What are some good video game books?

What are some good video game books?

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Not that one.

>Official List of Sup Forums visual kino
>SMB3 Brick by Brick
>Ready Player One
>The Legend of the 10 Elemental Masters
>Minecraft Jokes for Kids! (Book 1 and 2)

Accept no substitutes

Masters of Doom.

>bob chipman

Something I found out recently is that the Animorphs books are seriously fucked up

(There are several animorphs videogames so this is relevant)

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Mite b cool

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>ready player one

Are you fucking 15? That thing is the most hackneyed trash I've ever read. The guy in it has a deloreon with nightridets kit lights and the ghostbusters logo on the side for gods sake.

I'm reading Console Wars right now. It's pretty good. It's a narrative telling of the rise of Sega, particularly its American branch. It's not exactly a clinical explanation, as its told from the perspective of Tom Kalinske, but it's enjoyable.

Opening prologue talks about how the guy originally worked for Matchbox, and was sent out on a trip to Spain to figure out why the cars weren't selling in the country.

Turns out there was a massive counterfeiting ring there, and when he asked a taxi to head over to the headquarters of the company, he was taken to where they were producing bootleg copies. Even made a phone call in the building before realizing he needed to get the fuck out there before he got his fingers chopped off.

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Why isn't there a hole in the side of that box?

Have you not read it?
>the climactic reveal of SMB3 is burned - no, seared - into my memory the way JFK’s assassination was for my parents’ generation... or the way 9/11 would be for mine a scant 12 years from then…
>In my memories, the Great Console Wars dragged on like my own private Vietnam, and it didn’t help that I was still constantly in trouble at school and in and out of therapy at the time for anger, attention and authority issues.
>Mario and Luigi were born in the Mushroom Kingdom? That doesn’t make any sense! How’d they grow up in Brooklyn, then? Were they sent there at some point, like Superman, unaware of their real origins? And how were they Italian-Americans if they came from a world with no Italy and no America
>On July 1st of 2012, I officially moved out of the home I’d lived in for 31 years of my life. The home where I’d taken my first steps. The home where I’d said my first words. The home where I’d fired up my first NES, played through countless games, and developed a love of gaming that now culminates in this book. The home where I’d played “Super Mario Bros. 3” for the first time… and where I’d just finished playing through it one more time.

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Post the excerpt about the kid.

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Look at the post again.

I was standing in the November cold outside of a local Target whose website had listed WiiUs as being “in stock.” Having worked in retail for so long, I knew that could be misleading – more likely than not, they’d mis-scanned the pre-orders they were still holding for customers (this was only two days post-launch) as general-stock. That turned out to be the case, incidentally… but it was still worth a shot.
After about 20 minutes of waiting, I was joined by another pair of early birds: a young mother and her two children. One was a boy of about six or eight, and the other was a toddler whose gender was undeterminable as he/she was wrapped in a solid cocoon of winter-wear and cradled against their mom’s shoulder. I got the sense that we may have been there for the same thing – they likely picking up a pre-order, me hoping there was stock beyond the pre-orders – and I could tell this despite the fact that we only said “hello” to one another…
Not by some psychic intuition, I stress, but because the boy was making it pretty clear: he was excitable to the point of bouncing, and his attire told the rest of the tale: Mario t-shirt, Mario baseball cap, Mario backpack, even Mario sneakers. The kid was a walking advertisement for NSMBWii-era Mario. I looked down at him, smiled, nodded. He looked up at me, realizing (before I did, honestly) that I also happened to be wearing a Mario shirt – one from my era (SMB2 character-select screen, to be precise) with a look of quizzical surprise: “this big older guy knows Mario, too?”
Yes I do, kid. Yes I do.

>GBA (and soon enough a DS) was my constant companion, particularly useful for passing time sitting in the car after work, waiting for the rest of the house to go to sleep before heading home. …I promise that last part isn’t actually as sad as it sounds.

>claims SMB3 to be the best game ever made
>SMW is better

Really makes you think

>Minecraft Jokes for Kids! (Book 1 and 2)
THERE'S A SECOND BOOK?!?!

There are so many fucking good quotes from that book
>I was told – in feverish, excited terms – that gaming had “matured,” but from my perspective it had merely aged… and even then only into adolescence. The childlike (and, yes, occasionally child-ish) innocence of gamer culture I remembered had morphed into the persona of an ignorant, hormone-fueled, id-driven teenage boy: violently resentful of women, fiercely protective of privilege, eager to prove machismo, and utterly contemptible. Of course, this culture despised the Wii – representing as it did a fusion of all that they sought not to be: a group activity where they cultivated detachment, colorful and exuberant where they prized darkness and edginess, and inherently foreign (it was easily the most proudly Japanese-feeling trend American Families had happily adopted since the Suburban Koi Pond) where they’d come to worship the digital-age version of “American Muscle.”
>In the final moments of the game, when players face off against a mysterious final villain named Tabuu, none other than Sonic the Hedgehog appears out of nowhere to mortally wound the enemy (and unlock himself as a playable character) and allow for the story to conclude.
>To say that playing through “Subspace Emissary” was close to a religious experience for me in general (Link meets Yoshi! R.O.B. Stormtroopers! Kirby blowing up Bowser and Ganondorf’s giant space-cannon!) would be putting it mildly, but even after that seeing Mario and Sonic together in a “real” game – and able to fight one another, no less! – felt more like real, genuine closure than it had any right to for a grown man.
>Mario is still here.
>So am I.
>I’d like to think that – if possible – we would thank one another for that.
An amazing mirror into the mind of a completely stunted man-child.

There was gonna be a third but it was destroyed!

ohh fuck you that got me

Bob also thinks NES slowdown will crash the game.

I sincerely wish the worst upon you

never had a crash because of slowdown but I used to like to see how slow I could get it

theres a room in the original Zelda with a ton of darknuts and I would throw the boomerang and shot an arrow to see it come to a crawl and manage those fuckers better
after you kill a few the slowdown stops

I looked through it before, it didn't seem that good
He doesn't even discuss any of the harder difficulties

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>visual kino
Movies are visual, you fucking retard.

How so?
Also checked

Game Boys.

>Anthony Burch

Didn't they turn one of the kids into a rat then left him to die alone in the middle of the ocean or something?