This looks like some Nintendogs shit and those fuckers were immortal. You’d forget to play for a year and it would still be an 8 week old puppy ready to play, just covered in filth
By the DS they even stopped using watch batteries to power the save chip in the game cart, as they started using save ram that didn’t need to stay powered on to keep the save.
At least on older game carts the little save battery could die after around a decade or more, finally releasing your beloved Pokemon waiting for you back into the ether.
These puppies? Unless the nearly infinitely impossible happens and enough cosmic rays hit the save RAM chip to flip enough bits and completely corrupt them, they are doomed to wait there for your return forever.
What’s far more likely is that maybe only a few rays hit them. Then who knows how long they’ll be trapped just partially corrupted but still as valid data? Untold eons of experiencing the deformation of who and what you are, waiting and hoping for the many changes to become too much so you can writhingly and suddenly cease.
What I’m getting at is that we should all take hammers to our old game carts. It’s the only safe way to release the poor spirits trapped in all the save data.
Definitely not a scheme to increase rarity so I can sell these seven copies of nintendogs I got from multiple family members. Maybe at a markup. Nope.
This looks like some Nintendogs shit and those fuckers were immortal. You’d forget to play for a year and it would still be an 8 week old puppy ready to play, just covered in filth
That’s even worse though. Immortal dogs are out there, dirty and unloved. Fucking hell.
By the DS they even stopped using watch batteries to power the save chip in the game cart, as they started using save ram that didn’t need to stay powered on to keep the save.
At least on older game carts the little save battery could die after around a decade or more, finally releasing your beloved Pokemon waiting for you back into the ether.
These puppies? Unless the nearly infinitely impossible happens and enough cosmic rays hit the save RAM chip to flip enough bits and completely corrupt them, they are doomed to wait there for your return forever.
What’s far more likely is that maybe only a few rays hit them. Then who knows how long they’ll be trapped just partially corrupted but still as valid data? Untold eons of experiencing the deformation of who and what you are, waiting and hoping for the many changes to become too much so you can writhingly and suddenly cease.
What I’m getting at is that we should all take hammers to our old game carts. It’s the only safe way to release the poor spirits trapped in all the save data.
Definitely not a scheme to increase rarity so I can sell these seven copies of nintendogs I got from multiple family members. Maybe at a markup. Nope.
They actually stop recognizing your voice, but I am not sure as it could also be people growing up. I never played any game of that series.
Meanwhile, the tamagotchi and digimon corpses don’t even smell anymore cuz they’re just bones.
The endless torture of eternally being stuck in time.
I imagine this is what Alexa goes through when no one talks.
When you turn off the mic on a Google home and all it can say is “your microphone is off”
But how does it know when to say that?
You will have to ask it.