Hey... I know it's been a while and that I really haven't had the time to talk but now is probably the best time.
First, let me bring you back to many many years ago when I first met you. Those were the days weren't they? I remember you so new and fresh, your disk drive so nice and clean and your buttons, so easily pushed and able to take even the slightest of movements. You and I were the same being, the same body of plastic and metal through the wire of your controller. I expertly dispatched many a foe, with your smooth controls and design. But as you and I both know, PS2, everything changes.
I think it all started when I noticed a very slight change in your button pressure. Nothing big, very little change in the way you functioned, and certainly nothing a cotton swab and water couldn't fix, but it really just escalated from there. Soon I found that you couldn't handle the newer games, for some reason games that had a blue under disc were impossible to read, just the price of being an older model I suppose. But it didn't matter to me and we were able to hang on to the good games like Metal Gear Solid, Ratchet and Clank, and Jak and Daxter.
Then I heard rumors, rumors of a new console that would be ground breaking and technologically superior to you. I dismissed them of course, saying that there wasn't any reason to leave you behind for something else, but at the back of my mind there stayed a glinting feeling of want for something new. Then I was further tempted by previews of the so called PS3, the new generation of Sony consoles. The graphics, astonishing, the gameplay, amazing! I was in awe as I watched the tech and game demos. But I stood by you. You and your aging design, lacking graphics, and thinning of blockbuster titles.
It was inevitable though. The PS3 was released and more and more people bought into its sleek design, and new SixAxis controls. So there I sat, those around me, friends and aquatences, getting the newest thing, the pinnacle of console gaming... while I sat and looked at the error screens and lack of memory messages that you gave me so often due to your growing age, forever longing for the thing that I now wanted.
So therefore I say I thank you and I will never forget you. You were there for me whenever I needed you but must move on, on to a new and better game system. Maybe one day we will see each other again when I'm feeling nostalgic, but for now I leave you with just this... 3.
I Just wrote about an inanimate object and I having a bond of friendship and me leaving it for another inanimate object..... And I hope you thoroughly enjoyed it!
