: We’ve got a very lengthy cutscene coming up, so I figured what I’d show first is finishing the sidequest. There’s two solutions to it: you can either deliver it to a guy in South Town, or deliver it to an identical guy standing outside the university. As it turns out, the cutscenes are basically the same save for one detail.
: As with everything else in this game, the cutscene is stupidly overwritten, so I’ll pare it down a bit.
: “She wanted you to have this.”
: The reward for finishing it the other way is identical, only her “soul is finally free”. Whatever. This will bring our party up to level 25 - though I could go higher if I felt like clearing out all the monster dens.
: Back outside of the tunnel dungeon, we find a single cabin on top of the mountain. As it turns out, I’m pretty sure you can’t come back here without going through the whole dungeon again. There’s a few chests around with money in them.
: Strangely, the game starts using this other chest model and I don’t know why.
: I know this is supposed to be based off some celebrity, only I don’t know who.
: “And Chondra, did you get even more beautiful? Always changing for the better, you two.”
: “I brought my friends Alex, Michael, and Rory, with me. They wanted to check out your record collection and see if you could help them locate an album.”
: I like how they not only do an Oxford comma in that last line, but add one after Rory for no apparent reason.
: Thanks for reiterating that, Claudio, I might’ve forgotten the plot thread we’ve been following for the last hour.
: “We’ve been looking for it for a while… we’ve been to literally ten record shops. Claudio says you’ve got quite the collection?”
: “I do indeed. So what sort of music interests young people these days?”
: “Err… I mean, I’m not really into metal. I mean, it’s cool.”
: “That’s more of Vella’s thing I think… with the eyeliner and choker.”
: “Who is this enchanting young woman…? Is she here as well?”
: “Nah, she isn’t here. She threw a hissy fit when she found out we were looking for this record.”
: “Hissy fit…? Do people even say that?”
: Mark sounds like a creep, but also no, the last time I heard someone say hissy fit it was a 60+ year old elementary school teacher.
: “I don’t believe they do. So what sort of music are you into, Alex?”
: I have absolutely no idea what the fuck he’s talking about.
: “Ah, I don’t think I have anything like that. Perhaps you’ve noticed my collection of guitars?”
: “Yeah, I think I saw it on my way in. Do you play?”
: “I do.”
: What I like about this is how the Allansons were either on too tight of a budget or maybe were just too lazy to get the artist who did the portraits for this to do one of Chondra where she’s not doing a weird arm stretch thing.
: “That was long before you could even walk. Hell, I was a kid then.”
: “THE POWER OF METAL UNITES ALL.”
: “You see, heavy metal is the aural manifestation of all things good and powerful in this world.”
: This sounds like a line they probably ripped from that Metalocalypse show or whatever. I never watched any of that.
: Uh… what?
: “With the power of the metal gods channeling through my guitar strings, I was able to bring peace and prosperity to the Middle East!”
: “Well, he got our cousin home.”
: “Yes, I did. Okay, I got ahead of myself. I brought peace to one family, whose son had been taken captive. It’s a harrowing tale filled with adventure and intrigue!”
: I hate Mark so fucking much. I didn’t think it was possible to be a bigger tool than Alex, but clearly I was wrong.
: “Yeah, I don’t know if we really have time for that… and besides, like I said, I’m not really all that into metal. With all the… bad fashions… and… teased hair. It’s all so… '80s.”
: Yes, this is the 90s, when music was about things.
: “Yeah, I’m going to pretend that you don’t mean to imply that heavy metal can’t be about things. Clearly you have never heard the soaring scream of the guitar paired in a perfect counterpart to an orchestra, accompanied by the sound of a trillion angels.”
: “You, my dear boy, must listen to my greatest hit: 'Murder Run: … and Melancholia Reigns Unbroken.”
: “It’s a lot less depressing than it sounds. All of Mark’s music is like that. He has albums and albums filled with skeletons and decaying corpses, but somehow he manages to make music that speaks to the soul.”
: You might ask where they’re going with all this, and the answer is absolutely fucking nowhere. In fact, this entire cutscene is about to drop in relevance again.
: “One of Mark’s tracks were featured in some pretty great animes!”
: No, I’m not having a stroke, the grammar in that last sentence makes no sense.
: “Dragon of Thy Delusion and Powered by Delirium were featured in my second-favorite anime Panic! Control.”
: Why. Just why.
: “This is something I only bring out when friends are over. It’s called Da Hong Pao. It’s a world-famous tea, exceptionally rare and difficult to come by.”
: I sure do love repeating things with slightly different phrasing in the same sentence.
: “The bushes that produced this tea are reportedly over 1,000 years old. Make sure you don’t spill a drop. This is very special tea.”
: This reminds me of a scene in The Water Margin where a couple of the protagonists are at an inn and complimenting the owner on her meat dumplings only to find out that she’s a cannibal.
: “Where did you get this? It’s amazing.”
: “It is amazing right? Can’t explain to you in detail how all these circumstances are related. It would be a very long, and very complicated story. And I mean no disrespect to you when I say this, it would be virtually impossible for you at this stage, young man, to understand.”
: Great! Way to pivot and end this stupid off-topic conversation that has no bearing on the plot of the game. Just what I like to see-
: Nope, he’s gonna fucking do it anyway! Fuck you, Andrew Allanson! Prepare for something that sounds like it came out of a Rudyard Kipling novel published in 1914.
: “I had a partner, a very good man, who became ill in his mid-thirties. At the time, I considered myself to be very worldly. I lived for the dirt under my feet, but I also did not believe in the supernatural in any form.”
: “Alas, my partner came down with a severe stomach cancer that began to claim his life. He was a spiritual man, one might say, and he believed in miracles. His faith and failing body led to the ending of our friendship.”
: Oh, phew. For a minute, I thought they might’ve written a gay character into the plot, but they sure dodged that bullet.
: “He was gone for many weeks when I received a letter from him. The letter was scribbled in the handwriting of a dying man. It featured coordinates, that upon further inspection in my atlas, proved to be in the mountains of India. So I began my journey.”
: “At the top, I found my friend - my friend, who only a few weeks ago had been on the brink of death, had been cured through the power of water.”
: This story is, I’m pretty sure, stolen wholesale from… I think Roald Dahl, but I might be wrong on that. All I remember is reading a story once where the main character was British and went to India to learn of the mystic powers of yoga or some shit and was told he couldn’t use them for personal gain but then did so anyway. If I remember right it ends with him using it to stop himself having a stroke.
: “The water boiled in the particular style of pots, created by the Doddabetta Yogis, is said to have amazing healing powers. Now, when my friend had regained his strength tenfold, I was in shock.”
: “I longed to take a sample of this drink back to an American laboratory where it would be tested and ultimately turned into a cure.”
: “But I was told that the last bush bearing the tea had burnt up in a forest fire. Naturally, I demanded proof.”
: … Didn’t you just say they used water?
: “There was no evidence that any such fire ever occurred. Angered, furious, and on the point of striking the Yogis, my friend had to take me away.”
: Also, is it just me or does Mark have a Hitler moustache?
: “In India, I’ve always felt an incredible glow of joy. On our last day, before we were to return, the earth gave out beneath my feet and I was stuck.”
: “Soon a storm came. The storm was so bad I feared it would wipe away the mountain, and I would be stuck in a landslide.”
: And then what, you had to sail through the changing ocean tides and handle the seasons of your life?
: No! No, they really don’t! None of this is at all interesting! At best, you’re plagiarizing Roald Dahl. At worst, it’s fucking boring and pointless!
: I think we just found the main backer of the Juicero right here.
:“I believe I would have died on that mountain had it not been for him. I hold true to the fact that he survived his cancer so he could save me.”
: “Wow. That’s a fascinating story, man. Really, this is an amazing cup of tea.”
: “Yeah. You know, it’s valued at $3,000 an ounce.”
: choking
: Remember Michael, guys? The character who was struggling to be relevant even when he was our only party member? And here I thought Ni no Kuni 2 did a bad job keeping characters relevant.
: “So what did you kids come for? How can I help you?”
: “That name - it sounds so familiar. How did you find out about this mystical LP?”
: “I found the jacket - here, I have it with me.”
: “Yes. But didn’t you know this already? It’s on the cover. Did you even read it?”
: “I, uh–”
: “Suddenly, everything made sense. Well, at least a little bit of sense - Vella, the keytar, her ability to fight with sound. Clearly she was a musician and the creator of this record. How stupid I had been. I told her about the record and she must have assumed I’d read the title closely. Vella Wilde, probably a stage name.”
: “Did I say something wrong? You uh, kinda stopped talking there for a while, and looked all deep in thought.”
: “I just realized something.”
: The Allansons weren’t going to draw a line at ripping off Personas 3 and 4. No, they’re going to rip off Persona 5 as well. As soon as that first line comes out, the Mind Dungeon music starts playing in the background.
: “Damn. So you don’t have it?”
: “No, how could I? It hasn’t come out yet. Check the date on the back of it. See the sticker? Do not sell until January 1st, 2000. Since I’m not a time traveler - well, at least not in this life - I couldn’t possibly have this record.”
: Stop it! Stop fucking doing that!
: “You kids should pay closer attention to your record jackets. They have lots of useful information on them!”
: “Thanks a lot, Mark. I know where to find this record now.”
: “WHAT!? YOU DO!? HOW?”
: So, what’s about to follow is a pointless recap that takes… about 15 or 16 text boxes up. I’m going to skip it, because I think we’ve all had just about enough of this game repeating itself.
: “Got on his bike one day to go to our neighbor’s, seven houses up the street, and he just vanished.”
: “Never came back. We looked for him for months. Dad never stopped. Still hands out flyers at the grocery store every Sunday. He even got an artist to draw him aged.”
: “Were there ever any leads or anything?”
: “No one really ever investigated it. Sure, they looked around for him, and for a week they had a task force. They had one guy they suspected, but every lead fell through.”
: “Yeah, it’s just – it’s complicated, Alex.”
: “I don’t remember this being on the news or anything and you’re from Wind Town, right? That’s like an hour outside of Frankton. How the hell didn’t this get national coverage?”
: “Isn’t it obvious, man? Same reason no one gives a shit about Semi ‘Sammy’ Pak.”
: “I’m sure if Aaron had been a beautiful white woman, everyone would have cared that he vanished. Everyone would have had a candlelight vigil and a moment of silence, but that’s just not how these things work.”
: Or, you know, the fact that Sammy was dead the entire time.
: I’m also not really sure why Claudio and Chondra both exist as separate characters. I feel like they could’ve been combined into one.
: “Alex, don’t you think Sammy’s parents tried to get some attention for their daughter’s disappearance? It’s not that easy. Those people you see on TV are the people who can make a great story for the press.”
: This could easily be another tagline for this game. “YIIK: I don’t think I ever gave it any thought.”
: “Yeah, man. That’s just how they get away with it. People like you don’t think about it. And people like us? It’s all we ever get to think about: where our kid brothers went.”
: Typo count: 6+
: “And they aren’t really talking about it for awareness. You guys get off on it in a way, don’t you? Some fantasy about being the white knight swooping in and saving the exotic Korean girl. Phftt.”
: “Haha. Easy now. Okay okay, let’s go find this record!!! Where uh, do we do that again?”
: This turned out to be another one of those “What does Denny do?” conversations. Note that Alex hasn’t said shit about where the record is.
: “Not a day goes by where I don’t think about him. And you know what’s really funny? I don’t even remember what he looks like. We have a few old photos, but most of them he just looks like every other kid to me.”
: “Round faced, happy, playing video games or falling off a bike.”
: “You don’t remember ANYTHING about him?”
: “No, I don’t think so. I think I only remember what people tell me about him. And you know what’s funny? He was my twin brother. I was a minute older than him.”
: "Claudio still gets frustrated with me sometimes. ‘You’re his twin, can’t you feel him out there!?’ or ‘Don’t you have special twin powers that let you know if he’s in pain!?’ "
: No, because then it’d be that movie “I Know Who Killed Me” with post-drug issues Lindsay Lohan. I’ve seen parts of it.
: “I don’t believe in that stuff. Well, not usually. Sometimes I do. It’s in those moments that I really do think he isn’t out there anymore. If there was a connection, I’d feel something.”
: “And since there is nothing there, he must be gone. Sometimes people just vanish. They’re there one moment and gone the next. Bad people take them. They fall into sewers. But life has to move on.”
: “It’s harder for my parents, I think, since they made him and whatever. But Claudio? I don’t think he’ll ever move on. It’s all he thinks about.”
: …huh? Oh, I’m sorry, I must’ve fallen asleep during that goddamn shit conversation. Let’s just keep going. Maybe if I keep believing, this game will have actual gameplay and stop being the equivalent of a Neil Breen movie. By the way, we’re over seven hours into this game now.
: The fastest route to Frankton is going to Flag Town and taking the bus.
: “As I walked across the chewing gum and popcorn-covered floor, I imagined what the title of my quest would be if my life was a video game.”
: The Adventures of Dipshit Man, the Most Boring Man in the Universe.
: “Quickly it was becoming ‘Apology Quest’ or ‘Legend of Please Forgive Me’.”
: Douchebag no Densetsu: Fushigi no “Why Does this Game Exist” no Nazo.
: “I wondered how many other people I’d have to say I’m sorry to before I found Sammy, if that’s even where life was taking me.”
: Life’s taking you straight into a dumpster, where you belong.
: Lately, Sammy was not at the forefront of my thoughts. I wanted to find her, and I really wanted her to be safe."
: Typos: 7.
: “I came here to say I’m sorry. In my infinite arrogance and constant thinking of myself I didn’t look at the record properly.”
: “I had no idea you created it. I had no idea it would upset you. So basically, if you’ll still be my friend, I’d very much like that.”
: “Haha. Okay, great. I expected to do more begging.”
: “Don’t push your luck. Just let it go.”
: “They told her about their brother. Rory talked about his sister. Michael talked about his college fears. And I just listened. I never expected to find such an amazing group of friends so close to home. It was a great feeling.”
: You know what I could really go for right now? You know that scene in Hotline Miami 2 where it shows the bearded guy walking out of his store and right into a nuclear explosion? That, but with Alex.
: “And now came the tricky part - to ask her to go inside of the Mind Dungeon with me and look for the record.”
: “So, I was wondering if you could tell us about the record. The one you made.”
: “What’s there to tell? In my previous reality, I made a record. Pretty simple.”
: By the way, this DEFINITELY breaks the record for longest cutscene in this game so far. It’s well over 40 minutes long.
: “Can you tell us why a record jacket from the album you made in another reality that was set to be released next year was found in this reality?”
: It was right here that I was immediately able to predict exactly where this plot is going. Vella is from a dimension where Y2K ended the world. I haven’t read ahead in the plot, but I just know I’m right.
: “There are reasons I wanted to escape.”
: “Yeah, no, I get it. Just – I wonder if it’s somehow linked to everything going on.”
: “I’m telling you Alex, you’re looking for puzzle pieces where there is no puzzle. You’re talking like there is some cosmic plan here. What exactly do you think is going on here?”
: “It’s just – it’s all so weird. Sammy disappearing, me meeting you, then Rory, Chondra and Claudio. We’re all linked --”
: “Fine. If it will make you stop sulking, I’ll go with you into the Mind Dungeon. I’d like to know why my record is here myself.”
: “I’m a little confused here, guys. How the hell does Alex know the record is in your Mind Dungeon?”
: “Because I know she’s trying not to think about it, and the things we try not to think about always end up on our minds.”
: “That seems like more of a stretch than the link between Sammy and the record to me. But sure, I’ve got nothing else to do. Let’s get inside Vella’s head!”
We now have a choice. I levelled everyone (but Alex, because I’m hoping we can find more entities to farm for stat-ups) to 26. I’ll let the thread decide who to bring. If you really want to make me suffer, we can bring Rory and Chondra.
: In the meantime, let’s go do a little bit of scouting. I mean, how bad could it be?
: Gee, it sure is Persona 4 around here. As in, it’s a direct ripoff of the TV world.
: Okay, so far it looks… pretty much like a blatant ripoff of Persona 4, only not done nearly as well.
: There’s an NPC we can talk to by the stage, but I’ll wait until next time for that. Let’s just keep going left.
: FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! Not only do I hate the fact that they associated VA-11 with this pile of garbage, but they have the stupid robot from Read Only Memories on there. ROM was basically the answer to the question “What if SNATCHER was shit?”
Next time, we’ll explore the TV world and attempt to find Teddie.