Pokemon HeartGold and SoulSilver: Take Me Back to Johto

I’m not yet sure how I feel about the re-release of Pokemon Silver and Gold for the DS. I mean, I’ll be totally honest with you, here—I want a Lugia. And I don’t think I’ll have any moral objections about kneecapping kids to be first in line.
At first, I was kind of grossed out that Nintendo would be re-releasing the games “so soon,” even though both are getting significant revamps. Then I read that “HeartGold” and “SoulSilver” will also serve as tributes to the ten-year-old games. My God. My God. Just how old am I?
In my heart(Gold), I know all my angst and denial is moot. Pokemon Gold and Silver are two games that are more than worthy of modern updates. Their depth is astounding, for Game Boy games. I remember being blown away by the very concept of time-based gameplay, which let you search for and capture nocturnal Pokemon.
I also have to admit that no franchise tickles my sense of adventure more than Pokemon. Think about all the RPG heroes over the years who have invited you to slay dragons, demons, or some moron who thought he was God. How often did you feel like you were actually part of the adventure, and not just a sack of meat whose only function was to hit “A”? Pokemon presents a game world I would actually love to live in, if it existed: no school, no job, no parents. Just you, the open road, and your Pokemon on a pleasantly rambling quest to become a man/woman. No bullies, no pressing eyes, no criticism about your spotty face and dog-eared Playboy stash.
What kid wouldn’t want an adventure to help slide him or her past those awkward teenage years?
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I dunno. I don’t remember seeing a single bathroom in Pokeland.
Plenty of tall grass, though.
And have a bidoof bite off my junk? No f-ing way.
Wow. Gotta love the comments.
Johto is nice to watch, I know them all