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Speaking of dreams...

  • Marrend
  • 09/26/2011 06:48 PM
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I wanted to post this blog after everything about the 2011 Summer Games event was said and done. However, since posting this shouldn't effect the judging at this point anyway, I figured, why not?


As the front page notes, portions of this game were inspired by dreams that I actually had when I was younger. The precise content of those dreams have faded with time, but allow me to share with you what I remember. Excuse the use of the hide tag, but there are potential spoilers to be had.


"Flying Dish Dream"

The Dream:
I was in the backyard of my house, and my dad handed me this dinner plate. I held it on my chest, and I was able to fly. I couldn't control how I flew at all, but I could fly.
Actually, in other dreams that involve me flying, I'm never able to control the direction in which I fly. Indeed, there was this one dream that I was flying in the exact opposite direction I wanted to go, but I woke up after realizing (in-dream) that I could, potentially, go into space.

How does this dream pertain to the game? Instead of allowing player to fly uncontrollably, I gave them more controlled "jump points". Perhaps, somewhere down the line, I can use this basic idea for something akin to a hook-shot maze.


"Winter Home"

The Dream:
This dream is probably the hardest dream to relay, but I will try.
I was in this house, all wood-furnished. I went down a staircase. On my right, there was... something. Forgive my lack of memory on this point. Whatever it was, it had an eye over it. I don't think I was into Tolkien at the time, so I've no idea were a singular eye could possibly come from. Anyway, on my left was the door to the outside. Of course, the season for the dream was winter. That it was snowing outside was "proof" enough for me.
I'm not sure if I can relay this idea with any amount of accuracy, but I knew that if I opened the door, stuck a portion of my hand out that door, whatever portion of my hand that was out of the door would be magically (for lack of a better term) dressed for winter. As the rest of my body left the house, the parts that left the threshold of the house would be similarly dressed.

How does this pertain to this game? The cottage that is essentially your base of operations was based off of this dream. The switching off between "normal" Francesca to "mystic" Francesca and visa-versa was supposed to relay the idea of this switch, but I can only do so much with the skills that I have.


"Hero"

The Dream:
This is actually a conglomeration of dreams that I've had over the years. Dreams than involve me having super powers, or very magic-like abilities. In those dreams, I need but to wave my arm, and awesome things would happen. Of course, I couldn't move said arm for the life of me for whatever reason (more control issues, I guess), but that's besides the point.

How does this pertain to this game? Both the "Mystic" and "Heroine" forms that Francesca takes have properties that can be associated with this dream.


"Starting From Scratch"

The Dream:
In this dream, I wake up, and ran into the front door. Yes, I literally ran into it. I woke up again, and repeated the process. Yes, I literally ran into the front door again. After a few failed attempts to "wake up" for a "third" time, my mother wanted to know what I was up to. Suffice it to say, I wasn't dreaming the second time around.

How does this pertain to this game? The end of the game sees Francesca more or less exactly where she started. With that sequence, I wanted to raise some questions:
1: Was Francesca dreaming?
2: Is she dreaming now?
3: Where does the boundary of dreams and reality lie?
Perhaps I fail to raise any, or all, of these questions. However, I'd like to think that I made an attempt.


Granted, as far as games go, this isn't even close to being as "weird" as it pertains to be. For that, I would highly suggest playing the real Weird Dreams. I'd have to chalk that up to a developer knowledge versus player knowledge issue. In the end, I suppose I'm just a guy who's more surreal than you are (Now you see why I wanted to stave off posting this.).

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chana
(Socrates would certainly not contadict me!)
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Your first dream really had me inspired, could really do something of that, if you just... let go!
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