Pokémon Super Mystery Dungeon has given me so extremely heavy otherkin feelings today. Fuck man, I'm an emotional mess, what a good fucking game. I never want to go back to the human world. I don't want to go back to being human. I'm happy as a Riolu and I can't believe how much this game just fucking GETS me... I felt spoken to by it. I'm in TEARS.
Like, no, this game is not Explorers of Sky. Its story stumbles and messes up all over the place with the pacing and twists and some of the characters are written poorly. But...my god, the writers crafted a story SO amazing and fantastic to tell, and I LOVE Scallop. I love my partner. I love BEING a Riolu with him. I don't want anything more than to be a Riolu. I thank the writers SO much for giving me that.
I could tell within every line of this game, that the writers, most of all, were having FUN with it, trying crazy things, passionately making a story that goes HARD and takes you on a roller coaster that just keeps tugging you here and there. It's a story that leaves you completely out of breath when you finish it. And sure, it's rough around the edges, but god if their enjoyment in crafting it doesn't shine through in every single part.
And more of all. This game decided to directly speak to me, directly to my heart. Directly to my aching otherkin Riolu heart. Directly to the traumatised teenager I was, who cried every night wishing to be a Riolu forever and ever. Fuck man...just fuck.
