I'll start this section with a very early memory. It goes back to elementary school when me and my best friend since kindergarten spent all the time we were allowed to (and some more) in front of my friends computer. He had an older brother and probably because of this access to "Monkey Island". When I walked the 3-minute walk from my house to his after finishing my homework, I feverishly looked forward to spending the afternoon figuring out what Guybrush needed to do.
We both were 4 years old when the game came out, so we didn't quite play it upon release. I can't remember exactly how old we were when we played it for the first time, but I can narrow it down between 7 and 10. For me the magic already started, when we had to combine the pirate-heads in order to start the game. I thought it was awesome and already felt like an adventurer before even playing. It was the first riddle to solve and it was real! And you could combine those faces in the most hilarious ways!
But why was this game so much fun for me even though I only sat there, next to my best friend and watched him play it?
"Read On" to find out!
We both were 4 years old when the game came out, so we didn't quite play it upon release. I can't remember exactly how old we were when we played it for the first time, but I can narrow it down between 7 and 10. For me the magic already started, when we had to combine the pirate-heads in order to start the game. I thought it was awesome and already felt like an adventurer before even playing. It was the first riddle to solve and it was real! And you could combine those faces in the most hilarious ways!