There is an even larger amount of game options to play now. The newly released Puyo Puyo Tetris 2 is jam packed for fans of the original. And as I have continued to play for the sake of this essay, I discovered a new answer to my friend’s question. However, with the release of Puyo Puyo Tetris 2 I haven’t been able to find anyone to play with aside from the online matchmaking system. Hell, even match-three games utilize the social nature of asking for help to progress further. I remember my elderly grandmother breaking out the neon green N64 and her single game, The New Tetris, for my parents, aunts and uncles to play. The colorful characters and pieces dropping onto a board with fun shouts on the couch are an easy appeal to many. Puzzle fighters are a great genre for bonding because of the venues they provide for interpersonal interaction. Rather, I have been thinking about how the original game forged my strongest relationship with my best friend and how we aren’t able to play the sequel together. Even though it is a game designed around management, it isn’t necessarily the reason this memory returned to me. I’ve been thinking about this moment because I have been playing a bit of Puyo Puyo Tetris 2. Why games? Because they always made my life easier to manage. As an awkward 16 year old who faced a lot of social anxiety, and consequently depression, on top of being raised in a strange, emotionally challenging environment, I had never asked the question “ why games?” It was something that was always a given. In reply he asked, “Why do we always have to play games when we spend time together?” It was a question I wasn’t prepared for. We had just finished a walk and I asked if we could have a fun Borderlands session together. We walked miles to just talk with each other about cheerful nothings. We did stupid things we spent our entire part time job paychecks on sugar cookies and juice. A good friend had been staying at my house for the entire week.
However, there is a moment from the summer of 2010 I have been thinking about recently.
With self-destructive tendencies, the toxic social norms that maintain violence, and being alienated for acting “so gay,” I pretty much shredded all those brain cells ages ago. My memories of high school are, at best, hazy.
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