I'm pretty sure that's impossible because Nus can't die. Everything begins with Nu and ends with Nu.

So you know, you can use HTML tags in Disqus.

I actually kind of like that they backed out of Guile being Magus.

Moby Dick, too.

Wasn't that just the best? When the old man testifies (quite correctly) that you ate his damn lunch? "Aw, son of a bitch. Stuff like this isn't supposed to happen to PCs like me."

I understand that point of view, but I don't see the alternative.

…. The aristocrats!

Right. If you don't use Marle or Frog, that battle might border on impossible. One of the few times that Chrono Trigger is stern with the player.

In the original they lead you pretty gently by the hand to the correct answer, as I recall. It's not like the incredibly obscure Chrono Cross "real" ending.

Yeah, sometimes fast fish just don't show up, and there's a time element.

In another context, in another game, I would probably mind it. But that's part of Chrono Trigger's charm, in my opinion. It doesn't try to deal with any of the really hard aspects of time travel, or causality, or loss, or defeat and doom and death and horror.

I tend to agree. I've heard people say they really like it, particularly how the "real" Lavos isn't even the central, bipedal alien but the right "bit". Which is sort of interesting, I guess.

Which one? I'm curious. Queen Zeal? Black Tyrano?

I disagree with Parish there, then. I thought the game clearly did care about the cast of the previous game, particularly Lucca.

I've played the game a mere three times and always forget about the Frozen Flame. It's super important at one point, and very powerful, but how it folds into the whole Schala/Lavos thing I never knew.

They fucked that up in Chrono Trigger, too. Robo's referred to as R-66Y, then later as R66-Y.

Get out.

That late-night game last year was amazing. I think kickoff was at 2200 EST. The whole game was slightly surreal and sinister: perfect for the Raiders. Every game they play should be like that.

Berries and cream! Berries and cream!

That shit is so, so funny to me. I was in Buffalo in Week 2 to watch the Bills dominate the Phins. EJ Manuel was a golden god. When he came out on the field, the earth itself shook. He had his pick of the women, and of the men for that matter. He was a combination of Jagger and the fun aspects of Jesus.