Where In The World Is Carmen Sandiego My PS2 Memory Card!
I don't consider myself a very materialistic person. When I opted for the XBOX360 Elite over the other systems, it was out of compassion for all the struggling XBLA developers whose games I would invest in; when I swapped my old Sony CRT for a slick Toshiba Regza 40-inch Plasma, the purchase was motivated by my love of brow-furrowing documentaries on human rights. If you could spend Nintendo reward points on homeless kitten shelters, I would already have the URL bookmarked.
In periods of reprieve in between selfless giving, I like to tinker on the videogame consoles of yesteryear. Looking around my dusty attic this morning, I saw the PlayStation2 sitting there, underneath a teetering stack of Vogue back issues. Suddenly my heart skipped a beat as I remembered the many faithful years Mr. P Station had stared at me with his Bowie-style blue and green eyes, spinning discs in his tummy and never ever crashing out. I took some time to vacuum his vents, then wired him up.
I was nervous. Spending so much time with XBOX360, I was high on the sparkly of 1080p. The big black beast had me hooked on the arm-chopping Viking all this month, so going back to PS2 I needed something special; I needed old school intensity. Friends had come to visit and I had to play something at least slightly social. So I get Gitaroo Man down off the shelf. This is one of my most favourite games of all time, with its hug me graphics and **** me gameplay, you'd be hard pressed to find a more satisfying immediate experience on PS2.
I boot the machine up, it asks me if i want to load/create a new save, there is a memory card in the machine. I say load. Computer says no. There is no Gitaroo Man save file on this card! That can't be right, I have a full completion recorded somewhere. Anyway who cares; I try to play with the gritty determination of Halo youth gone wild. Things didn't go well; that Shark on level 3 humiliated my unpractised paws much to the amusement of my onlookers. Exasperated I went on an insane hunt for the memory card that could vouch for the long lost skills needed to complete the game. I have been searching ever since. I figure losing a card is like losing a photo album; it doesn't destroy the experience you once had, but it prevents you from boring your friends with it later on at your discretion. Little grey PS2 memory card, please come home!
Has anyone else ever lost a memory card? If so tell me about it. I need a support group!
SuperSpecialDavey
Posted to Hot Stuff on 20 April 2008
· Comments (6)
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That shark is nothing! The emo metal opera boy was the hardest part of Gitaroo Man for me.
Yes! D: I've lost a card before, I felt like I lost a piece of myself lol. I later found it in an old video game case I had stored away, but for those couple days it sucked. True that Opera man kicked my ass.
I've never had issues losing memory cards. I've always had issues of losing a specific memory card amoungst many many memory cards. (Aside from the unique Lara Croft shaped one.) I always had too many cards, and would have to sit and go through them all to find the right save files for countless games. What a hassle! Thanks for internal memories!
That's nothing, I had my card stolen over a year ago while working at Ohayocon. I was just up to the Pirates of the Caribbean part of KHII too, didn't even have the nerve to start over until recently.
My ex-husband took my PS2 card with all my save games when he moved out a few years ago. Apparently, we'd been using his PS2 and he failed to take the card out and leave it with me (but he left all of his games behind, too... *shrug*)
I never lost one, but I did have one die on me and stop writing new information. Apparently, the flash memory can only be overwritten so many times before it becomes unstable. So I bought a new one. Happy ending.