You're sitting on a chair in a dark room. Silence. Endless silence. There is one thought on your mind. A single ruling idea that plagues your subconscious. One so dominant that even primal desires such as sleeping have escaped you. You see it while eating, while walking, and even while resting. The only noise you hear other than your own breath is the whistling of the bitterly cold wind on occasion. You close your eyes. All you see is red. Red everywhere. Stripes of white appear streaking through the sea of crimson, but all you can think about is one color: a deep, deep red.
You're picked up by powerful arms. The dark room leaves and you're surrounded by white. A fierce cold runs down your spine. You're hefted into a great brown sled. You glance upwards and catch a glimpse of your kidnapper. A kind, rosy face is visible, clouded by a beard as white as the snow. The man steps into the sled and utters a phrase you'll not soon forget.
"On Dasher, on Dancer, on Prancer and Vixen, on Comet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen!"
Within moments you're in the air. You're terrified, knowing nothing of your location or the identity of your kidnapper. The man turns in your direction, seemingly acknowledging you for the first time. The next words coming from the man's mouth seemed enchanted, and though unaware of your situation you answer without hesitation.
"Now then. What would you like for Christmas?"
You're picked up by powerful arms. The dark room leaves and you're surrounded by white. A fierce cold runs down your spine. You're hefted into a great brown sled. You glance upwards and catch a glimpse of your kidnapper. A kind, rosy face is visible, clouded by a beard as white as the snow. The man steps into the sled and utters a phrase you'll not soon forget.
"On Dasher, on Dancer, on Prancer and Vixen, on Comet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen!"
Within moments you're in the air. You're terrified, knowing nothing of your location or the identity of your kidnapper. The man turns in your direction, seemingly acknowledging you for the first time. The next words coming from the man's mouth seemed enchanted, and though unaware of your situation you answer without hesitation.
"Now then. What would you like for Christmas?"
Well, ladies and gentlemen, I suppose I'll tell you. For years I've penned this list, each time more incoherent and frenzied, though usually focused on one central concept: I want stuff, and you are my way of which said stuff is acquired. It's a symbiotic relationship, of sorts. I get stuff, you receive my endless gratitude and affection (I may need to Google the definition of "symbiotic").
Anyway, that's beside the point. I usually make some mention of the season we're in currently so here's a weather report: it's November now and there still hasn't been a whiff of snow of any description, what is that nonsense? Overall, the hope is that at some point in the next few weeks we have at least one snow day. Just one. You see, snow days have always fascinated me in the system they follow, causing joy immediately but anguish later on.
I'm getting sidetracked again.
Anyway, this season is more of a lovely one than any of them, snow (hopefully) falls from the sky, and bright lights are everywhere. However, the best part of this season is the receiving and giving of gifts, supposedly delivered by the aforementioned man in the red suit. This year, as per usual, I shall provide a comprehensive and easy to use wish list for your viewing pleasure.
Anyway, that's beside the point. I usually make some mention of the season we're in currently so here's a weather report: it's November now and there still hasn't been a whiff of snow of any description, what is that nonsense? Overall, the hope is that at some point in the next few weeks we have at least one snow day. Just one. You see, snow days have always fascinated me in the system they follow, causing joy immediately but anguish later on.
I'm getting sidetracked again.
Anyway, this season is more of a lovely one than any of them, snow (hopefully) falls from the sky, and bright lights are everywhere. However, the best part of this season is the receiving and giving of gifts, supposedly delivered by the aforementioned man in the red suit. This year, as per usual, I shall provide a comprehensive and easy to use wish list for your viewing pleasure.
I hope you enjoyed this year's intro, I certainly enjoyed writing it. Perhaps more so than usual; first-person narrative is one of my favorites.
Let's begin.
This year, I wish for a few simple things. Broad concepts that encompass a wide spectrum. That may be giving myself too much credit.
Firstly, assuming at some point in time I can actually get this computer in gear in a reasonable amount of time, Steam wallet cards are always a great thing, especially with the massive sales put on by the service during the holidays. Great value for myself, and come in several different increments. Good stuff.
Secondly, PAX is coming upon us at a relatively swift pace, so some extra padding of my pockets for that as well as other things would be much appreciated.
Thirdly, our pals at Nintendo haven't been particularly active lately, though have brought out one thing I particularly take interest in, and that's this guy: https://www.amazon.com/dp/
Finally, I'll leave the rest for a later date. There are a couple of really neat fangamer posters and shirts I want, and other digital currency would be greatly appreciated! By all means make your own calls, but these things top the list. As per usual if something else pops up I'll be sure to let you know. Cheers.
Secondly, PAX is coming upon us at a relatively swift pace, so some extra padding of my pockets for that as well as other things would be much appreciated.
Thirdly, our pals at Nintendo haven't been particularly active lately, though have brought out one thing I particularly take interest in, and that's this guy: https://www.amazon.com/dp/
Finally, I'll leave the rest for a later date. There are a couple of really neat fangamer posters and shirts I want, and other digital currency would be greatly appreciated! By all means make your own calls, but these things top the list. As per usual if something else pops up I'll be sure to let you know. Cheers.
Indubitably yours,
Connor
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