#this game is about finding cake ingredients in a small town with dark secrets. and trying to avoid getting murdered.

[twinegardening]

Let Them Eat Cake by Alicia Morote [IFDB]

The small riverside town of Sangnoire holds a deep and dear tradition: the Saving Day Festival. Each year, the citizens gather and offer their best tributes to celebrate the town and its continued existence. It's a miracle how anything so small should survive. Your serendipitous arrival coincides with preparation, and comes with opportunity. In order to help you assimilate to your new surroundings, your mentor has tasked you with gathering the ingredients and making a cake for the festivities. How badly do you want to get to know you neighbours?

Content warning: implied murder, violence, implied animal abuse

[thelovers-thedreamers-and-me]

got another fuck squad session in, my dudes! ft. my dope blackberry rhubarb crostata and one of the gifts from maddela’s player, a rainbow of rocks from the fuck squad camping trip i had to miss because i was working. (she also got me multiple litres of cider, but that’s for later.)

so before the fuck squad actually nears, like, the plot or anything, they have sergei’s wedding shower. they get the ship’s cook to make them a cake.

rhonia: “we want it to be really rude.” cook: “i’m a sailor. that rude?”

maddela brews some moonshine for the party in her poison distilling kit and dear god am i lucky she rolled well because i am not emotionally ready for her to unintentionally poison the whole party at a wedding shower. they also make some decorations.

rhonia goes to tell pashmina what’s going on, and we learn i can’t make a horse noise to save my life

maddela: “and look i made punch!” “you didn’t ask for any ingredients for this punch besides your moonshine.” “it’s strong punch.”

rhonia: “you can only wear one magic ring on each hand.” “yeah, you can’t be a magic pimp.” saida: “WHY AM I PLAYING THIS GAME”

rhonia and maddela chanted “salt-encrusted dicks!” for some reason

they also gave him wedding shower presents- he got rhonia’s bowl of comfortable warmth, maddela gives him gold jewelled nipple clamps, and yoni gives him a mahogany rolling pin. there’s lots of fireworks.

saida: “SPACE DOCKING! any day i can yell space docking is a good one. there’s not a lot of those.”

they also use the bag of trading for more gifts so sergei gets an apron that says Kiss the Cock on it

the next day, they go to voight, a city dominated by copper spires that rise up into the sky. they see machines and immediately decide that the city is run by fake fantasy scientologists who worship ridium

their first round of help comes from a teenage urchin named amelie, who shows them around, first to an inn called the elegant nymph

amelie has a friend in jesus. specifically, another urchin named jesus because i accidentally said “jeeeeesus” even though i already established that he’s not a part of my world’s mythology

they decide the innkeeper of the elegant nymph, bertha, is mrs. doubtfire for absolutely no reason and my voice was great.

sergei: “she rolled a 3 to punch his cock! she just like tapped his dick, that’s it”

rhonia: “before we go, have you ever heard of a god called ridium?”

these fucks are paranoid

amelie gives them a brief tour, where she tells them the story of the founding of voight.

long story short, there’s an elf named leodithas and a dwarf named bandrum. they both fled their homelands as refugees from war, and ended up travelling together. when they arrived at the site that would become voight, both of them heard a voice in their head saying that they should bury their most prized possession and leave in the middle of the night without a word, and then their troubles might continue but their companion would find true happiness.

rhonia: “are they gonna bury each other?” sergei: “you can’t own another person! RHONIA.”

bandrum chose a smooth blue stone he had salvaged from the ruins of his hometown. leodithas, having nothing from his home, chose to bury his last small piece of bread. they caught each other trying to leave in the middle of the night, laughed, embraced, and stayed together. the next day they discovered rich mines of copper and that the sea filled with fish, so they settled down in the site, building their home between the places they buried the stone and the bread. they were the first settlers of voight, but more came, and it turned into a village, then a town, until finally they built this city on the rock and roll

I HAD BEEN WAITING OVER A MONTH TO SAY THIS JOKE AND DEAR GOD WAS IT WORTH IT

sergei: “it’s like a buck saw.” saida: “what’s a bucksaw? i’ll look it up.” me, mishearing: “don’t look up fucksaw” yoni: “a fucksaw is just, like, aggressive scissoring”

they went to the library, where saida wanted to look up the extradition laws (because these guys are specifically horny for the lore i hadn’t really thought about) and yoni wanted to look up ridium and also the contraptions they kept seeing around. meanwhile rhonia took a nap, maddela went busking, and sergei went to find the secret market where they can get magic tattoos.

yoni: “i would have subtitled it magic, the boring.” “well that’s why you haven’t written this book.”

yoni doesn’t find out much about ridium, but she does discover that most of the clockwork mechanisms around were built by gnomes, whose descendants still fix them.

saida: “i’m pre-law” “in that you do things before laws are made to stop you doing them.”

“all the books are very dry, very boring.” yoni: “title of your sex tape.”

“you’re unlikely to get deported unless you do some serious crimes. so prolly shouldn’t have paid for two weeks at the inn.”

there was also a bit about xalvador, who is a half-orc sex worker librarian who is happily married but having an affair with his work? gotta love the random character generator

“it’s like footloose but for prostitutes. buttloose.”

saida: “what do i roll to be extra charming?” “bluff.”

sergei finds the entrance to the criminal underworld, and also buys a little carved horse statue.

“the person selling horse statues is a gnome-” yoni: “he’s not working on clockwork? so he’s a failed gnome?”

the squad goes down and finds the magic tattoo parlor. inside is a very tall man (about eight feet) who wears long sweeping robes, has dark skin, and iridescent whitish hair. the squad decide he’s a drow for absolutely no reason.

he tells them they can get magical tattoos for the low price of 500 gold and a favor each. “it’ll only be five minutes of your time.”

saida: “oh but the favor’s gonna be sketchy.” “no, it’s not.” “OKAY! let’s do it!”

saida: “how often do i use wisdom?” “rarely.”

i am gettin’ off those zingers tonight!

sergei and saida each get two tattoos. sergei gets an elephant for intelligence and a fox for dexterity on his tiddies, while saida gets a peacock for charisma and an owl for wisdom on her hands. rhonia wants more charisma but requests a special version since she doesn’t like peacocks, so he does a picture of one of her face of the devourers on her chest. yoni gets one that will allow her to fly for six rounds a day, which looks like muhammad ali with desna’s butterfly wings. both she and sergei’s player drew beautiful renditions.

maddela stays back at the market to seek out some sketchy work, while the squad goes to a tavern called the paladin’s favor to find some less sketchy shit

when they come in, a rogue is trying to sell a party member of his that was turned to stone. the squad considers it before dropping the question.

the most interesting job they find is tracking down a seller of stolen magical items, who knows saida from her crime days. i renamed him jon bovi after a v good bon jovi imitation

saida: “there’s a statute of limitations. “no, the statue of limitations is over there being used as a coat rack”

the leader of the assassin’s guild, erris, asks for maddela’s credentials. maddela: “i’ve done some not very nice things”

maddela: “back in chillwater, well, we solved a murder” “that’s kind of the exact opposite of what i’m asking you to do.”

after telling erris about how she did very much stab lord acotar right in the asshole, erris offers maddela a chance at an open contract to murder the mayor, malkyn de bolbec.

maddela: “you can call me..... m.” saida: “.... for maddela.” “or MURDER.”

on her way out, maddela is surprised to see tarand, who stops her and asks to chat with her for a little while, and that’s when the session ends

[huntertales]

Preview: There's this Crappy Show Called “Supernatural.”  (Changing Channels S05E08)

Useful Links: Last Part | All Episodes Word Count: 2,027. A/N: This is by far the weirdest, and yet, most fun beginning of an episode I've ever done. (Including the opening of "Ghostfacers!" or Tall Tales. And that's my favorite episode of all time. This one takes the cake.) I decided to change things up a bit since this episode is the only episode that has a way different opening. I really hope you guys enjoy this!

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"Supernatural" is written before a live studio audience.

Dean Winchester has faced many obstacles and challenges during his hunting lifestyle of almost three decades. He'd been to Hell and back, been faced with some nasty demons along with not so friendly angels—including one that wanted to wear him like a cheap suit to prom, the apocalypse prom, that is. He tossed the can of cheese whizz back into the fridge and slammed the door shut after he'd gotten a little hungry this afternoon after giving up on that research his brother asked him to do. He faced the table where he'd prepared a sandwich with the food he'd found in the fridge. Only when he examined the creation that sat in the middle of the table, Dean realize he might have gone a little overboard with the ingredients stacked almost two feet high between two pieces of bread. You could say he might have bitten off more than he could chew.

Dean eyed the sandwich with a funny look, clearly, he was overwhelmed at what he'd done. He pursed out his lips and began trying to figure out how he could possibly take a first bite without getting all messy. He came out with one conclusion to solve this problem, "I'm gonna need a bigger mouth." The audience let out a laugh, finding the oldest Winchester's shenanigans always hilarious. Oh, when was that man ever going to learn? The front door to the motel opened just a few moments later by Sam, the always lovable rascal of a little brother. “Hey there, Sam. What’s happening?”

"Oh, nothing. Um..." Sam shut the door behind him and stepped inside more into the room. He let out a sigh and placed his hands on his hips while shrugging his shoulders, answering his brother with a playful and lighthearted tone, knowing the little goof they've pulled a few months ago was still lingering over their heads. "Just the end of the world." Dean nodded his head and found himself smiling, the audience let out a few chuckles before drifting off into silence. Sam looked over to the table when he took notice of the two foot tall sandwich sat right in the middle. His eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You're gonna need a bigger mouth." Dean threw out his hand when his brother said the exact same thing, the audience let out another roar of laughter at the brothers' famous way of repeating each other's lines. "Hey, uh, have you done your research yet with you?"

Research? Dean was caught off guard from the question he  should have known would be coming from his smarty pants of a little brother. He nervously licked his lips and subconsciously found his gaze lingering to the closed bathroom door for a moment of time, knowing what laid behind it. Dean quickly tore his gaze away as he pressed his fingertips together, trying his hardest to act calm while he told a little white lie to his brother. "Oh, yeah." Dean said with an almost convincing tone. "All kinds of research. All night."

"Yeah? Huh. You helped with the research and Y/N wasn't stuck with it—like always?" Sam asked. The audience let out a laugh while Dean looked away, a guilty smile spreading across his lips. "Speaking of Y/N, where is she?"

"Oh, Dean..." The door to the bathroom opened, and if timing was the oldest Winchester's best friend, it wasn't too happy with the man today. A roar of cheering erupted from the audience when you peeked your head out with a smile growing on your lips, greeting the scene for the first time. You opened the door wider to show that you weren't dressed in the usual uniform of flannel and dark worn out denim jeans. Leaning against the doorframe, you gave the oldest Winchester a smirk as you crossed your arms over your chest, letting him see what you were specifically wearing for him. A few 'oohs' and wolf whistled came from the audience when you were dressed in nothing more than a silky kimono robe that hit just above your knee, and with nothing more than pretty lingerie that was meant to be seen by the older Winchester himself. Dean nervously swallowed at the sight of you, and from how his little brother was starting to shake his head. Uh, oh. "We have some more 'research' to do."

The audience oohed again, but this time, it was because the oldest Winchester was caught up in his lie. Dean let out a quiet sigh as he slowly turned his head to look at his little brother, knowing this wasn't going to end very well. Sam tilted his chin down as he crossed his arms over his chest, obviously disappointed at the lie that he was told. "Dean..."

Dean looked straight ahead to say his famous catch phrase, "Son of a bitch!"

“Town to town two-lane roads The family biz Two huntin' bros and and a pretty cool gal Living the lie Just to get by-y-y-y...”

The fictional hunting lifestyle on the show Supernatural isn’t always fun and games for you and the boys. You have to venture into haunted houses and abandoned warehouses to catch the bad guy. But there's always some shenanigans going on between two best friends. you, the always cautious one, made sure to keep an eye out for any possible monsters as you backed around slowly of the house that was harboring a vengeful spirit, who sure wasn't choosing the dust and cobwebs as their next victim. As you slowly moved around her flashlight to examine the dusty furniture, you took another step backwards, unaware of the presence behind you.

You jumped out of her skin and quickly turned around to face the spirit you was hunting. Only it was the younger Winchester. Both of them let out a roar of a laugh from the accidental spook they gave each other. Sam placed a hand on her shoulder as you waved the flashlight underneath your face to make a scary which, which prompted the younger Winchester to laugh harder.

“As long as we're moving forward There's nothin' we can' do.”

Of course, sometimes the scares were a bit intentional. Hunting can be boring, and the cases that you and the boys take are false alarms. Just like that show Scooby Do, they teach you monsters who they hunt were just people dressed up as scary creatures. You decided to have a bit of fun. While you knew the younger Winchester was sent to do the daunting task of searching upstairs for any sort of clues like you told him to do.He looked around the mostly bare room, not seeing much evidence of a curse object. He headed over for the closet doors and began to slowly open them up, not expecting what was about to happen. 

You stood on the other side, and when you first saw him, you put her arms out in front of him and shouted "Boo!" to make him jump in fright. Sam quickly shut the doors and pressed his backside against the wood, his heart racing in fear at what he'd witnessed, not knowing just yet the figure in white was just you with a bedsheet draped over your body.

“Together, we'll face the day You and I won't run away.”

[Starring Jared Padalecki as Sam Winchester.]

Dean had two loves in his life. His once secret love for you, and the mint condition 1967 Chevy Impala, also known as Baby. You and Sam stood outside on a bright sunny day, nursing a cup of coffee as you watched the oldest Winchester tinkered around with the Impala with the hood open. When the job was done, Dean tried to lean for a kiss from you, but you backed away and wagged your index finger at him, knowing he was covered in grease. You tossed him a dirty rag to wipe his hands, but the man accidentally reached up and rubbed the sweat away from his forehead with his greasy hand. While the oldest Winchester finally started wiping his hands with the rag you tossed him, unaware of the accidental smudge across his forehead he'd made. 

Sam took notice when he started laughing and pointing a finger at the mishap. Dean furrowed his brow when you began laughing yourself, only when he realized what he'd done, the man let out a chuckle himself at the accidental goof he'd made.

[Jensen Ackles as Dean Winchester.]

But the boys don't always use the Impala as a mode of transportation. Together they powered up a two-seat bike, where they peddled across the park on this sunny afternoon, knowing they had an important task to complete. However, they couldn't help themselves when they got caught up in the moment. Sam let go of the handles and let his arms wave themselves in the air, as Dean kicked out his feet, both of them smiling like a bunch of idiots. You watched from the end of the sidewalk as they began peddling closer to you. You clapped and smiled at what they could do without getting hurt. When the boys arrived a few moments later, Dean jumped off the bike as Sam steadied it.

The older Winchester took out the flowers from the wicker basket and tried to secretly hide them behind his back. He approached you with a bashful smile when he moved his hands forward with the flowers. You were surprised by the unexpected gift from the man as you gingerly grabbed them. Pressing the fresh flowers to your nose, you took in a big sniff, smiling to yourself at the sweet floral aroma.

[Y/N Y/L/N starring as Y/N Y/L/N.]

A fun day in the park wouldn't be complete without you and the boys' new best friend, the friendly angel Cas. While the boys raced each other on mini scooters that were hilariously too small to their generous frame, you jumped onto the angel's back for a piggy back ride he wasn't expecting. He secured your legs with his hands before he started jogging around the park, both of you laughing from carefree day he was happily apart of.

[Misha Collins as Castiel.]

You cheered and hollered, playing the cheerleader for both teams as the boys competed a friendly game of tossing around a football. Sam stood a good distance away as he got ready to toss the ball to his brother. Dean watched with a close eye as the man slowly stretched his arm back, all before launching the ball into a perfect spiral. You nervously stood off in the sidelines as you began to chew on your nails, wondering if Dean was going to make that big catch. You watched the ball go flying straight up into the blue sky, all before landing right in the older Winchester's grip. You threw your hands up into the air and cheered at what you saw, Dean proudly did a touchdown, throwing the ball own at the grass.

To celebrate, Dean raced over to you, and without warning, he lifted you up into his arms bridal style as you were thrown into a fit of giggles. He smiled at you, all before, sharing a quick and romantic kiss. Sam, however, couldn't help himself but stick a finger into his mouth as he pretended to gag at the sign of affection from his brother and best friend.

[Guest starring Richard Speight Jr. as The Trickster.]

“Together we'll face the day… When the demons come out to pla-a-y...”

Of course, a long day of hunting wouldn't be complete without a couple of beers and burgers. You sat in the middle of the seating arrangement as the boys sat on each of your side. You lifted up your glass beer bottle, and to give a final hooray for a job well done, all of you clinked glasses and smiled. Almost as if there was a camera on you, and this was more than just a simple day of your life. You looked straight ahead, giving a sly wink. Not yet, at least.

[advrik]

A Farmer’s Recollection ~ Harvest Moon 20th Anniversary Celebration :: Part 1 [1998]

Last year - 2016 - was the 20th anniversary of the series in Japan. It didn’t get much traction here in the states obviously, but this year Natsume is hyping up the event with some big surprises and even its own hashtag: 

#HarvestMoon20th

And so, being the nostalgia junkie that I am, I am going to dive back into my past with the Harvest Moon series using my freakishly accurate long term memory. If you read my Zelda: Ocarina of Time Recollection [http://blu-cup.com/post/155697199530] then you will know what to expect from this.

Part 2: http://blu-cup.com/post/157175362955

Disclaimer: I have not actually played each and every game despite owning them all, so expect things to get skimpy post 2000. Also, though the series first hit the states in 1997, I didn’t actually play one until 1998.

A long, long time ago. In a front yard located somewhere in America. It was a hazy, late summer day in 1998, and a 10-year old me was about to flip through to a page in a gaming magazine that changed my gaming landscape forever.

It’s time to dive into the wayback machine.

Prologue [Summer 1998]

The sky looked like it could break at any time, but I didn’t care too much. I was 10 years old and everything was great. I sat on a wooden bench swing that hung from an arch that my father built the previous year, flipping the pages at an old gaming magazine. What the publication was I do not remember, but I keep thinking Gamepro or Gamefan. Beside me sat my favorite wooden sword that I used to save the world daily with, which I still have to this very day; Albeit in a broken and weathered state. 

My nephew had come to visit for the summer as he always did. And while I flipped through the pages of the magazine, he and my other siblings played around. 

I had always been a sort of lover of nature and homely things. A lot of the games I’d play as a kid always had me and my siblings living in a small village and just going about village life, void of danger but high on adventure. Like tasks that involved us taking care of animals, or traveling far from the village(aka, your back yard) to collect ingredients for food. That sort of enjoyment of that sort of life started very early on, with myself even halting progression in RPGs just to form little stories for myself as I hung around the villages. Secret of Mana and A Link to the Past were two such titles I did that a lot with. It’s no wonder really that I love Animal Crossing as much as I do.

With that knowledge, imagine how I must have felt when flipping over to this magical dual advertisement that advertised two upcoming Gameboy games on a single page.

 Rise up with the sun, water the crops, feed the animals and visit town all before lunchtime.*

There were a few screenshots of Harvest Moon GB set in front of the cover art that was blown up to cover much of the page. It billed the game as a “Farming RPG” and that blew my little mind. It sounded like a concept that was made for me, I knew I had to have it. Down below that was the second half of the ad: One for Legend of the River King, which was advertised as a Fishing RPG. I always loved fishing growing up and even owned a few games for the SNES, so I knew I had to have it too.

My Christmas list for the year was basically made up at that point: Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, Harvest Moon GB, Legend of the River King GB and Pokemon Red Version.

Fast forward to the end of August. It’s a cool Sunday morning and some early autumn air was creeping alongside summer breeze. It’s my grandmothers birthday and everyone in the house is gearing up to go out and do some noontime shopping. I was sitting on the couch in the den, watching an old repeat of Waynehead when my father calls me out to the side of the house to show me a dead snake he found. Classic dad.   After that, we’re all ready and we head out to town. Our first stop is at Hollywood Video with their awesome $5 for 1 Week rental deal. I head straight for the SNES games as I always did, which at this point the selection was quickly dwindling, being overrun by PSX and (to a lesser extent) Nintendo 64. 

That’s when I see it: An actual Super Nintendo version of Harvest Moon. I didn’t think that I would actually have it, let alone actually finding it for rent. But sure enough, sitting behind that beautiful box art was an empty plastic case that signaled that it was in stock and available. I quickly snatched it up and took it up to the checkout counter, handed them the $6 my father gave me and then made a bolt out the door and back to the family van.

Harvest Moon SNES [Summer 1998]

While the rental copy of Harvest Moon at Hollywood Video was eventually stolen, I ended up with this copy via my nephew whom found it at a pawn shop years later. I like to believe that it is the stolen copy I rented in 1998 and it somehow found its way back to me.

With game in hand, we completed our chores for that day and then headed home. We had bought a cake and some ice cream for my grandmother, but at that point I was only thinking about one thing: Farming my heart out.

I wasted zero time in plugging that bad boy into my Super Nintendo, which was sitting beside my TV in front of the only window in my room. I sat atop my bed and my nephew sat on the floor and watched me play for a good three hours. I made it all the way to the first summer and was doing very poorly. Barely cleared any of my farm, had a few crops growing, no friendships. I think I was just enjoying this new found freedom that I had yet to experience in any game before it; living out my days from dusk to dawn, dancing in the rain, foraging for wild food, caring for animals and my small garden. It was an experience that I knew I had to own, that I wanted to experience often. I knew that I needed the Gameboy release.

The last thing I remember of my very first playthrough was my nephew and I trying to grow the biggest tomato possible. We had no idea that it couldn’t be done, but it was that sort of experimenting that I enjoyed and still enjoy to this day.

In 1999, I managed to rent the game again and this time I made some legit progress, managing to upgrade my house and even visit the Golden Chicken. I at one point had the run on a VHS tape, but recorded over it with You Lucky Dog for some stupid reason.

I got so into Harvest Moon that decided I wanted to be a farmer for the 1998~1999 time period. We had a custom built storage shed in the corner of the backyard that I was going to convert into a chicken coop so that I could buy some chickens to raise. I wanted to start my own garden and start getting up later than 10am when I didn’t have school. I even bought one of those little farm playsets that came with a little farmer, various animals and some accessories inside of a plastic silo. It was pretty sweet.

Harvest Moon GB [Christmas, 1998]

Christmas 1998 was the Christmas that would change the lives of millions of kids and set in motion the gears of the biggest franchise we’re ever likely see in our lifetime. 

Now 11-years old (and none the wiser), I was hyped for Christmas. Early December that year was pretty chill, weather-wise. A lot of cold, dark days. It remained that way right up to the week of Christmas, where we got hit with a pretty big ice storm that left us not with a white Christmas, but a cold, crackly one. Luckily, no power was lost.

The gifts I received for Christmas that year were all pretty great. A few Zelda figures, An airsoft gun, some rollerblades. Even an air hockey table! ...that we eventually left out in the rain. Oh and a few little games you probably never heard of: Zelda: Ocarina of Time, Pokemon Red Version, Legend of the River King. Oh and Harvest Moon GB.

It was finally in my possession! A Harvest Moon game to call my very own. It was the sweetest thing ripping off that wrapping paper and seeing those two farmers sitting atop that stack of crops. Finally there would be no rushing to see everything in the game as I now owned it for myself and could take things at a slower pace.

Only, it wasn’t the same game. The layout of the farm, the music and the way it played were all the same, but there was no town that you could traverse or a mountainside to forage in. Only a menu-based town with six buildings you could ‘visit’ and some dank mines underneath your tool shed.

But you know what? It did not matter in the least. There was a Harvest Moon game sitting in my Super Gameboy and it was mine, all mine. And boy, did I ever play it a lot. In-between Pokemon and Ocarina of Time sessions, I was tending to crops and caring for animals and clearing out my fields! Grampa was giving me mad praise... for the first two year. I never did quite achieve Ranch Master until a few years back when the game hit the 3DS Virtual Console. I never obtained the pick-axe or umbrella, just the fishing pole and farm extensions. 

I remember shortly after Christmas, while I was stumbling around on the strange world that was the internet. We had only owned a PC for a few weeks at that point and I was just learning how to browse away from the AOL homepage. Heck I still remember having to ask my parents to take me to “that places that sells stuff” just so I could look at toys and game that people had for sale. eBay was a much different place back then.

I learned of Gamefaqs pretty early on, and it was there that I discovered a glitch that was found in the original black and white version of the game, and that was if you watered the egg that sat closest to the shipping bin, it would glitch out and you could pick it up an unlimited number of times, effectively giving you an unlimited amount of money.

Harvest Moon GB kept me busy for a good year, up until around the time that Harvest Moon 64 came out  in 1999. More on that in part 2 of ‘A Farmer’s Recollection’. 

And so concludes the origin story of how I found my way onto the fields that Marvelous and Natsume had cultivated for me. In the next issue, I delve into the Golden Years of the series and focus on 1999 and 2000 with the releases of Harvest Moon 64 and Harvest Moon: Back to Nature and the tears and annoyances that surrounded my quest to obtain them.