Wonderboy.

I still have some steam. The Wonderboy games are probably part of the reason that I love music that repeats itself. Over the next few days I will add screenshots from such made-up worlds as Fantasy Zone, Alex Kidd and The New Zealand Story. Then I have done some research and I can go home. Here are the shots.



The three main games in the series changed my life for the better. In the first one, your controlled character had a beehive hairdo, tomahawks and a skateboard. Surreal, violent, full of colour...I wish I had been born a microchip.



Wonderboy In Monsterland is my ideal place to live, as long as the crabs blew their bubbles at the sky and not towards me or my friends. I cannot express my love for this land, and I will never dilute my hatred for the maze level at its end. This game was my best friend for years, before I 'discovered' The Outhere Brothers.



Wonderboy 3: The Dragon's Trap was free from the darkness of the previous games [you could be burnt to death in the first and killed by Medusa in the second], which made it seem not only easier but also far less worth while. The unique morphing feature, through which progress was made by becoming a new animal with unique abilities, still gives me little fits of confusion. And to top it all, fighting pirate dragons is our regional sport here in Kent. Just ask Captain Cutlass.

Night, properly.