Game Antithinker: Legend of Zelda
Now this is about as good as he can probably do with the Antithinker. Partly because Antithinker's facade of badassery shatters on contact with Zelda games, the same series that's always provided me with what I needed, whenever I needed it. Partly because the satire was kinda funny this time. And partly because the Overthinker is finally returning. At last, we'll be able to get more topic-focused episodes.
You know, I might as well go on my own little rant here, about what all Zelda games have done for me. I like to think that my transition from childhood to adolescence was the first time I beat Ganon at the end of the Oracle saga. Somewhere around that point, my character changed for reasons unknown. Perhaps it was just that I was getting older, but it somehow feels like that fight with Ganon was the "final exam" of my childhood, and by beating him I was able to grow a bit more. Fast forward about five and a half years, and I'm some loser watching pro wrestling. October 9, 2007 was a one-two punch of Newgrounds and Zelda that got me off of watching wrestling and into slightly more varied, less obsessive, and overall more intellectually engaging pursuits. Newgrounds did it largely by having a bunch of stats and something of a crusade to fight, Zelda did it by giving me something to identify with. Antithinker talked about nerds in their later years of high school who were wondering where the time went? Yeah, that nerd was me. It really was almost like I woke up one day and the 12-year-old boy was replaced with a 17-year-old on the brink of adulthood. The dude who gave me my first joint? Out of high school. His older sister had dropped out and was wasting the potential everyone thought she had. The cousin who had introduced me to video games? Married. I suddenly realized that yes, that event a month before had been his wedding, bringing his new wife into our family and changing his life, and to some extent his relationship with the rest of the family, forever. My grandmother? Dead, may her soul rest in peace. One of my best friends from elementary and middle school had transferred (but was still in the area), both of my potential love interests from 2003-2006 had dropped out and become essentially crack whores, and I had a new best friend who can semi-accurately be described as if Cloud from Final Fantasy VII was almost as ugly as I am. Everything changed what seemed like overnight, and I had been too busy watching wrestling to care. So yeah, Ocarina of Time did resonate. Majora's Mask, which I liked even better, provided supplemental development on top of that, and helped me care about people and shit. If my passage to adolescence was the day I beat Ganon for the first time, then my passage to adulthood (to what extent it can be considered to have happened at all) was a two parter: beating Ganon in OoT, and beating Majora.
To a certain extent, Antithinker seems like what Overthinker would have been had he continued on in the vein of a superficial high-school douchebag. Antithinker's comments indeed resemble a high schooler's feelings on the various "nerd" elements of video games, and on how "gay" they appear when seen from a mindset obsessed with badassery. So him showing his weaker side, the one more closely resembling our Overthinker, seemed a little familiar, kinda like my own Ocarina story. Of course, Antithinker has had an extra decade or so to become as much of a masculinity-obsessed asshole as he wanted people in his world to think he was (Overthinker being, what, 28, 29 now, me having beaten OoT at 17), so one game probably wouldn't beat that.
I wonder what Anti-SoulMaster71 would be like?