Yesterday, I had the genius idea to use a four-way system selector to just automatically convert S-Video to RCA video, which would solve my problems. There so happened to be such a system selector in my dad's entertainment center, uselessly sitting there between the VCR we never use and the TV and audio receiver, with the VCR as the only thing plugged into it. So, with a little backwards shuffling of the VCR to make cables reach, I hooked it up directly to everything and extracted my prize.
I proceeded to hook up everything, including the PS2. Excited that I was going to get to play Guitar Hero once again, I opened the controller pocket on the travel case I have for my PS2, which also houses my memory cards. There, sandwiched between the two controllers, I saw something. It looked oddly like a set of red, white, and yellow RCA male plugs.
Yeah, so that happened. The cable was in my damn PS2 travel case the entire fucking time. Go me.
So, what does this mean? Well, other than being able to play Guitar Hero again...
- After finishing Chrono Trigger DS, and the Bravely Default SCIENCE!, I can finally get to the last half of Project 'Bout Fuckin' Time and play me some Final Fantasy 4.
- After that, I can finally play through Chrono Cross. A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, I played through a significant portion of the first disc, then for whatever reason I set it down and didn't come back to it. Now that I've completely forgotten where I was and what I was doing, I'm just going to start the story over again.
- And then, who knows what? I'm hoping I can entice some friends into playing Melty Blood or Fate/Unlimited Codes at some point (or maybe even Garou: Mark of the Wolves or The Rumble Fish). I'm not particularly amazing at fighting games in general, and usually play troll strategies with no real regard as to whether or not I win. This works well considering I have friends who, just like me, aren't tourneyfags. Thus, using mainly strings of basic attacks and the occasional special move or super is quite appropriate.
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