There were others
that did the same. In the early 90’s consoles were considered a luxury
item and though there were few of us back then, we were quickly
conscripted into two clear factions.
Depending on how we chose, our
interactions and friendships would change dramatically.
Between them and us there was a single question.
Nintendo or Sega?
had to take a side. There was no excuse, no third option, no cries of
“I’m not playing”, you had no choice but to pick a side and commit – it
was that important!
It may surprise you given my love
of a certain tights wearing, ocarina playing, Master sword wielding elf
(I still maintain that my favourite video game series of all time is The Legend of Zelda) but my answer during the war was… well… “Sega”.
are a few reasons as to why, first and foremost because the only
consoles in my household (other than the Commodore and an Atari) were a
Sega Mastersystem and the Sega Mega Drive (Genesis for yanks). But even
then, this choice wasn’t exactly made wholly by me. I was far too young
to buy my own console and any input I had was ill informed and laced
with ignorance. Like most kids who just want something so blindly, I
subscribed to the “That one!” acquisition principle.
I specifically remember my Dad always wanting me to play 2-Player Columns with him after school and on weekends Mum and I would see who could get the furthest in Alex Kidd in Wonderland before losing all our lives – we hadn’t yet bought a save card – back in the dark ages before internal hard drives.
Irrelevant of how influential I had been on the selection of the brand, I stood by the decision passionately.
I idolised the Sonic the Hedgehog
games, read the comics and always felt proud when I was able to explain
to my friends that Dr Robotnik used to be called Dr Kintobor before he
became a fat, evil, animal hoarding maniac.
before the advent and rise of the internet, attaining tidbits of
knowledge was considered an inside trade, which added to the amazement
of my school friends when I pointed out that “Robotnik is Kintobor
I quickly became the go-to-girl for all
things Sonic and I was incredibly proud… until certain other kids in
school acquired SNES’. Then all anyone cared about was stupid Mario and
his lanky brother.
I didn’t get it. To my younger self,
the idea of a game about plumbers sounded boring. A blue sprinting
hedgehog might have sounded crazy but we were living in a world where
McDonald’s kids parties were all the rage and a giant rat taught four
mutant turtles to fight an organisation of purple ninjas! A blue
hedgehog was run-of-the-mill by comparison.
Sonic the Hedgehog 2
was fun, the level design was interesting and you saved defenceless
animals from a mad scientist – it was practically charity! How could I
go from rescuing cute animals to locating a Princess stupid enough to
let herself get caught over and over? Although, we all know she secretly
wanted to, right? How else would Bowser have so many kids?! Too much?
You just can’t handle the truth!
As far as the 16-bit
consoles went, the Mega Drive had the superior processing power and
speed, the only thing the SNES seemed to have over it was a multitude of
RPGs titles and an exponentially growing fan base. After months of peer
pressure, I eventually discovered the genre and caved… then begged my
parents for a SNES.
Sadly, Father Christmas brought me
a bike that year (stupid fat man, never forgave him). Subsequently, I
never owned a NES or a SNES. Sure, I’d played on the NES at my cousin’s
house and it was there I discovered the Zelda series but I never
owned a Nintendo console until the N64. That was the advent of my
Nintendo days, my teenage rebellion had begun. Mario Kart, Super
Mario 64, Ocarina of Time, Majora’s Mask, Bomberman 64, Turok: Dinosaur
Hunter, Goldeneye, Doom, Earthworm Jim.
I was a full on Nintengirl, and Sega slowly fell away.
is, until I was seduced by Sony in my late teens with their shiny
Playstation. Long gone were the stalwart days of my youth, when I
vehemently fought in the Sega corner before finally succumbing years
later. I had a little money, I knew how to manipulate my parents, I did
as I pleased, I saw the PS1 and I bought it. Ha! But deep down I still
retained that distorted sense of loyalty, which lay dormant until
sometime in the mid 2000s.
It was around this time that I bought an Xbox from a friend for £60 and I thank God I found Halo.
My Xbox opened me up to the notion of a gaming community. I had regular
LAN parties and friends over to play games. It was amazing. Which made
it all the more difficult to watch Sega’s defeat and Nintendo selling
casual gamers and families, from the corner of my eye.
“Sega or Nintendo?” question is “Xbox 360 or PS3?” and it’s still quite
the rivalry. Unlike the brief period of mass financial success (when
everyone owned an Xbox, a PS2 AND a Gamecube – myself included), people
have to choose again. There are those who don’t take sides and own
all… those who have the money and neutrality of Switzerland.
Part of me wants to be Swiss; I kind of want to purchase a PS3 but I feel too involved in the
Xbox 360 Community to let it go… that and I’ve got a pretty decent
gamerscore and wouldn’t want to leave it behind for the Playstation
trophy room equivalent.
The war will always continue and though the consoles may change, the
faction loyalty can not. Hundreds of pounds/dollars for the console,
hundreds for the peripherals and hundreds for the game, my war chest
simply cannot accommodate playing both sides.
there will always be that little girl in me, with a judgemental frown on
her face, feet planted firmly in the ground and a copy of Sonic the Hedgehog 2 grasped tightly in her hands.