First Game: Pokémon Yellow
It actually took me a while to think of this one. Unable to remember my first game, I was torn between the first game I ever played (probably Bomberman or Castlevania IV or Yoshi's Island or some other SNES game) and the first console game I owned (Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 3). Then I remembered this fella, which was, in fact. my Very First Game.
How well I remember getting it. On the night my family and I were getting ready to return home from Thailand (I'm 99% sure that was the same trip as this
), my parents and grandmother decided to throw a surprise going away/birthday party (the birthday being mine, although not on that very date). Knowing that I was a young PokéFreak, and since they had brought their Game Boy (not Color, or Advance, just Game Boy), they got me this. Needless to say, I was thrilled. I spent all of the night before poring over the instruction manual, and the next day I started playing on the plane ride back.
It was a magical, if somewhat frustrating experience. I made several rookie mistakes (I was like, seven, and I wasn't really knowledgeable gaming-wise to begin with) - filling up my party with Pidgey, Rattata, Caterpie; selecting to "Toss" an item because I thought that meant I would throw it and knock an obstacle out of my way; giving my rival the same name as myself (why is it that everyone named their Rival "???" in GSC, but no one thought Oak was referring to you
when he said "Erm... what was his name again?" Who honestly forgets their grandson's name??? All due respect to those with Alzheimer's, of course.) - but it was eye-opening, to say the least. My save file got corrupted, leaving me with the name "AAAAA" - so you can guess what my rival ended up as - and I got seriously stuck in Viridian Forest, but I loved it just the same and made it all the way up to Misty before I found myself unable to locate Viridian City. Then, disaster struck - my cartridge died (it was actually the Game Boy's battery that died, but I was too young to know the difference). I bawled for a bit, then replaced it with a copy of Blue. And that's more or less how I got to be where I am today.
Much later, I found my copy of Yellow, and (somewhat regrettably) started a new file. I can safely say that it still holds the same magic that I first expereinced at age seven. Thanks for the nostalgia, Pikachu.