A Change of direction
As some of you may have noticed, I have not been able to keep up with the “one photo a day” pace at which I began. While I admit that was a bit ambitious, I have no intention of backing down from the 50 photoblogs to which I initially committed. It may just take a few more days than originally intended. Because of this, I’ve been doing some reflecting and have decided to reorient the adventure for the remaining 35 posts. Each photoblog will now be more thoughtful and focused, attempting to bring to light a specific piece of who I am as a person, to help you, my readers, glean a little bit more insight into who Josh Shearer is. :)
I recently had the chance to go through some of my old videogames as I was reorganizing my bedroom. In so doing, I came across one particular title that has always held a special place in my heart: Panzer Dragoon Saga.
Panzer Dragoon Saga was the game that propelled me into the world of RPGs(Role-Playing Games for the uninitiated) for the very first time. While others had been weened in on great titles like The Secret of Mana, Final Fantasy, and Phantasy Star, my first experience came from a nameless world in which dragons were revered as both savior of mankind and harbinger of the endtimes. I found myself thrust into the role of Edge, a young soldier in the Imperial army who is seemingly betrayed by those for whom he worked, and then miraculously saved by one of the aforementioned mythical beasts. I was immediately hooked as I’d always been fascinated by dragons to begin with and now I had my very own as I played the role of a chosen dragon-rider. The story grabbed hold of me from there and held tight to the end credits, every moment as exhilarating as the one previous.
I’d been an avid reader of fantasy and science fiction novels since the sixth grade, but Panzer Dragoon Saga opened a whole new spectrum of storytelling for me to explore. Never before had I been so immersed in a fictional world. I played through the game over and over, and nowadays I still try to go through it once a year for old time’s sake. I literally became Edge every time I played, entering into the fiction in a way that I’d never been able to in other storytelling media like movies and novels. Being in control of the character gave the world a more tangible feel, as though I was really there, really in it, really riding on the back of a mythical beast who became my companion and friend as the adventure progressed. I was really saving the world.
This post is a tribute to the game which planted the seed within me. A seed which has been watered over the years, has taken a firm hold on me with deeply ingrained roots, and continues to push me forward toward one of my goals: to write stories and narratives for videogames.
the final product: