algo tan concreto a menos que tuviese algo comprometedor, si entienden a lo que me refiero…
Anteriormente les dije que un primo mío (muy respetado en varias comunidades hackers) me contó que el FBI era la poderosa organización detrás de la desaparición del vídeo. Les había dicho que nadie sabía bien por qué, que existían hipótesis como que el vídeo tenía una secuencia que amenazaba la imagen del FBI, o que Boshi15 les dio información valiosa a los del FBI a cambio de que retirasen todo, pues él era el violador vestido de Luigi. Bueno, ahora tengo algo nuevo: la segunda hipótesis es falsa, la primera es parcialmente falsa. Me explico: supuestamente, y esto solo apareció en poquísimos de los vídeos del juego pues tenías que ganarlo para verlo, hay una secuencia fílmica que muestra a un agente de la CIA dando una explicación acerca de un poderoso sistema de guerra psicológica, un método basado en determinadas proporciones matemáticas usadas en la combinación de ciertos tipos de imágenes y de sonidos, factible de ser empleado para inducir trastornos mentales, alucinaciones y otras cosas. En ese fragmento, el agente de la CIA dice que Smile.dog no era un creepypasta, que existió la imagen original pero fue retirada, y que esa imagen era un experimento social para poner a prueba el devastador método de guerra psicológica. Por consiguiente, se comprende que la hipótesis primera era solo parcialmente falsa pues, si el hack de Mario compromete la reputación de la CIA, podría (esto es una posibilidad) comprometer al FBI en tanto que la gente tiende a asociarlos. Pero bueno, hay algo peor, y es que Boshi15 usó el método de guerra psicológica en su juego, pero de una manera muy sutil, orientándolo para que, quien jugara el juego o viera vídeos o imágenes del mismo, se volviera sádico aunque sin caer en el crimen. Como han de imaginar, esto funcionaba más que todo en quienes jugaban, en los otros no siempre.
Y bien, ya les conté que yo mismo tuve la dudosa suerte de ver un vídeo del hack, que mi primo hacker me lo mostró pues él lo había encontrado y guardado en un disco duro externo y en varios cds, que a mí me dio un cd haciendo prometer que no lo vendería, copiaría o subiría a la red; y que, si ustedes deseaban uno, debían contactarlo y pagarle mil dólares, aunque era muy poco probable que aceptara vender una copia o siquiera admitir que sabía algo del asunto. Antes les dije que podían intentar contactar con mi primo agato_con_botas1916@hotmail.com, un correo que tiene su Facebook correspondiente. Ya me dijo mi primo que algunos intentaron contactarlo, pero que nadie lo convenció y que por eso ni se tomó la molestia de responder. Lo que antes no les dije, y debí hacerlo, fue que el vídeo los volvería un poco sádicos. Yo ahora suelo azotar gatitos bebés con mini látigos de plástico, me hago pasar por psicópata y les digo (de mentira, para disfrutar su miedo) a chicas adolescentes que las sorprenderé en la calle, las drogaré y les haré cuanto quiera, etcétera. ¿Qué por qué no les advertí? Evidentemente porque no sabía, ahora que lo sé quise no decirles para disfrutar sádicamente el saber que podrían volverse sádicos, pero mi conciencia aún es fuerte y me detuvo… Bueno, baste ya, terminaré con detalles del juego en sí mismo, reescribiendo lo que yo mismo dije la primera vez que hablé del tema, y agregando cosas secundarias que pueda haber omitido esa vez:
Cada vez que el primer Bowser los derrota, deben ver una escena sin poder pausar el juego: en ésta verán a Bowser acercándose lenta y pesadamente a una puerta manchada de sangre al fondo de un corredor, viendo todo desde atrás de Bowser, que de vez en cuando se voltea y mira hacia atrás… Este Bowser no es aquel al que están acostumbrados: es realista, repulsivamente realista. Tiene una mirada demasiado humana, repleta de crueldad, que a veces abandona su seriedad y muestra el destello de alegría psicópata propia de grandes asesinos seriales; además, sus colmillos son más delgados, más numerosos, más largos, y están cubiertos de sangre, la textura de su piel (de tono “blanco hueso”) es como piel de anciano mezclada con piel de reptil, y la maldad que reflejan sus facciones (matizadas de un grotesco toque humano) está tan bien hecha que no encuentro palabras para describirla… Bien, ya al final del corredor, Bowser abre la puerta, por unos dos segundos todo se pone negro, y después ven un cuarto de torturas, todo en cámara subjetiva, como observando todo desde los ojos de la persona que será torturada.
Esa persona que será torturada es una chica de unos 15 años, e inicialmente no saben quién es; hasta que, en imágenes que dan a entender que se trata de un flash back, aparece Peach desnuda, repleta de heridas (de mordidas, de latigazos, de golpes, etc) y atada a un palo de madera. Después, continuando en ese flash back, ven a Bowser acercarse lentamente, con mirada lujuriosa y sádica a la vez. Para su desgracia, de pronto dejan de ver todo en cámara panorámica, y empiezan a ver en cámara subjetiva, como desde los ojos de Peach. Entonces ven que Bowser, que está de frente sonriendo perversamente, les acaricia la pierna con las garras, cortando suavemente… Peach grita, y después Bowser abusa carnalmente de ella (sí, ven esto con detalles, como viviéndolo). Finalmente, cuando acaba toda esa atrocidad, pasan a un flashback que muestra lo que sigue de lo anterior, nuevamente viendo todo en cámara subjetiva. Ahora ven todo desde los ojos de un bebé que está naciendo de Peach, que Bowser agarra con repugnancia y asco, y pone frente a un espejo (ahí verán a un ser entre humano y reptil, tan horrendo como algunos de los bebés mutantes de youtube). Después acaba el flashback y vuelven al presente, otra vez a la cámara de torturas, mirando todo desde los ojos de la chica de 15 años. ¿Quién es la chica? Lo descubren cuando Bowser la ve, se ríe y trae un espejo: es el bebé repugnante del flashback, con los mismos ojos morados, extrañamente dulces en su rostro espantoso. Posteriormente Bowser llama a Mario, que está enyesado pues ha sido derrotado (recuerden que solo ven todo esto si pierden la batalla). Cuando Mario entra traído por dos sombras que parecen magikoopas alargados y humanizados, Bowser le dice que tendrá el honor de ser parte de las torturas diarias de su “vomitiva hija”, y entonces le ordena a su hija (ustedes siguen en cámara subjetiva) que devore a Mario, lentamente, sin hacerlo morir rápido, causándole tormento. Al devorarlo, vuelven a modalidad de juego, pues el jugador ejecuta a Mario, decide el estilo con que éste será comido, y debe hacerlo suficientemente bien como para acumular un mínimo de 7.5/10, so pena de ser forzado a repetirlo hasta aprobar. Si aprueban, Bowser llamará a unas abominables criaturas que parecen mezcla de humano con reptil, aunque con predominancia de esencia humana. Son tres, y todos tienen los tiernos y avellanados ojos morados de la hija de Bowser: ya imaginan por qué… Estos pequeños engendros corean “¡trae al shy-guy, trae al shy-guy!”, hasta que Bowser silva y entonces un hammer bro (una de esas tortugas con martillo) entra y trae esposado a un shy-guy rojo, que gime mientras Bowser se aproxima, para finalmente detenerse frente a él, mirarlo, reír a carcajadas, y arrancarle la máscara (los shy-guys usan máscaras) y la cara. Esta escena es sencillamente asquerosa, porque parece real la carne sanguinolenta que se ve cuando Bowser le arranca la cara al pobre ser, que se queda parado unos segundos, cae al piso, y entonces todo se pone negro y el jugador vuelve al mundo del primer Bowser, teniendo que intentar vencerlo nuevamente…
Lo que he contado es insignificante en comparación con muchas otras atrocidades que se ven en las secuencias de vídeo de este juego; y, si bien los retoques de los distintos mundos (en los que el jugador se mueve) asustan poco frente a las secuencias de vídeo, son de todas formas una magnífica muestra de arte enfermo y macabro.
Bueno, ya doy esto por terminado y me despido del lector. No sé si en el futuro pueda conseguir más información sobre este maldito hack de Mario64, pero les recomiendo investigar por su cuenta. Y es que no, no es un creepypasta, es la realidad, pero solo a través de fingir que es un creepypasta he podido difundir los atroces hechos que he expuesto hoy…
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ORIGEN: Sabemos que este creepypasta es la continuación de una historia que apareció por primera vez escalofrio.com, y que después fue puesta en pasarmiedo.com No se sabe nada antes de eso, pero es muy probable que el creepypasta se inspire en el hecho de que efectivamente hay hacks algo macabros y sangrientos de Mario, concretamente de Super Mario World. Así mismo, también el creepypasta podría haberse inspirado en parte en otro anterior, que suele aparecer titulado como “El cartucho maldito de Mario 64″
viernes, 25 de julio de 2014
Mereana Mordegard Glesgorv
There is a video on YouTube called Mereana Mordegard Glesgorv. If you want, you might not. The few times you find it, you will see a 20 second video of a man staring at the camera, emotionless, smiling after the last two seconds.
The background is undefined. This is the only part of the video online.
The full video lasts 2 minutes, and was removed by YouTube after 153 people who viewed the eyes taken out and sent to YouTube offices in San Bruno. These people then committed suicide, and no one knows how they managed to send the packets.
And there was a cryptic inscription on his arms that has not yet been deciphered.
YouTube periodically upload the first 20 seconds of the video to avoid suspicion, and people do not look for the real video and uploaded. The video itself was seen by a staff member of YouTube, who started screaming after 45 seconds. This man is under sedated all the time, and unable to remember what you saw.
The other people who were in the same room with him, saw him and turned off the video for him, saying he could only hear the sound of a drill. None dared to look at the screen.
Never found who uploaded the video, and the IP address it was nonexistent. And the man in the video was never identified.
Here I bring the video, I dared not to see me, because I tansolo 11 years, but if any of you want to view or search the full video, which is at your sole risk:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZfTBj-3HdU my social networks https://www.facebook.com/camilo.pulido.750https://twitter.com/JuanCamilito10
The background is undefined. This is the only part of the video online.
The full video lasts 2 minutes, and was removed by YouTube after 153 people who viewed the eyes taken out and sent to YouTube offices in San Bruno. These people then committed suicide, and no one knows how they managed to send the packets.
And there was a cryptic inscription on his arms that has not yet been deciphered.
YouTube periodically upload the first 20 seconds of the video to avoid suspicion, and people do not look for the real video and uploaded. The video itself was seen by a staff member of YouTube, who started screaming after 45 seconds. This man is under sedated all the time, and unable to remember what you saw.
The other people who were in the same room with him, saw him and turned off the video for him, saying he could only hear the sound of a drill. None dared to look at the screen.
Never found who uploaded the video, and the IP address it was nonexistent. And the man in the video was never identified.
Here I bring the video, I dared not to see me, because I tansolo 11 years, but if any of you want to view or search the full video, which is at your sole risk:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZfTBj-3HdU my social networks https://www.facebook.com/camilo.pulido.750https://twitter.com/JuanCamilito10
Mereana Mordegard Glesgorv español
Hay un video en YouTube llamado Mereana Mordegard Glesgorv. Si lo buscas, no encontrarás nada. Las pocas veces que lo encuentres, verás un video de 20 segundos de un hombre mirando fijamente a la cámara, sin emociones, luego sonriendo los últimos dos segundos.
El fondo no está definido. Esta es la única parte en línea del video.
El video completo dura 2 minutos, y fue removido por YouTube luego de que 153 personas que lo vieron se sacaran los ojos y los enviaran a las oficinas de YouTube en San Bruno. Dichas personas luego se suicidaron, y no se sabe como lograron enviar los paquetes.
Y había una inscripción críptica en sus brazos que aún no ha sido descifrada.
YouTube periodicamente sube los primeros 20 segundos del video para evitar sospechas, así las personas no buscarán el video real y lo subirán. El video en sí fue visto por un miembro del Staff de YouTube, que comenzó a gritar luego de 45 segundos. Este hombre está bajo sedado todo el tiempo, y es incapaz de recordar qué vio.
Las otras personas que estaban en el mismo cuarto que él, lo vieron y apagaron el video por él, diciendo que solo podían oír el sonido de un taladro. Ninguno se atrevió a mirar la pantalla.
Nunca se halló a quien subió el video, y la dirección IP de éste era inexistente. Y el hombre del video jamás fue identificado.
Aqui traigo el video, yo no me atrevi a verlo, ya que tansolo tengo 11 años, pero si alguno de ustedes quiere verlo o buscar el video completo, que sea bajo su absoluta responsabilidad:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZfTBj-3HdU
El fondo no está definido. Esta es la única parte en línea del video.
El video completo dura 2 minutos, y fue removido por YouTube luego de que 153 personas que lo vieron se sacaran los ojos y los enviaran a las oficinas de YouTube en San Bruno. Dichas personas luego se suicidaron, y no se sabe como lograron enviar los paquetes.
Y había una inscripción críptica en sus brazos que aún no ha sido descifrada.
YouTube periodicamente sube los primeros 20 segundos del video para evitar sospechas, así las personas no buscarán el video real y lo subirán. El video en sí fue visto por un miembro del Staff de YouTube, que comenzó a gritar luego de 45 segundos. Este hombre está bajo sedado todo el tiempo, y es incapaz de recordar qué vio.
Las otras personas que estaban en el mismo cuarto que él, lo vieron y apagaron el video por él, diciendo que solo podían oír el sonido de un taladro. Ninguno se atrevió a mirar la pantalla.
Nunca se halló a quien subió el video, y la dirección IP de éste era inexistente. Y el hombre del video jamás fue identificado.
Aqui traigo el video, yo no me atrevi a verlo, ya que tansolo tengo 11 años, pero si alguno de ustedes quiere verlo o buscar el video completo, que sea bajo su absoluta responsabilidad:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZfTBj-3HdU
pokemon gold pawned
viewing someone who knows both technology and a person of this generation should, I know very little about what technology can do. Leaving aside the e-mail, MSN, and the occasional download of something that was inaccessible to me otherwise when I have more or less the same knowledge that a person may possess eighty years on the electronic world.
For example, and because of this experience I am about to relate, I had no idea that someone was able to hack pokemon games to make their own sub-stories in the world, and fewer could imagine that it was possible to make a physical copy that hack in a real cartridge.
However, I had the misfortune to learn a most disturbing way possible.
When I was younger, Pokemon Gold was my first game in the popular franchise. I became very attached to the little creatures my character (who I put my name even when I chose the male character being female) caught and occasionally fantasized about the adventures we would have in a story line invented by me.
That's not very important or irrelevant, anyway.
What is important is the fact that I never left my childhood fantasies, memories of that first game were too adored by myself and let them go. For that reason I have still my old Pokémon Gold cartridge, complete with a total abuse of the copy glitch. However, I refuse to re-start my game, because I'm afraid that the magic of this ancient game is lost.
I wanted to play a whole new game version with the memory that I was happier, but older cartridges are rather hard to find outside the internet today, the most I can find in the markets for used items are GBA games, and very hard to pokémon.
Fortunately for me, my grandmother still fully supports my long-standing love for Pokemon and very often I buy boxes of cards, toys, video cassettes and other products with which it is in his frequent visits to local auctions. To make clear, few of the things that gives me are in good condition: things long forgotten, stored in a musty basement after the infant stage of the business almost never are. But, gifts are very dear relative, the treasure as if made of gold (the pun was not my intention).
Most recently, she gave me a box with a video cassette in perfect condition containing the first episodes of the first season, several hundred battered and well-worn letters, ... and a GBC game cartridge without label.
The cartridge was the familiar metallic gold color of the game I was looking for. Even when the label had been removed, and a huge red X had been drawn in the place where the sticker used to be, I could easily say that game was ... what else could have that color? You can imagine my excitement for finally finding another copy (I hate ordering things online, so this was a huge relief). I thanked my grandmother with love and promised to play as soon as I got home, which I did.
Start was a little difficult, not because the game was damaged, but that he had sold my Gameboy Advance to my younger brother years ago by some of their best cards of pokemon ... when something belongs to him, it's hard to get me pay. I guess that's the sibling relationships.
After several bribes, I finally had my hands on my former GBA and quickly introduced the game. Chills filled my body as the start of game animation started playing, sending a wave of nostalgia for me. It was good to see the animation again.
The game opened normally, the pixelated image of Ho-oh flying through the sky beneath the title was presented before heading to the normal selection screen. The person who had owned the game before he left the game in the game, but it mattered little what someone did before me. Considering the condition in which their possessions were, it must have been very young. My common sense told me that he was doomed to know a team filled with ridiculous names Pikachus if I dared to open the game.
I started a new game.
Here's when I noticed something was not quite right with the game. The common introduction involving the teacher introducing you to the world of Pokemon was not shown. Actually, things went more or less like this:
It started with a black screen, which was quite familiar considering that this was how the Gold, Silver and Crystal versions began. But instead of the normal dialog window asking, "What time is it?" Window saying something like ...
...........
.......
...
The Pokemon are just tools.
Use them, then throw them in the trash.
........
The black screen faded, revealing an empty area at night. It seemed familiar; vaguely remembered as a route on one of the parts of the early game, but as he had not played in so long, I did not realize where it was.
In the silence of this scene, the sprite of your rival-I, henceforth call Silver, as in the original games came on the scene, from left: He moved a little slower than normal, as if hesitant about something. Once I get to the middle, he stopped and looked back to see the place where it came from, then turn around again to where it was going, and turned to walk back to the place from which it came.
For a moment, he stood there looking at the left side of the screen before a dialog appeared under the saying nothing more than "...". After that, he returned to turn around, only this time out of the screen.
The scene faded to be replaced with Silver standing in the place where you know for the first time officially, just outside the laboratory of Professor Elm. Clearly was in a slightly more advanced part of the game than normal, while I could see the professor and his assistants out of the lab going separate ways: attendees left the city, and Elm walked down into the city, which I does assume that he went to his house in the village. The character of Gold (the usual protagonist) was not seen anywhere.
After that short scene, the screen went on Silver. I thought the game had frozen at first, but I finally realized I was able to move it. Honestly I was kind of excited, Silver was-and it always will be, my favorite rival, and it was interesting that he could still play.
I moved further down to see if I could explore, but I stopped every time he took a step away from the front of the lab. A dialog jumped saying "I can not leave yet ..." and made me go back a step. I moved to where it originally stood and moved me to the window. It worked like a door, because it brought me into the lab.
Aside from the regular equipment-bookshelves with books, computers, garbage cans, all that, the lab was empty; what was to be expected since the employees had been minutes before. On the table was a single Pokeball, and not having a pokemon yet, I walked over and took it.
A dialog appeared saying "You got one Totodile" but not the usual music when an object is grasped reproduced ... apparently, stealing was not tolerated by either the game. After pressing "A", gave me the option of naming the pokemon, to which I replied "Yes" because I love to put these creatures nickname. When I took the screen to appoint another dialog appeared, interrupting the naming process:
"No you will not name! Only you will generate a useless link.
I do not love, use it. "
Clearly was the "voice" of the person who spoke first. I found it strange ...
The naming screen faded leaving me in an empty laboratory, and immediately tried to walk out the front door, but I stopped Silver saying "I will not go there ...". Again, I went back and went through the window of input use.
As if things were not strange, when I left New Bark Town to begin my adventure and set foot in the tall grass, it was almost impossible for me to attack a wild pokémon. Normally, I would go a different route to avoid the grass later in the game, but I enjoyed the top level up my pokemon ... so you will not be able to find something to fight was a bit frustrating.
After several minutes of walking back and forth in the grass boxes, I finally found a pokémon. A Sentret, nothing out of the ordinary, but when I went to send my Totodile and choose the only useful move he had in that time-Scratch-, the pokemon fled. I was pretty confused, wild pokemon never fled ... at least not that pokémon. After a few more attempts, every game just ended, so I continued to Ciudad Cerezo disappointed.
Just prior to entering the city, I recognized the area before the city as the place where Silver was walking early in the game. Upon entering the city, I found Gold, who wordlessly challenged me to a battle. Your Pokémon, Cyndaquil, was already a slightly higher level than mine (I was still stuck at level 5, while he was already on level 7) and even when it had the advantage of type, beat me. Before fainting, Cyndaquil sprite was changed to Gold ... looked disappointed.
After leaving the center Pokémon City Cherry-I had not used before, but apparently it was my only option, I walked to where Gold had challenged me only to realize that he could return to fight him at this point.
The game was getting a bit annoying now: he had no money, no Pokégear or Pokédex, and was unable to fight wild Pokemon. Fortunately, once I entered Route 30, had other coaches with whom he could fight and easily beat ... though none of them seemed to want to talk to me after you win.
By then, he had come to City Malva, but the level of my pokémon was still too low to beat the leader. But with the money I earned from coaches that I fought before, I could at least buy some potions, so I felt I was ready. Fitness coaches were sufficiently weak that I just forced to use two of the potions I bought, and I could level up once. Still, when faced the gym leader, proved to be too much for me and I lost. After winning the Gold did what ... and looked disappointed as he.
When the battle was over, I did not faint, but I had to endure a lecture about treating pokemon correctly from the leader. Once finished speaking, he received a one-word option "Steal?"
Visit the only option they gave me, "Yes."
Silver stepped back and lunged at the leader, sending several pictures back. Another dialog appeared informing me that he had stolen the medal of the gym, MT 31, and $ 500.
After that, I fainted.
And so continued the game, I can beat the weak coaches was on the roads and in gyms being, but always lost against the leaders and I was forced to steal their medals. The option to "steal" also worked on people you normally would an object in the game, and that's how key got objects like Buscaobjetos, cycling, water spray, MO's and many more ... otherwise not me given.
Anyone who refused to reimburse talked the talk, greeting me only with a terse "..." or giving me lectures about how to treat Pokemon properly ... and Nurse Joy started treating me well. The time had come to Goldenrod City, whenever I passed out, the nurse scolded me.
Wild pokémon were avoiding me, and if I wanted my team was expected to improve the Pokéballs he used to pokémon caught at first. What was strangest battles with wild Pokémon was that even when the pokémon made to stay in the battle with Evil Eye, the Pokemon fainted. Literally. After using Mean Look-if he could strike first, as the enemy pokémon sometimes had more speed than mine, before I could choose another movement, the only wild pokemon faint.
The dialog window saying "Insert name El-pokemon he forced himself to faint!" And the battle ended.
The only thing that seemed to be normal at least for me were the battles with Team Rocket. Always won against them and always treated me like a nosy kid who got in his way.
The rest of the game to some extent is not very important. Aside from winning and steal, everything was more or less normal. While my pokemon matured slowly due to frequent loss, yes they could begin to love and which led them to cut their hair and those other little things that made the biggest bond of friendship. The last time I checked, the person who measured the happiness of Pokemon, one of the only characters who usually spoke to me said "This pretty happy."
I think they must think this is not disturbing in the least, and should accept that the hack was just a game made to show off Silver in history ... well, I accepted it and it was, but the story is not over yet .
Once we finally got to Kanto-continuing through the process of win, lose, and steal-, I ventured into Viridian City. The moment you set foot in the city, the music was cut. At first I thought it was just a glitch in the programming, and that from now on would have to endure a game without sound. But staying stopped for a while there, he could hear a faint sound that faded.
Was sure now that the music was ruined, as if trying to reproduce, but could not. But when I stepped back to the path I came, the music was turned perfectly ... only the Green City that was silent.
Now I was curious, so I went back to the silent city and began to explore. There was not a person in sight ... no one on the outside, no one in the houses even had people at the center pokémercado and Pokémon. The city was entirely empty ... just the silence and the occasional soft sound that could not yet identify.
When walked towards the gym, the sound grew louder. I assumed the noise came from inside, so I went into the gym. There was nobody in either, but that was expected, the gym was empty even in the original game.
The noise was not heard here, but was still deathly quiet.
Walk to where the gym leader used to be, and went from that point to hit brick wall-I do that sometimes, I like the sound, and then I was transported to another room ... The wall hid stairs.
The place was also in dead silence ... but the sound began to ring again. Was much higher this time, and I could identify a lot of random sounds excruciating ... together, they sounded like screams.
Now I should imagine that my heart was beating so hard ... I can not stand the screaming-or things that sound like cries-because of an unfortunate experience with a very real haunted house that was when I was three years ... but I digress.
Although my hands were shaking and my heart was unbearably, I scanned the room, which was tinged with dull red as Pokémon Red. The room was a zigzag pattern and screams sounded random, some short, some long, exaggerated ... sounded like they were torturing someone.
As I continued down the zigzagging hallways, I came across several disturbing images: sprites of NPCs without head or heads without bodies. Whenever I tried to examine the bodies, Silver said "Do not look ..."
The bodies and heads became increasingly frequent as he advanced, obstructing the way and leaving little space for walking ... and screaming is even more frequent.
The screen started flashing while walking, just as it does when a pokemon is poisoned ... but I was sure that none of them was. Just in case the menu I opened my computer to check. None of my pokemon was poisoned, but his health had begun to decline. In an attempt to fix, take a super potion from my backpack and tried to use it on Feraligatr.
A dialog appeared saying "You will have no effect."
Now I was disturbed, I knew none of this would happen. But bear in mind, I continued forward, hoping that when they pass out for this, would be returned to a pokemon center and things would return to normal.
Stupid ... I was assuming that ...
I continued along the morbid path, the screen flashing. I began to notice that even Silver walked slower ... I do not know what, but something was absorbing the energies of both my pokémon as mine.
Finally, Silver stopped when the dialog jumped to say that all my pokemon were fainted ... but said I expected.
He said "ARE ALL DEAD".
By then I was ready to mourn, but I could not stand myself trying to get to the bottom of this disturbing experience ... if you did not do this now, I would be tempted to just try again ...
Finally, I reached the central room, which was dyed a deep red ... I assumed it was to simulate the fact that the room was full of blood, but there were only a few bodies scattered around it. In the center, there were a few figures, a man, an unidentifiable Pokemon, Pokemon Gold and one that could only assume was his Typhlosion.
Gold's Typhlosion attacked the man's pokemon, but was shot quickly, becoming red sprite first, then gray, then disappearing ... the man pokémon had killed him.
The sprite of Silver took a single step and the man finally noticed his presence.
GIOVANNI: Ah, son, you're home. You came to see the death of your opponent, right?
This caused Gold to turn around to look at you. All he said was "..."
Silver continued to move alone: He approached the man and struck him, throwing him backwards ... which obviously enraged Giovanni.
GIOVANNI: Are you going to help?
You have become as weak as the others!
If you think it's worth saving ...
Maybe I should show ... it makes no sense to link!
Mewtwo, take charge of it!
Mewtwo obeyed the orders of his creator and approached Gold. I'm still not sure what actually did, but I struck Gold, causing yell much higher than before, while his head and lost sprite faded from red to gray.
GIOVANNI: I told you long ago, Silver, that life is manipulate or be manipulated.
The Pokemon are just tools.
People are just tools.
After discharge their responsibilities, are useless ...
...
Mewtwo.
Kill him!
The Mewtwo did not obey this time; Giovanni's words must have enraged. He turned to this and really talked.
Mewtwo: ... You are no longer useful ...
Giovanni hit as it did with Gold and Typhlosion, but the scream Giovanni produced was much longer than anything I've heard ... Mewtwo was torturing.
Finally, the scream faded into nothingness and Giovanni's sprite did as the Gold ... leaving only Silver and Mewtwo alive in the room. Mewtwo then faced me, and I knew ... I knew it would not last much longer ...
Mewtwo: ... Useless ...
I hit, sparking a battle in which he was completely unable to participate. My sprite was in the place of pokémon, my health had declined by half, but I knew it did not matter anyway. He was lost. I chose to run, but I could not ... I chose to attack, but there was no move to use ... All I could do was stand there as Mewtwo used Psychic on Silver's defenseless image.
Even with the sound on, the cry that came from Silver was disturbingly high, much higher than any of the above. Even as the battle screen faded away, the scream lingered until Silver's sprite turned red and then gray - what now assume symbolizes the coldness of death ... - ... Silver, along with Gold and all that were unlucky enough to hang around that place Green City, were dead.
The screen faded black turning, everything except the sprite of Mewtwo, still in the center of the screen. My paranoid mind immediately made me think that at any moment he was going to kill me turn somehow, but the word "END" appeared just below it, and the screen finally went black, and I returned to the startup sequence game.
I'm still not sure why they made this game because someone just shoved it in a box to sell and why it turned out that I found it ... But I can assure you that I will not put my hands on another game found randomly ... or again, or not I dare to touch it.
This game I just described escaped my possession since the first time I played it ... I have no idea where it is, but I hope that this rotting in a swamp either. If you arrive to find a cartridge with a red cross on the label where it should be ... I do not play ... play experience can change you forever ...
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For example, and because of this experience I am about to relate, I had no idea that someone was able to hack pokemon games to make their own sub-stories in the world, and fewer could imagine that it was possible to make a physical copy that hack in a real cartridge.
However, I had the misfortune to learn a most disturbing way possible.
When I was younger, Pokemon Gold was my first game in the popular franchise. I became very attached to the little creatures my character (who I put my name even when I chose the male character being female) caught and occasionally fantasized about the adventures we would have in a story line invented by me.
That's not very important or irrelevant, anyway.
What is important is the fact that I never left my childhood fantasies, memories of that first game were too adored by myself and let them go. For that reason I have still my old Pokémon Gold cartridge, complete with a total abuse of the copy glitch. However, I refuse to re-start my game, because I'm afraid that the magic of this ancient game is lost.
I wanted to play a whole new game version with the memory that I was happier, but older cartridges are rather hard to find outside the internet today, the most I can find in the markets for used items are GBA games, and very hard to pokémon.
Fortunately for me, my grandmother still fully supports my long-standing love for Pokemon and very often I buy boxes of cards, toys, video cassettes and other products with which it is in his frequent visits to local auctions. To make clear, few of the things that gives me are in good condition: things long forgotten, stored in a musty basement after the infant stage of the business almost never are. But, gifts are very dear relative, the treasure as if made of gold (the pun was not my intention).
Most recently, she gave me a box with a video cassette in perfect condition containing the first episodes of the first season, several hundred battered and well-worn letters, ... and a GBC game cartridge without label.
The cartridge was the familiar metallic gold color of the game I was looking for. Even when the label had been removed, and a huge red X had been drawn in the place where the sticker used to be, I could easily say that game was ... what else could have that color? You can imagine my excitement for finally finding another copy (I hate ordering things online, so this was a huge relief). I thanked my grandmother with love and promised to play as soon as I got home, which I did.
Start was a little difficult, not because the game was damaged, but that he had sold my Gameboy Advance to my younger brother years ago by some of their best cards of pokemon ... when something belongs to him, it's hard to get me pay. I guess that's the sibling relationships.
After several bribes, I finally had my hands on my former GBA and quickly introduced the game. Chills filled my body as the start of game animation started playing, sending a wave of nostalgia for me. It was good to see the animation again.
The game opened normally, the pixelated image of Ho-oh flying through the sky beneath the title was presented before heading to the normal selection screen. The person who had owned the game before he left the game in the game, but it mattered little what someone did before me. Considering the condition in which their possessions were, it must have been very young. My common sense told me that he was doomed to know a team filled with ridiculous names Pikachus if I dared to open the game.
I started a new game.
Here's when I noticed something was not quite right with the game. The common introduction involving the teacher introducing you to the world of Pokemon was not shown. Actually, things went more or less like this:
It started with a black screen, which was quite familiar considering that this was how the Gold, Silver and Crystal versions began. But instead of the normal dialog window asking, "What time is it?" Window saying something like ...
...........
.......
...
The Pokemon are just tools.
Use them, then throw them in the trash.
........
The black screen faded, revealing an empty area at night. It seemed familiar; vaguely remembered as a route on one of the parts of the early game, but as he had not played in so long, I did not realize where it was.
In the silence of this scene, the sprite of your rival-I, henceforth call Silver, as in the original games came on the scene, from left: He moved a little slower than normal, as if hesitant about something. Once I get to the middle, he stopped and looked back to see the place where it came from, then turn around again to where it was going, and turned to walk back to the place from which it came.
For a moment, he stood there looking at the left side of the screen before a dialog appeared under the saying nothing more than "...". After that, he returned to turn around, only this time out of the screen.
The scene faded to be replaced with Silver standing in the place where you know for the first time officially, just outside the laboratory of Professor Elm. Clearly was in a slightly more advanced part of the game than normal, while I could see the professor and his assistants out of the lab going separate ways: attendees left the city, and Elm walked down into the city, which I does assume that he went to his house in the village. The character of Gold (the usual protagonist) was not seen anywhere.
After that short scene, the screen went on Silver. I thought the game had frozen at first, but I finally realized I was able to move it. Honestly I was kind of excited, Silver was-and it always will be, my favorite rival, and it was interesting that he could still play.
I moved further down to see if I could explore, but I stopped every time he took a step away from the front of the lab. A dialog jumped saying "I can not leave yet ..." and made me go back a step. I moved to where it originally stood and moved me to the window. It worked like a door, because it brought me into the lab.
Aside from the regular equipment-bookshelves with books, computers, garbage cans, all that, the lab was empty; what was to be expected since the employees had been minutes before. On the table was a single Pokeball, and not having a pokemon yet, I walked over and took it.
A dialog appeared saying "You got one Totodile" but not the usual music when an object is grasped reproduced ... apparently, stealing was not tolerated by either the game. After pressing "A", gave me the option of naming the pokemon, to which I replied "Yes" because I love to put these creatures nickname. When I took the screen to appoint another dialog appeared, interrupting the naming process:
"No you will not name! Only you will generate a useless link.
I do not love, use it. "
Clearly was the "voice" of the person who spoke first. I found it strange ...
The naming screen faded leaving me in an empty laboratory, and immediately tried to walk out the front door, but I stopped Silver saying "I will not go there ...". Again, I went back and went through the window of input use.
As if things were not strange, when I left New Bark Town to begin my adventure and set foot in the tall grass, it was almost impossible for me to attack a wild pokémon. Normally, I would go a different route to avoid the grass later in the game, but I enjoyed the top level up my pokemon ... so you will not be able to find something to fight was a bit frustrating.
After several minutes of walking back and forth in the grass boxes, I finally found a pokémon. A Sentret, nothing out of the ordinary, but when I went to send my Totodile and choose the only useful move he had in that time-Scratch-, the pokemon fled. I was pretty confused, wild pokemon never fled ... at least not that pokémon. After a few more attempts, every game just ended, so I continued to Ciudad Cerezo disappointed.
Just prior to entering the city, I recognized the area before the city as the place where Silver was walking early in the game. Upon entering the city, I found Gold, who wordlessly challenged me to a battle. Your Pokémon, Cyndaquil, was already a slightly higher level than mine (I was still stuck at level 5, while he was already on level 7) and even when it had the advantage of type, beat me. Before fainting, Cyndaquil sprite was changed to Gold ... looked disappointed.
After leaving the center Pokémon City Cherry-I had not used before, but apparently it was my only option, I walked to where Gold had challenged me only to realize that he could return to fight him at this point.
The game was getting a bit annoying now: he had no money, no Pokégear or Pokédex, and was unable to fight wild Pokemon. Fortunately, once I entered Route 30, had other coaches with whom he could fight and easily beat ... though none of them seemed to want to talk to me after you win.
By then, he had come to City Malva, but the level of my pokémon was still too low to beat the leader. But with the money I earned from coaches that I fought before, I could at least buy some potions, so I felt I was ready. Fitness coaches were sufficiently weak that I just forced to use two of the potions I bought, and I could level up once. Still, when faced the gym leader, proved to be too much for me and I lost. After winning the Gold did what ... and looked disappointed as he.
When the battle was over, I did not faint, but I had to endure a lecture about treating pokemon correctly from the leader. Once finished speaking, he received a one-word option "Steal?"
Visit the only option they gave me, "Yes."
Silver stepped back and lunged at the leader, sending several pictures back. Another dialog appeared informing me that he had stolen the medal of the gym, MT 31, and $ 500.
After that, I fainted.
And so continued the game, I can beat the weak coaches was on the roads and in gyms being, but always lost against the leaders and I was forced to steal their medals. The option to "steal" also worked on people you normally would an object in the game, and that's how key got objects like Buscaobjetos, cycling, water spray, MO's and many more ... otherwise not me given.
Anyone who refused to reimburse talked the talk, greeting me only with a terse "..." or giving me lectures about how to treat Pokemon properly ... and Nurse Joy started treating me well. The time had come to Goldenrod City, whenever I passed out, the nurse scolded me.
Wild pokémon were avoiding me, and if I wanted my team was expected to improve the Pokéballs he used to pokémon caught at first. What was strangest battles with wild Pokémon was that even when the pokémon made to stay in the battle with Evil Eye, the Pokemon fainted. Literally. After using Mean Look-if he could strike first, as the enemy pokémon sometimes had more speed than mine, before I could choose another movement, the only wild pokemon faint.
The dialog window saying "Insert name El-pokemon he forced himself to faint!" And the battle ended.
The only thing that seemed to be normal at least for me were the battles with Team Rocket. Always won against them and always treated me like a nosy kid who got in his way.
The rest of the game to some extent is not very important. Aside from winning and steal, everything was more or less normal. While my pokemon matured slowly due to frequent loss, yes they could begin to love and which led them to cut their hair and those other little things that made the biggest bond of friendship. The last time I checked, the person who measured the happiness of Pokemon, one of the only characters who usually spoke to me said "This pretty happy."
I think they must think this is not disturbing in the least, and should accept that the hack was just a game made to show off Silver in history ... well, I accepted it and it was, but the story is not over yet .
Once we finally got to Kanto-continuing through the process of win, lose, and steal-, I ventured into Viridian City. The moment you set foot in the city, the music was cut. At first I thought it was just a glitch in the programming, and that from now on would have to endure a game without sound. But staying stopped for a while there, he could hear a faint sound that faded.
Was sure now that the music was ruined, as if trying to reproduce, but could not. But when I stepped back to the path I came, the music was turned perfectly ... only the Green City that was silent.
Now I was curious, so I went back to the silent city and began to explore. There was not a person in sight ... no one on the outside, no one in the houses even had people at the center pokémercado and Pokémon. The city was entirely empty ... just the silence and the occasional soft sound that could not yet identify.
When walked towards the gym, the sound grew louder. I assumed the noise came from inside, so I went into the gym. There was nobody in either, but that was expected, the gym was empty even in the original game.
The noise was not heard here, but was still deathly quiet.
Walk to where the gym leader used to be, and went from that point to hit brick wall-I do that sometimes, I like the sound, and then I was transported to another room ... The wall hid stairs.
The place was also in dead silence ... but the sound began to ring again. Was much higher this time, and I could identify a lot of random sounds excruciating ... together, they sounded like screams.
Now I should imagine that my heart was beating so hard ... I can not stand the screaming-or things that sound like cries-because of an unfortunate experience with a very real haunted house that was when I was three years ... but I digress.
Although my hands were shaking and my heart was unbearably, I scanned the room, which was tinged with dull red as Pokémon Red. The room was a zigzag pattern and screams sounded random, some short, some long, exaggerated ... sounded like they were torturing someone.
As I continued down the zigzagging hallways, I came across several disturbing images: sprites of NPCs without head or heads without bodies. Whenever I tried to examine the bodies, Silver said "Do not look ..."
The bodies and heads became increasingly frequent as he advanced, obstructing the way and leaving little space for walking ... and screaming is even more frequent.
The screen started flashing while walking, just as it does when a pokemon is poisoned ... but I was sure that none of them was. Just in case the menu I opened my computer to check. None of my pokemon was poisoned, but his health had begun to decline. In an attempt to fix, take a super potion from my backpack and tried to use it on Feraligatr.
A dialog appeared saying "You will have no effect."
Now I was disturbed, I knew none of this would happen. But bear in mind, I continued forward, hoping that when they pass out for this, would be returned to a pokemon center and things would return to normal.
Stupid ... I was assuming that ...
I continued along the morbid path, the screen flashing. I began to notice that even Silver walked slower ... I do not know what, but something was absorbing the energies of both my pokémon as mine.
Finally, Silver stopped when the dialog jumped to say that all my pokemon were fainted ... but said I expected.
He said "ARE ALL DEAD".
By then I was ready to mourn, but I could not stand myself trying to get to the bottom of this disturbing experience ... if you did not do this now, I would be tempted to just try again ...
Finally, I reached the central room, which was dyed a deep red ... I assumed it was to simulate the fact that the room was full of blood, but there were only a few bodies scattered around it. In the center, there were a few figures, a man, an unidentifiable Pokemon, Pokemon Gold and one that could only assume was his Typhlosion.
Gold's Typhlosion attacked the man's pokemon, but was shot quickly, becoming red sprite first, then gray, then disappearing ... the man pokémon had killed him.
The sprite of Silver took a single step and the man finally noticed his presence.
GIOVANNI: Ah, son, you're home. You came to see the death of your opponent, right?
This caused Gold to turn around to look at you. All he said was "..."
Silver continued to move alone: He approached the man and struck him, throwing him backwards ... which obviously enraged Giovanni.
GIOVANNI: Are you going to help?
You have become as weak as the others!
If you think it's worth saving ...
Maybe I should show ... it makes no sense to link!
Mewtwo, take charge of it!
Mewtwo obeyed the orders of his creator and approached Gold. I'm still not sure what actually did, but I struck Gold, causing yell much higher than before, while his head and lost sprite faded from red to gray.
GIOVANNI: I told you long ago, Silver, that life is manipulate or be manipulated.
The Pokemon are just tools.
People are just tools.
After discharge their responsibilities, are useless ...
...
Mewtwo.
Kill him!
The Mewtwo did not obey this time; Giovanni's words must have enraged. He turned to this and really talked.
Mewtwo: ... You are no longer useful ...
Giovanni hit as it did with Gold and Typhlosion, but the scream Giovanni produced was much longer than anything I've heard ... Mewtwo was torturing.
Finally, the scream faded into nothingness and Giovanni's sprite did as the Gold ... leaving only Silver and Mewtwo alive in the room. Mewtwo then faced me, and I knew ... I knew it would not last much longer ...
Mewtwo: ... Useless ...
I hit, sparking a battle in which he was completely unable to participate. My sprite was in the place of pokémon, my health had declined by half, but I knew it did not matter anyway. He was lost. I chose to run, but I could not ... I chose to attack, but there was no move to use ... All I could do was stand there as Mewtwo used Psychic on Silver's defenseless image.
Even with the sound on, the cry that came from Silver was disturbingly high, much higher than any of the above. Even as the battle screen faded away, the scream lingered until Silver's sprite turned red and then gray - what now assume symbolizes the coldness of death ... - ... Silver, along with Gold and all that were unlucky enough to hang around that place Green City, were dead.
The screen faded black turning, everything except the sprite of Mewtwo, still in the center of the screen. My paranoid mind immediately made me think that at any moment he was going to kill me turn somehow, but the word "END" appeared just below it, and the screen finally went black, and I returned to the startup sequence game.
I'm still not sure why they made this game because someone just shoved it in a box to sell and why it turned out that I found it ... But I can assure you that I will not put my hands on another game found randomly ... or again, or not I dare to touch it.
This game I just described escaped my possession since the first time I played it ... I have no idea where it is, but I hope that this rotting in a swamp either. If you arrive to find a cartridge with a red cross on the label where it should be ... I do not play ... play experience can change you forever ...
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viendo alguien que no conoce tanto de tecnología como una persona de esta generación debería, sé muy poco sobre lo que puede hacer la tecnología. Dejando de lado los e-mail, el MSN, y la descarga ocasional de algo que era inaccesible para mí de otra manera en el momento, tengo más o menos el mismo conocimiento que una persona de ochenta años pueda poseer sobre el mundo electrónico.
Por ejemplo, y la causa de esta experiencia que voy a relatar, yo no tenía idea de que alguien era capaz de hackear juegos de pokémon para hacer sus propias sub-historias en el mundo, y menos podía imaginar que era posible hacer una copia física de ese hack en un cartucho real.
Sin embargo, tuve la mala suerte de aprenderlo de una manera lo más perturbadora posible.
Cuando era más joven, Pokémon Oro fue mi primer juego de la popular franquicia. Me hice muy unido a las pequeñas criaturas que mi personaje (a quién le puse mi nombre incluso cuando elegí al personaje varón siendo yo mujer) atrapó y ocasionalmente fantaseaba con las aventuras que tendríamos en una línea de historia inventada por mi.
Eso no es muy importante ni viene al caso, de todas maneras.
Lo qué sí es importante es el hecho de que nunca abandoné mis fantasías infantiles, las memorias de ese primer juego eran demasiado adoradas por mí como para dejarlas ir. Por esa razón aún tengo mi viejo cartucho de Pokémon Oro, completo con un abuso total del glitch de copia. Sin embargo, me niego a re-comenzar mi juego, porque tengo miedo de que se pierda la magia de ese antiguo juego.
Quería jugar una partida nueva completa de la versión con la recuerdo que fui más feliz, pero cartuchos viejos son bastante difíciles de encontrar fuera de la Internet hoy en día, lo máximo que puedo encontrar en los mercados de artículos usados son juegos de GBA, y muy difícilmente de pokémon.
Afortunadamente para mí, mi abuela aún apoya enteramente mi ya antiguo amor por Pokémon y muy seguido me compra cajas de cartas, juguetes, video casetes y otros productos con los que se encuentra en sus frecuentes visitas a subastas locales. Para dejarles en claro, pocas de las cosas que me da están en buenas condiciones: cosas olvidadas hace mucho tiempo, guardadas en un mohoso sótano después de que la etapa infantil del dueño casi nunca lo están. Pero, como son regalos de una pariente muy querida, los atesoro como si estuvieran hechos de Oro (el juego de palabras no fue mi intención).
Hace muy poco, ella me dio una caja con un video casete en perfectas condiciones que contenía episodios del principio de la primera temporada, varios cientos de cartas muy usadas y maltratadas,…y un cartucho de juego de GBC sin etiqueta.
El cartucho era del familiar color dorado metálico del juego que andaba buscando. Incluso cuando la etiqueta había sido removida, y una enorme y roja X había sido dibujada en el lugar donde la pegatina solía estar, podía decir con facilidad que juego era…¿cual otro podría tener ese color? Podrán imaginar mi emoción por finalmente encontrar otra copia (Odio ordenar cosas por Internet, por lo que esto fue un enorme alivio). Agradecí a mi abuela con mucho amor y le prometí que jugaría ni bien llegara a casa, lo cual hice.
Comenzar fue un poco difícil, no porque el juego estuviera dañada, si no que le había vendido mi Gameboy Advance a mi hermano menor años atrás por algunas de sus mejores cartas de pokémon…cuando algo le pertenece a él, es difícil lograr que me lo preste. Supongo que así son las relaciones de hermanos.
Después de varios sobornos, finalmente tuve en mis manos mi antigua GBA y rápidamente introduje el juego. Escalofríos llenaron mi cuerpo mientras la animación del inicio del juego comenzó a reproducirse, enviando una ola de nostalgia sobre mí. Era bueno ver esa animación de nuevo.
El juego se abrió normalmente, la pixelada imagen de Ho-oh volando por el cielo debajo del titulo se presentó antes de dirigirme a la normal pantalla de selección. La persona que había sido dueña del juego antes que había dejado su partida en el juego, pero me importaba poco lo que alguien hizo antes que yo. Considerando la condición en la que estaban sus posesiones, debió haber sido muy joven. Mi sentido común me decía que estaba condenado a conocer un equipo lleno de Pikachus con nombres ridículos si me atrevía a abrir la partida.
Comencé un nuevo juego.
Aquí fue cuando noté que algo no estaba muy bien con el juego. La común introducción que involucraba al profesor introduciéndote al mundo de los pokémon no se mostró. En realidad, la cosa fue más o menos así:
Comenzó con una pantalla negra, que era bastante familiar considerando que así era como las versiones Oro, Plata y Cristal comenzaban. Pero, en vez de la normal ventanita de dialogo preguntando “¿Qué hora es?”, la ventana decía algo así como…
………..
…….
…
Los pokémon no son más que herramientas.
Usalos, y luego tíralos a la basura.
……..
…….
…
Los pokémon no son más que herramientas.
Usalos, y luego tíralos a la basura.
……..
La pantalla negra se desvaneció, revelando un área vacía de noche. Me parecía familiar; la recordaba vagamente como una ruta en una de las partes del principio del juego, pero como no lo había jugado en tanto tiempo, no pude darme cuenta de donde era.
En el silencio de esta escena, el sprite de tu rival –que yo, de ahora en adelante llamaré Silver, como en los juegos originales- entraba en escena desde la izquierda: Se movía un poco más lento de lo normal, como si estuviera vacilante con respecto a algo. Una vez que llego al medio, se paró y miró atrás para mirar el lugar de donde vino, luego volvió a voltearse a donde estaba yendo, y volvió a caminar hacia atrás, hacia el lugar del cual vino.
Por un momento, se paró allí mirando al lado izquierdo de la pantalla antes de que una ventana de dialogo apareciera debajo de el diciendo nada más que “…”. Después de eso, volvió a dar la vuelta, solo esta vez saliendo de la pantalla.
La escena se desvaneció para ser reemplazada por Silver parado en el lugar donde lo conoces por primera vez oficialmente, justo afuera del laboratorio del Profesor Elm. Estaba claramente en una parte un poco más avanzada del juego de lo normal, mientras se podía ver al profesor y a sus asistentes saliendo del laboratorio yendo por diferentes caminos: los asistentes dejaron la ciudad, y Elm caminó hacia abajo en la ciudad, lo que me hace asumir que se fue a su casa en el pueblo. El personaje de Gold (el protagonista usual) no se veía en ninguna parte.
Después de esa corta escena, la pantalla se quedó sobre Silver. Creí que el juego se había congelado al principio, pero finalmente me di cuenta que era capaz de moverlo. Honestamente estaba algo emocionada, Silver fue –y siempre va a ser- mi rival favorito, y era interesante que pudiera jugar siendo él.
Lo movió un poco más abajo para ver si podía explorar, pero me paraba cada vez que daba un paso más lejos del frente del laboratorio. Una ventana de dialogo saltaba diciendo “No puedo irme aún…”, y me hacía retroceder un paso. Me moví hasta el lugar donde estaba parado originalmente y me moví hacia la ventana. Funcionó como una puerta, ya que me hizo entrar en el laboratorio.
Dejando de lado el equipamiento regular –estanterías con libros, computadoras, cubos de basura, todo eso- el laboratorio estaba vacío; lo que era de esperarse ya que los empleados se habían ido minutos antes. En la mesa había una sola pokébola, y al no tener un pokémon aún, me acerqué y la tomé.
Una ventana de dialogo apareció diciendo “Obtuviste un TOTODILE” pero no se reprodujo la música usual de cuando se agarra un objeto…aparentemente, robar no era tolerado ni por el juego. Después de presionar “A”, me dio la opción de nombrar al pokémon, a lo que respondí “Sí” ya que amo ponerle apodo a estas criaturas. Cuando me llevó a la pantalla para nombrar, otra ventana de dialogo apareció, interrumpiendo el proceso de nombramiento:
“¡No le pongas nombre! Solo generarás un vínculo inútil.
No lo ames, usalo.”
No lo ames, usalo.”
Era claramente la “voz” de la misma persona que habló al principio. Lo encontré extraño…
La pantalla para nombrar se desvaneció dejándome en el laboratorio vacío, y de inmediato traté de salir por la puerta del frente, pero me detuvo Silver diciendo “No saldré por ahí…”. Otra vez, fui hacia atrás y salí por la ventana que use de entrada.
Como si las cosas no fueran ya muy extrañas, cuando salí de Pueblo Primavera para comenzar mi aventura y puse un pie en la hierba alta, era casi imposible que me atacara un pokémon salvaje. Normalmente, iría por un camino distinto para evadir la hierba más tarde durante el juego, pero al principio disfrutaba de subir el nivel de mis pokémon…por lo que no ser capaz de encontrar algo con lo que pelear era un poco frustrante.
Después de varios minutos de caminar hacia delante y atrás en los recuadros de hierba, finalmente me encontré un pokémon. Un sentret, nada fuera de lo ordinario, pero cuando iba a enviar a mi Totodile y elegir el único movimiento útil que tenía en ese momento –Arañazo-, el pokémon huyó. Estaba bastante confundida, los pokémon salvajes nunca huían…al menos no ese pokémon. Después de unos cuantos intentos más, todos los encuentros terminaron igual, por lo que decepcionada continué hasta Ciudad Cerezo.
Justo antes de entrar al a ciudad, reconocí ese área antes de la ciudad como el lugar donde Silver caminaba al principio del juego. Al entrar en la ciudad, me encontré con Gold, quien sin decir nada me desafió a una batalla. Su pokémon, Cyndaquil, ya era de un nivel un poco más alto que el mío (Todavía estaba atrapado en el nivel 5, mientras el ya estaba en nivel 7) e incluso cuando tenía la ventaja de tipo, el me venció. Antes de desmayarme, el sprite de Cyndaquil se cambió por el de Gold…se veía decepcionado.
Después de salir del centro Pokémon de Ciudad Cerezo –No lo había usado antes, pero al parecer era mi única opción-, caminé hacia el lugar donde Gold me había desafiado solo para darme cuenta que no podía volver a luchar con él a estas alturas.
El juego se estaba poniendo un poco molesto ahora: no tenía dinero, ni pokégear, ni pokédex, y era incapaz de luchar con pokémon salvajes. Afortunadamente, una vez entré en la ruta 30, había otros entrenadores con los cuales podía luchar y fácilmente vencer…aunque ninguno de ellos parecía querer hablar conmigo luego de que ganara.
Para entonces, había entrado a Ciudad Malva, pero el nivel de mi pokémon era aún muy bajo como para vencer al líder. Pero con el dinero que gané de los entrenadores con los que luché antes, pude al menos comprar algunas pociones, así que sentí que estaba listo. Los entrenadores del gimnasio eran lo suficiente débiles como para que solo me viera obligado a usar dos de las pociones que compré, y pude subir de nivel una vez. Aún así, cuando enfrenté al líder de gimnasio, probó ser demasiado para mí y perdí. Después de ganar, el hizo lo mismo que Gold…y se veía decepcionado, tal como él.
Cuando la batalla terminó, no me desmayé, sino que tuve que aguantar un sermón sobre tratar a los pokémon correctamente, de parte del líder. Una vez terminó de hablar, recibí una opción de una sola palabra: “¿Robar?”
Elegí la única opción que me daban, “Sí”.
Silver dio un paso atrás y se lanzó contra el líder, mandándolo varios cuadros hacia atrás. Otro dialogo apareció informándome que había robado la medalla del gimnasio, la MT 31, y 500 $.
Luego de eso, me desmayé.
Y así continuó el juego, siendo yo posible de vencer a los entrenadores débiles que encontraba en las rutas y en los gimnasios, pero siempre perdía contra los lideres y me veía obligado a robar sus medallas. La opción de “robar” también funcionaba en gente que normalmente te daría un objeto en el juego, y así fue como obtuve objetos clave como el Buscaobjetos, la bicicleta, el rociador de agua, MO’s y muchos más…de otra manera no me los daban.
Cualquiera con quien hablaba se negaba a devolverme la charla, saludándome solo con un escueto “…” o dándome sermones sobre como tratar correctamente a los pokémon…y también la Enfermera Joy comenzó a tratarme así. Para cuando había llegado a Ciudad Trigal, cada vez que me desmayaba, la enfermera me regañaba.
Los pokémon salvajes seguían evitándome, y si quería que mi equipo mejorara debía de esperar que las pokébolas que usara atraparan al pokémon al principio. Lo que hacía más extrañas las batallas con pokémon salvajes era que incluso cuando hacía que los pokémon se quedaran en la batalla con Mal de ojo, el pokémon se desmayaba. Literalmente. Después de usar Mal de Ojo –si podía atacar primero, ya que el pokémon enemigo a veces tenía más velocidad que el mío-, antes de que pudiera elegir otro movimiento, el pokémon salvaje se desmayaría solo.
La ventana de dialogo decía “ ¡El –Inserte nombre de pokémon- se forzó a si mismo a desmayarse!” y la batalla terminaba.
La única cosa que parecía seguir normal al menos para mí eran las batallas con el equipo Rocket. Siempre ganaba contra ellos y siempre me trataban como un niño entrometido que se metía en su camino.
El resto del juego hasta cierto punto no es muy importante. Dejando de lado ganar y robar, todo era más o menos normal. Mientras mis pokémon maduraban lentamente debido a perder frecuentemente, sí pudieron comenzar a quererme ya que los llevaba a cortarse el cabello y esas otras pequeñas cosas que hacían más grande el lazo de amistad. La última vez que me fijé, la persona que medía la felicidad del pokémon –uno de los únicos personajes que me hablaban normalmente- dijo “Esta bastante feliz”.
Creo que deben pensar que esto no es perturbador en lo más mínimo, y que debería aceptar que el hack era simplemente un juego hecho para mostrar el lado de Silver en la historia…bueno, lo acepté y lo era, pero la historia no terminó aún.
Una vez que finalmente llegué a Kanto –continuando gracias al proceso de ganar, perder y robar-, me aventuré en Ciudad Verde. En el momento que puse un pie en la ciudad, la música se cortó. Al principio pensé que era simplemente un glitch en la programación, y que de ahora en adelante iba a tener que aguantar un juego sin sonido. Pero quedándome parado un rato allí, se pudo escuchar un débil sonido que se desvaneció.
Ahora estaba seguro que la música se había arruinado, como si tratara de reproducirse, pero no podía. Pero cuando di un paso atrás hacia la ruta de la que vine, la música volvió perfectamente…era solo la Ciudad Verde la que estaba silenciosa.
Ahora estaba curioso, por lo que volví a la ciudad silenciosa y comencé a explorar. No había una persona a la vista…nadie en el exterior, nadie en las casas, ni siquiera había gente en el pokémercado y el centro Pokémon. La ciudad estaba enteramente vacía…solo el silencio y el ocasional sonido suave que todavía no podía identificar.
Cuando caminaba hacía el gimnasio, el sonido se hizo más alto. Supuse que el ruido venía de adentro, por lo que me adentré en el gimnasio. Allí adentro tampoco había nadie, pero eso era de esperarse, el gimnasio estaba vacío incluso en el juego original.
El ruido no se escuchaba aquí, pero todavía estaba mortalmente silencioso.
Camine hacia donde el líder de gimnasio acostumbraba a estar, y pasé de ese punto para chocar contra la pared de ladrillo –Hago eso a veces, me gusta el sonido- y entonces fui transportado a otra habitación…La pared escondía unas escaleras.
Camine hacia donde el líder de gimnasio acostumbraba a estar, y pasé de ese punto para chocar contra la pared de ladrillo –Hago eso a veces, me gusta el sonido- y entonces fui transportado a otra habitación…La pared escondía unas escaleras.
El lugar estaba también en silencio mortal…pero el sonido comenzó a sonar de nuevo. Era mucho más alto esta vez, y pude identificar un montón de sonidos agudísimos al azar…que juntos, sonaban como gritos.
Ahora ya deberían imaginar que mi corazón estaba latiendo muy fuerte…no soporto los gritos –o cosas que suenen como gritos- a causa de una desafortunada experiencia con una muy real casa encantada a la que fui cuando tenía tres años…pero estoy divagando.
A pesar de que mis manos temblaban y mi corazón latía insoportablemente, exploré la habitación, que estaba teñida de un rojo apagado como en Pokémon Rojo. La habitación seguía un patrón zigzagueante y los gritos sonaban al azar, algunos cortos, otros largos y exagerados…sonaba como si estuvieran torturando a alguien.
Mientras continuaba por los pasillos zigzagueantes, me encontré con varias imágenes perturbadoras: sprites de NPC’s sin cabeza, o cabezas sin cuerpos. Siempre que trataba de examinar los cuerpos, Silver decía “No mires…”
Los cuerpos y cabezas se volvieron cada vez más frecuentes a medida que avanzaba, obstruyendo el camino y dejándome poco espacio para caminar…y los gritos se hacían aún más frecuentes.
La pantalla comenzó a parpadear mientras caminaba, justo como lo hace cuando un pokémon esta envenenado…pero estaba segura de que ninguno de ellos lo estaba. Solo por si acaso abrí el menú de mi equipo para chequear. Ninguno de mis pokémon estaba envenenado, pero su salud había comenzado a disminuir. En un intento de arreglarlo, tome una súper poción de mi mochila y traté de utilizarla en Feraligatr.
Una ventana de dialogo apareció diciendo “No tendrá ningún efecto.”
Ahora estaba perturbado, sabía que nada de esto debía pasar. Sin tenerlo en cuenta, continué avanzando, esperando que cuando se desmayaran por esto, sería devuelto a un centro pokémon y las cosas volverían a la normalidad.
…Fui estupida al asumir eso…
Continué a lo largo del mórbido camino, con la pantalla parpadeando. Comencé a notar que incluso Silver caminaba más lento…No sé qué, pero algo estaba absorbiendo tanto las energías de mis pokémon como las mías.
Finalmente, Silver paró cuando la ventana de dialogo saltó para decirme que todos mis pokémon estaban desmayados…pero no decía lo que esperaba.
Decía “ESTAN TODOS MUERTOS”.
Para entonces ya estaba lista para llorar, pero no pude pararme a mi misma de intentar llegar al final de esta perturbadora experiencia…si no hacía esto ahora, simplemente me vería tentada de intentarlo nuevamente…
Finalmente, llegué a la habitación central, que estaba teñida de un profundo rojo…asumí que era para simular el hecho de que la habitación estaba llena de sangre, aunque solo había unos pocos cuerpos desparramados por ella. En el centro, había unas pocas figuras, un hombre, un pokémon inidentificable, Gold y otro pokémon que solo pude asumir que era su Typhlosion.
El Typhlosion de Gold atacó al pokémon del hombre, pero fue abatido rápidamente, haciéndose el sprite primero rojo, luego gris, y luego desapareciendo…el pokémon del hombre lo había matado.
El sprite de Silver dio un paso solo y el hombre finalmente notó su presencia.
GIOVANNI: Ah, hijo, ya llegaste. Viniste a ver la defunción de tu rival, ¿no?
Esto causo que Gold se diera vuelta para mirarte. Lo único que decía era “…”
Silver continuó moviéndose solo: Se acercó al hombre y lo golpeó, lanzándolo hacia atrás…lo cual obviamente enfureció a Giovanni.
GIOVANNI: ¿Vas a ayudarlo?
¡Te has hecho tan débil como los demás!
Si te parece que vale la pena salvarlo…
…¡quizás debería mostrarte que no tiene sentido vincularse!
¡MEWTWO, hazte cargo de él!
¡Te has hecho tan débil como los demás!
Si te parece que vale la pena salvarlo…
…¡quizás debería mostrarte que no tiene sentido vincularse!
¡MEWTWO, hazte cargo de él!
Mewtwo obedeció las órdenes de su creador y se acercó a Gold. Todavía no estoy muy seguro de lo que hizo en realidad, pero golpeó a Gold, causando que grite mucho más alto que antes, mientras su sprite perdía la cabeza y se desvanecía de rojo a gris.
GIOVANNI: Te dije hace mucho tiempo, Silver, que la vida se trata de manipular o ser manipulado.
Los pokémon no son más que herramientas.
Las personas no son más que herramientas.
Después de que cumplen su cometido, no sirven para nada…
…
MEWTWO.
¡Mátalo!
Los pokémon no son más que herramientas.
Las personas no son más que herramientas.
Después de que cumplen su cometido, no sirven para nada…
…
MEWTWO.
¡Mátalo!
El Mewtwo no obedeció esta vez; las palabras de Giovanni debieron haberlo enfurecido. Se volteó hacía el y realmente habló.
MEWTWO: …Tú ya no eres útil…
Golpeó a Giovanni tal como hizo con Gold y Typhlosion, pero el grito que Giovanni produjo fue mucho más largo que cualquier otro que haya escuchado…Mewtwo estaba torturándolo.
Finalmente, el grito se desvaneció en la nada y el sprite de Giovanni hizo tal como el de Gold…dejando solos a Silver y a Mewtwo vivos en la habitación. Entonces Mewtwo me enfrentó, y supe…supe que no iba a durar mucho más…
MEWTWO: …Inútil…
Me golpeó, iniciando una batalla en la cual era completamente incapaz de participar. Mi sprite estaba en el lugar del pokémon, mi salud había disminuido a la mitad, pero sabía que no importaba de todas maneras. Estaba perdido. Elegí correr, pero no pude…elegí atacar, pero no había ningún movimiento que usar…Lo único que podía hacer era pararme allí mientras Mewtwo usaba Psíquico en la imagen indefensa de Silver.
Incluso con el sonido bajo, el grito que vino de Silver era perturbadoramente alto, mucho más alto que cualquiera de los anteriores. Incluso mientras la pantalla de batalla se desvanecía, el grito persistió hasta que el sprite de Silver se convirtió en rojo y luego en gris – lo qué ahora asumo que simboliza lo frío de la muerte…-…Silver, junto con Gold y todos los que fueron lo suficientemente desafortunados como para merodear por ese lugar de Ciudad Verde, estaban muertos.
La pantalla se desvaneció volviéndose negra, todo excepto el sprite de Mewtwo, que seguía en el centro de la pantalla. Mi mente paranoica inmediatamente me hizo pensar que en cualquier momento se iba a voltear a matarme de alguna manera, pero la palabra “FIN” apareció justo debajo de él, y la pantalla finalmente se volvió negra, y me devolvió a la secuencia del inicio del juego.
Todavía no estoy segura de por que hicieron este juego, porque alguien simplemente lo metió en una caja para vender y porqué resultó que yo lo encontré…Pero puedo asegurarles que no pondré mis manos en otro juego encontrado al azar…o es nuevo, o no me atreveré a tocarlo.
Este juego que acabo de describir se escapó de mi posesión desde la primera vez que lo jugué…No tengo idea de donde esta, pero espero que se este pudriendo en un pantano cualquiera. Si llegas a encontrar un cartucho con una cruz roja en donde debería estar la etiqueta…no lo juegues…la experiencia de jugarlo puede cambiarte para siempre…
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