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He wakes up in the morning, his room decorated with hundreds of gaming pictures, the first thing he sees is the giant poster of Mario that he has fixed to the ceiling above his bed. He pulls back his Zelda bed covers and gets changed out of his Donkey Kong pyjamas. Every morning is the same, the thrill of seeing his favourite Nintendo characters just puts him in a great mood for the day.
He then sits down and eats his breakfast, he reads his daily news on Nintendo, 'Gamecube Release in Europe Major Hit' reads the headlines. A big grin appears across his face. Seeing his favourite games company succeeding really makes him happy. He then puts on his suit, a very expensive suit with his favourite Yoshi tie to match. He goes into his study and picks up all the Nintendo information that is lying on his desk, putting it all into his briefcase.
Getting into his top of the range Honda, he slips the CD into the CD player, the tunes to Kooper-Trooper Beach start to blair out at full volume with the bass clearly heard from outside the car. Many people give him funny looks as he drives down the road but he knows he is happy and that is all that matters.
When he gets to work, he goes to sit down at his desk. His office is covered with Nintendo character pictures and his desk does not have any room left on it because of all the character models over it. He decides that it is tiime to do some work, he gets out his Nintendo pen and starts to wirte. The more he writes, the more he imagines, after a minute or so he goes into a complete daydream. Thinking about what things he could do to change Nintendo, what wacky games or consoles he could develop. How much fun it would be to bring out the 'Gamesphere', the hours of fun that could be used playing on it.
The next thing he know is that it's time to go home, everybody has left. He has spent the whole day dreaming about Nintendo and has now forgotten to go home on time. He packs his things away and drives home, listening to the gentle sounds of the Kokri Forest.
When he gets home, it is late. He unpacks all of his work and goes to have dinner. Tonight was a quick dinner, with Mario shaped pasta pieces and a few chicken nuggets. After he has finished, he goes and has a quick look at a new Zelda game that he is developing, he tries to play it but it is too early yet because it is still in the process of having the start menu programmed. Upset, he walk slowly to bed where he lays down. Looking at his Mario poster on the roof, he starts to smile again knowing that everything is fine and that he couldn't be happier man even if he had everything in the world.
It's a hard life being Shigeru Miyamoto...
He then sits down and eats his breakfast, he reads his daily news on Nintendo, 'Gamecube Release in Europe Major Hit' reads the headlines. A big grin appears across his face. Seeing his favourite games company succeeding really makes him happy. He then puts on his suit, a very expensive suit with his favourite Yoshi tie to match. He goes into his study and picks up all the Nintendo information that is lying on his desk, putting it all into his briefcase.
Getting into his top of the range Honda, he slips the CD into the CD player, the tunes to Kooper-Trooper Beach start to blair out at full volume with the bass clearly heard from outside the car. Many people give him funny looks as he drives down the road but he knows he is happy and that is all that matters.
When he gets to work, he goes to sit down at his desk. His office is covered with Nintendo character pictures and his desk does not have any room left on it because of all the character models over it. He decides that it is tiime to do some work, he gets out his Nintendo pen and starts to wirte. The more he writes, the more he imagines, after a minute or so he goes into a complete daydream. Thinking about what things he could do to change Nintendo, what wacky games or consoles he could develop. How much fun it would be to bring out the 'Gamesphere', the hours of fun that could be used playing on it.
The next thing he know is that it's time to go home, everybody has left. He has spent the whole day dreaming about Nintendo and has now forgotten to go home on time. He packs his things away and drives home, listening to the gentle sounds of the Kokri Forest.
When he gets home, it is late. He unpacks all of his work and goes to have dinner. Tonight was a quick dinner, with Mario shaped pasta pieces and a few chicken nuggets. After he has finished, he goes and has a quick look at a new Zelda game that he is developing, he tries to play it but it is too early yet because it is still in the process of having the start menu programmed. Upset, he walk slowly to bed where he lays down. Looking at his Mario poster on the roof, he starts to smile again knowing that everything is fine and that he couldn't be happier man even if he had everything in the world.
It's a hard life being Shigeru Miyamoto...
HA!
It takes 6 months for me to get a reply to a thread!
That must be a record!
It takes 6 months for me to get a reply to a thread!
That must be a record!
check the date on it....
...trhis wont win game a day because tommoz, im going to opst a better and funnier one on him.. be prepared. I rule (nearly)
yeah, but if it was Shigsy, then it'd mean this was in Japan, and everyone would nod there heads to the beat of the music etc
Somehow i already knew it was Shigeru Miyamoto you were describing.
ummm... NO I DON'T.. erm...
He wakes up in the morning, his room decorated with hundreds of gaming pictures, the first thing he sees is the giant poster of Mario that he has fixed to the ceiling above his bed. He pulls back his Zelda bed covers and gets changed out of his Donkey Kong pyjamas. Every morning is the same, the thrill of seeing his favourite Nintendo characters just puts him in a great mood for the day.
He then sits down and eats his breakfast, he reads his daily news on Nintendo, 'Gamecube Release in Europe Major Hit' reads the headlines. A big grin appears across his face. Seeing his favourite games company succeeding really makes him happy. He then puts on his suit, a very expensive suit with his favourite Yoshi tie to match. He goes into his study and picks up all the Nintendo information that is lying on his desk, putting it all into his briefcase.
Getting into his top of the range Honda, he slips the CD into the CD player, the tunes to Kooper-Trooper Beach start to blair out at full volume with the bass clearly heard from outside the car. Many people give him funny looks as he drives down the road but he knows he is happy and that is all that matters.
When he gets to work, he goes to sit down at his desk. His office is covered with Nintendo character pictures and his desk does not have any room left on it because of all the character models over it. He decides that it is tiime to do some work, he gets out his Nintendo pen and starts to wirte. The more he writes, the more he imagines, after a minute or so he goes into a complete daydream. Thinking about what things he could do to change Nintendo, what wacky games or consoles he could develop. How much fun it would be to bring out the 'Gamesphere', the hours of fun that could be used playing on it.
The next thing he know is that it's time to go home, everybody has left. He has spent the whole day dreaming about Nintendo and has now forgotten to go home on time. He packs his things away and drives home, listening to the gentle sounds of the Kokri Forest.
When he gets home, it is late. He unpacks all of his work and goes to have dinner. Tonight was a quick dinner, with Mario shaped pasta pieces and a few chicken nuggets. After he has finished, he goes and has a quick look at a new Zelda game that he is developing, he tries to play it but it is too early yet because it is still in the process of having the start menu programmed. Upset, he walk slowly to bed where he lays down. Looking at his Mario poster on the roof, he starts to smile again knowing that everything is fine and that he couldn't be happier man even if he had everything in the world.
It's a hard life being Shigeru Miyamoto...
He then sits down and eats his breakfast, he reads his daily news on Nintendo, 'Gamecube Release in Europe Major Hit' reads the headlines. A big grin appears across his face. Seeing his favourite games company succeeding really makes him happy. He then puts on his suit, a very expensive suit with his favourite Yoshi tie to match. He goes into his study and picks up all the Nintendo information that is lying on his desk, putting it all into his briefcase.
Getting into his top of the range Honda, he slips the CD into the CD player, the tunes to Kooper-Trooper Beach start to blair out at full volume with the bass clearly heard from outside the car. Many people give him funny looks as he drives down the road but he knows he is happy and that is all that matters.
When he gets to work, he goes to sit down at his desk. His office is covered with Nintendo character pictures and his desk does not have any room left on it because of all the character models over it. He decides that it is tiime to do some work, he gets out his Nintendo pen and starts to wirte. The more he writes, the more he imagines, after a minute or so he goes into a complete daydream. Thinking about what things he could do to change Nintendo, what wacky games or consoles he could develop. How much fun it would be to bring out the 'Gamesphere', the hours of fun that could be used playing on it.
The next thing he know is that it's time to go home, everybody has left. He has spent the whole day dreaming about Nintendo and has now forgotten to go home on time. He packs his things away and drives home, listening to the gentle sounds of the Kokri Forest.
When he gets home, it is late. He unpacks all of his work and goes to have dinner. Tonight was a quick dinner, with Mario shaped pasta pieces and a few chicken nuggets. After he has finished, he goes and has a quick look at a new Zelda game that he is developing, he tries to play it but it is too early yet because it is still in the process of having the start menu programmed. Upset, he walk slowly to bed where he lays down. Looking at his Mario poster on the roof, he starts to smile again knowing that everything is fine and that he couldn't be happier man even if he had everything in the world.
It's a hard life being Shigeru Miyamoto...