Something was bothering me. None of the games I had installed were satisfying me today for some reason.
I had some urge deep down to play something specific, but what could it be? Something was gnawing at me, an urge not unlike something obsessive-compulsive.
I went through games from Baldur's Gate to Carmageddon to Mechwarrior 4 to Battlefield 2142 to Knights of the Old Republic to X3 Reunion and many more, but none were 'hitting the spot' - none of them were 'that' game that I had a craving for.
Then it hit me - Redemption. I needed to play Redemption.
I cracked open the jewel case and placed the shiny, pristine VtMR Disc 1 into my dvd-drive.
I ran setup.exe, I got an error, I ran it again in Compatibility mode, I got no error.
The familiar music began to play as I clicked my way through the EULA and the size-options - A wave of nostalgia hit me like a punch to the stomach.
The installer reached 51%, it asked for the second disc, I put it in. The nostalgia had grown to a point where I had butterflies in my stomach and bottles of vitae, rusty broadswords and torch_u's clouded my vision.
The installation continued its painfully slow routine. It hit 100%. It finished the installation.
I patched Vampire.exe to 1.1.
I ran Vampire.exe
It asked me for my cd-key - I entered it.
I sat back, wondering what took me so long to come back to this game, and now here I am.
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Over-dramatised? Just a little bit. But the nostalgia really did hit me that hard.
Why does an admittedly mediocre-but-memorable Diablo-clone elicit such a strong response from me?
Is it because I spent the most part of 4 years of my life playing it, modding it, learning its idiosyncracies and getting to know its guts?
Is it because I learned to code in java on this game?
Is it because I learned how to create 3d models on this game?
Is it because this game warranted my first ever 'major' mod project?
Is it because this game truly introduced me to the joys of game-modification, a hobby that has provided me with hours upon hours of satisfaction since the first time I opened the .NOT editor?
I don't know.
Probably a mix of all of the above - But damn.. 2 years after I last played it and the memories really come flooding back.
I look through my work for the PseudoWoD mod, seeing the amateurish mistakes, the telltale signs of a newbie coder, the unfinished models, the created-by-accident textures.... and I want to finish it.
I want to finish PsuedoWoD and bring it up to a playable 2.0 release version.
How many people still play this game online? 200 in total, 20 at any given time?
That doesn't seem to matter right now - This mod demands to be finished and I think I'm going to do it..
When I question myself about this idea, I see my own madness. I don't have time for this, I'm in Uni now, I'm doing piano grade exams, I'm playing with my band - But somehow I know I'll make time for it.
I'm fairly certain there's at least 1 other person on this forum who can empathise with this experience, if not more.
Strange, isn't it?
(I obviously haven't discarded my bad habit of writing exceedingly long-winded, boring forum-posts in all my time away)