Current Events > Sora's inclusion in Smash ruined my day

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Kingdom Hearts is a series I used to love. It came out right after I turned 12, and I followed it for years. I played every game as they released, buying a PSP primarily for Birth by Sleep. People say the series has a story that's impossible to follow, but it's really not if you just play all the games. Granted, thats easier said than done considering the series jumped around so damn much. The first sequel (which isn't even called KH2) was on the GBA lol.

I beat Dream Drop Distance for 3DS and liked it, it was a setup for the then-announced KH3 and I was curious how stupidly off the rails the story would continue to get. During the 7 year gap between DDD and KH3, I met someone. She was really into Kingdom Hearts, among many of my other interests. We met at work, and she would attend Smash Bros tournaments. She was relatively good (but I still wrecked her lol).

I've never met someone before or since whom I just so naturally clicked with. This goes beyond games and interests, we had a similar sense of humor and she understood all my stupid jokes, we got along great, and quickly grew very close. She lit a fire in me that acted as my source of strength during troubled times. Frankly, she was a complete mess, but they say love is blind, and I wanted to be there for her when the rest of the world wouldnt.

In 2017, we moved in together. Primarily because she was getting kicked out of her current residence (like I said, her life was a mess) and she didn't have anywhere to go. Aside from family, I never lived with anyone else before, although I was looking for a new place at the time. I hesitated, but eventually signed a lease with her.

Actually living with her wasn't easy however, she had a lot of drama, suicidal tendencies, and communication issues. I continued to deal with her through it, because I cared about her so fucking much, but in the end, it all fell apart. This was inevitable honestly, but it still utterly broke me. I made the incredibly stupid mistake of placing my value and self-worth with her. If she was happy, I was happy, and I would do everything in my power to make her happy, my needs be damned. When we split, I didn't know what to do with myself. I was crushed and couldn't figure out how to pull myself up because my source of strength, her, was gone.

This was during the 2nd half of 2017. I started living alone, which as a whole I much prefer, but I was horrendously suicidal and depressed. With no one to check my actions but myself, I started smoking weed. Heavily. They say one issue with weed is that it leaves you unmotivated, that it makes you content with boredom and you do nothing. Considering how much I wanted to kill myself, I think "doing nothing" was one of the healthiest things I could do at the time.

To this day I'm a functional stoner. I've smoked weed near daily over the past 4 years. The impacts of that event still haunt me. Truthfully I feel embarrassed and ashamed about the whole thing, how someone I only knew for a year could cause the sort of damage that lasts over four times as long, but I also feel it's a testament to how much I cared. She changed my life.

Things ended on very bad terms between us, and it's really the lack of closure that kills me. If we simply weren't on speaking terms it'd be one thing, but the fact that someone I care so deeply about thinks so negatively of me just....breaks my heart.

I've moved on in many ways, pulled myself out of depression as much as I could, found some of the joy in my hobbies again, but the scars remain and very well may stick with me for the rest of my life. It was an experience in grief, and even though I've gone through the stages and accepted the reality of it, that doesn't mean it no longer hurts. I started going by my last name not long after the whole ordeal, because I haven't felt like myself in a very long time.

That got much lengthier than I intended, but maybe now you can understand how the love of a video game series I treasured for over a decade can vanish in a puff of smoke. I associated her with Kingdom Hearts, and in 2017 during the leadup to KH3, the sight of anything from the series would cause a bolt of sorrow to pierce me. KH3 was a game I looked forward to for many years, you can even find the deluxe edition sitting on my shelf alongside the rest of the franchise, but I know nothing about it, and I can't bring myself to play it, nor do I really want to.

For this reason, I didn't really care if Sora made it into smash, despite being one of my top picks during the Smash 4 era. I wrote him off as a never ever, assuming Disney would never play ball, but Sakurai works his magic as usual. I tried to avoid spoilers, but when I searched for the direct this morning, the title had already been updated to include his name lol. My initial reaction was a mere "oh, well, ok....."

I began watching the trailer anyways, and unexpectedly I felt moved. The beginning of the KH theme gave me chills, and I couldn't keep the smile from my face when Sora appeared from the keyhole. It helps that it's KH1 Sora, since I still fondly think of that game, and it came out during a time long before adulthood fucked my shit up.

My feelings shifted once I saw him in-game, standing next to Mario. Naturally I remembered her, and I remembered the days we would play Smash together. I wonder what she thought. Was she excited? Did she care at all?

The cruel reality is I will never know. My lack of closure was brought up full force, and I broke down. I started crying, the messy crying where your nose is runny and the pain leaks out as ugly moans. There's still a deep sadness rooted in the pits of my soul, and that trailer just dug it out into the open, overwhelming me.

My entire day has been shot, but organizing my thoughts like this helped, and the extremely low-key initial excitement of the trailer showed me that I still do care for the series in some way, deep down. While not anytime soon, perhaps I will play KH3 afterall one of these days. I feel like today has pushed me forward one step. A painful, uncomfortable step, but a step none-the-less. Ultimately I think it's a good thing, but I'd trade this progress in a heartbeat to replace Sora with Reimu Hakurei lol.

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Get help.

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I know exactly how you feel, I have similar thoughts. Kingdom Hearts is a series I used to love. It came out right after I turned 12, and I followed it for years. I played every game as they released, buying a PSP primarily for Birth by Sleep. People say the series has a story that's impossible to follow, but it's really not if you just play all the games. Granted, thats easier said than done considering the series jumped around so damn much. The first sequel (which isn't even called KH2) was on the GBA lol.

I beat Dream Drop Distance for 3DS and liked it, it was a setup for the then-announced KH3 and I was curious how stupidly off the rails the story would continue to get. During the 7 year gap between DDD and KH3, I met someone. She was really into Kingdom Hearts, among many of my other interests. We met at work, and she would attend Smash Bros tournaments. She was relatively good (but I still wrecked her lol).

I've never met someone before or since whom I just so naturally clicked with. This goes beyond games and interests, we had a similar sense of humor and she understood all my stupid jokes, we got along great, and quickly grew very close. She lit a fire in me that acted as my source of strength during troubled times. Frankly, she was a complete mess, but they say love is blind, and I wanted to be there for her when the rest of the world wouldnt.

In 2017, we moved in together. Primarily because she was getting kicked out of her current residence (like I said, her life was a mess) and she didn't have anywhere to go. Aside from family, I never lived with anyone else before, although I was looking for a new place at the time. I hesitated, but eventually signed a lease with her.

Actually living with her wasn't easy however, she had a lot of drama, suicidal tendencies, and communication issues. I continued to deal with her through it, because I cared about her so fucking much, but in the end, it all fell apart. This was inevitable honestly, but it still utterly broke me. I made the incredibly stupid mistake of placing my value and self-worth with her. If she was happy, I was happy, and I would do everything in my power to make her happy, my needs be damned. When we split, I didn't know what to do with myself. I was crushed and couldn't figure out how to pull myself up because my source of strength, her, was gone.

This was during the 2nd half of 2017. I started living alone, which as a whole I much prefer, but I was horrendously suicidal and depressed. With no one to check my actions but myself, I started smoking weed. Heavily. They say one issue with weed is that it leaves you unmotivated, that it makes you content with boredom and you do nothing. Considering how much I wanted to kill myself, I think "doing nothing" was one of the healthiest things I could do at the time.

To this day I'm a functional stoner. I've smoked weed near daily over the past 4 years. The impacts of that event still haunt me. Truthfully I feel embarrassed and ashamed about the whole thing, how someone I only knew for a year could cause the sort of damage that lasts over four times as long, but I also feel it's a testament to how much I cared. She changed my life.

Things ended on very bad terms between us, and it's really the lack of closure that kills me. If we simply weren't on speaking terms it'd be one thing, but the fact that someone I care so deeply about thinks so negatively of me just....breaks my heart.

I've moved on in many ways, pulled myself out of depression as much as I could, found some of the joy in my hobbies again, but the scars remain and very well may stick with me for the rest of my life. It was an experience in grief, and even though I've gone through the stages and accepted the reality of it, that doesn't mean it no longer hurts. I started going by my last name not long after the whole ordeal, because I haven't felt like myself in a very long time.

That got much lengthier than I intended, but maybe now you can understand how the love of a video game series I treasured for over a decade can vanish in a puff of smoke. I associated her with Kingdom Hearts, and in 2017 during the leadup to KH3, the sight of anything from the series would cause a bolt of sorrow to pierce me. KH3 was a game I looked forward to for many years, you can even find the deluxe edition sitting on my shelf alongside the rest of the franchise, but I know nothing about it, and I can't bring myself to play it, nor do I really want to.

For this reason, I didn't really care if Sora made it into smash, despite being one of my top picks during the Smash 4 era. I wrote him off as a never ever, assuming Disney would never play ball, but Sakurai works his magic as usual. I tried to avoid spoilers, but when I searched for the direct this morning, the title had already been updated to include his name lol. My initial reaction was a mere "oh, well, ok....."

I began watching the trailer anyways, and unexpectedly I felt moved. The beginning of the KH theme gave me chills, and I couldn't keep the smile from my face when Sora appeared from the keyhole. It helps that it's KH1 Sora, since I still fondly think of that game, and it came out during a time long before adulthood fucked my shit up.

My feelings shifted once I saw him in-game, standing next to Mario. Naturally I remembered her, and I remembered the days we would play Smash together. I wonder what she thought. Was she excited? Did she care at all?

The cruel reality is I will never know. My lack of closure was brought up full force, and I broke down. I started crying, the messy crying where your nose is runny and the pain leaks out as ugly moans. There's still a deep sadness rooted in the pits of my soul, and that trailer just dug it out into the open, overwhelming me.

My entire day has been shot, but organizing my thoughts like this helped, and the extremely low-key initial excitement of the trailer showed me that I still do care for the series in some way, deep down. While not anytime soon, perhaps I will play KH3 afterall one of these days. I feel like today has pushed me forward one step. A painful, uncomfortable step, but a step none-the-less. Ultimately I think it's a good thing, but I'd trade this progress in a heartbeat to replace Sora with Reimu Hakurei lol.

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Wow, that's crazy, because Kingdom Hearts is a series I used to love. It came out right after I turned 12, and I followed it for years. I played every game as they released, buying a PSP primarily for Birth by Sleep. People say the series has a story that's impossible to follow, but it's really not if you just play all the games. Granted, thats easier said than done considering the series jumped around so damn much. The first sequel (which isn't even called KH2) was on the GBA lol.

I beat Dream Drop Distance for 3DS and liked it, it was a setup for the then-announced KH3 and I was curious how stupidly off the rails the story would continue to get. During the 7 year gap between DDD and KH3, I met someone. She was really into Kingdom Hearts, among many of my other interests. We met at work, and she would attend Smash Bros tournaments. She was relatively good (but I still wrecked her lol).

I've never met someone before or since whom I just so naturally clicked with. This goes beyond games and interests, we had a similar sense of humor and she understood all my stupid jokes, we got along great, and quickly grew very close. She lit a fire in me that acted as my source of strength during troubled times. Frankly, she was a complete mess, but they say love is blind, and I wanted to be there for her when the rest of the world wouldnt.

In 2017, we moved in together. Primarily because she was getting kicked out of her current residence (like I said, her life was a mess) and she didn't have anywhere to go. Aside from family, I never lived with anyone else before, although I was looking for a new place at the time. I hesitated, but eventually signed a lease with her.

Actually living with her wasn't easy however, she had a lot of drama, suicidal tendencies, and communication issues. I continued to deal with her through it, because I cared about her so fucking much, but in the end, it all fell apart. This was inevitable honestly, but it still utterly broke me. I made the incredibly stupid mistake of placing my value and self-worth with her. If she was happy, I was happy, and I would do everything in my power to make her happy, my needs be damned. When we split, I didn't know what to do with myself. I was crushed and couldn't figure out how to pull myself up because my source of strength, her, was gone.

This was during the 2nd half of 2017. I started living alone, which as a whole I much prefer, but I was horrendously suicidal and depressed. With no one to check my actions but myself, I started smoking weed. Heavily. They say one issue with weed is that it leaves you unmotivated, that it makes you content with boredom and you do nothing. Considering how much I wanted to kill myself, I think "doing nothing" was one of the healthiest things I could do at the time.

To this day I'm a functional stoner. I've smoked weed near daily over the past 4 years. The impacts of that event still haunt me. Truthfully I feel embarrassed and ashamed about the whole thing, how someone I only knew for a year could cause the sort of damage that lasts over four times as long, but I also feel it's a testament to how much I cared. She changed my life.

Things ended on very bad terms between us, and it's really the lack of closure that kills me. If we simply weren't on speaking terms it'd be one thing, but the fact that someone I care so deeply about thinks so negatively of me just....breaks my heart.

I've moved on in many ways, pulled myself out of depression as much as I could, found some of the joy in my hobbies again, but the scars remain and very well may stick with me for the rest of my life. It was an experience in grief, and even though I've gone through the stages and accepted the reality of it, that doesn't mean it no longer hurts. I started going by my last name not long after the whole ordeal, because I haven't felt like myself in a very long time.

That got much lengthier than I intended, but maybe now you can understand how the love of a video game series I treasured for over a decade can vanish in a puff of smoke. I associated her with Kingdom Hearts, and in 2017 during the leadup to KH3, the sight of anything from the series would cause a bolt of sorrow to pierce me. KH3 was a game I looked forward to for many years, you can even find the deluxe edition sitting on my shelf alongside the rest of the franchise, but I know nothing about it, and I can't bring myself to play it, nor do I really want to.

For this reason, I didn't really care if Sora made it into smash, despite being one of my top picks during the Smash 4 era. I wrote him off as a never ever, assuming Disney would never play ball, but Sakurai works his magic as usual. I tried to avoid spoilers, but when I searched for the direct this morning, the title had already been updated to include his name lol. My initial reaction was a mere "oh, well, ok....."

I began watching the trailer anyways, and unexpectedly I felt moved. The beginning of the KH theme gave me chills, and I couldn't keep the smile from my face when Sora appeared from the keyhole. It helps that it's KH1 Sora, since I still fondly think of that game, and it came out during a time long before adulthood fucked my shit up.

My feelings shifted once I saw him in-game, standing next to Mario. Naturally I remembered her, and I remembered the days we would play Smash together. I wonder what she thought. Was she excited? Did she care at all?

The cruel reality is I will never know. My lack of closure was brought up full force, and I broke down. I started crying, the messy crying where your nose is runny and the pain leaks out as ugly moans. There's still a deep sadness rooted in the pits of my soul, and that trailer just dug it out into the open, overwhelming me.

My entire day has been shot, but organizing my thoughts like this helped, and the extremely low-key initial excitement of the trailer showed me that I still do care for the series in some way, deep down. While not anytime soon, perhaps I will play KH3 afterall one of these days. I feel like today has pushed me forward one step. A painful, uncomfortable step, but a step none-the-less. Ultimately I think it's a good thing, but I'd trade this progress in a heartbeat to replace Sora with Reimu Hakurei lol.

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tl;dr lol

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never even played KH, series just doesn't look like something I'd be interested in

Sora's gameplay looks really cool though, and I am happy with his inclusion

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What is going on in here

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I think you should see a therapist if it's affecting you this much.

I know how you feel.. Certain things trigger negative emotions due to memories shared in the past with someone, but if it makes you feel netter-- thats going to happen anyway no matter what on days you least expect, and especially when you aren't keeping yourself occupied. But they come and go, and even though no closure sucks ass, I think if you just forgive yourself and forgive her on what happened, you can move on. Focus on being on being a better version of yourself, keep yourself occupied and happy, and start dating again and it will be much easier.

And I think you should think of the good times you have with kingdom of hearts and do your best to stay positive in general. Who says you cant meet someone else who gives you good memories?

cjs28 posted...

tl;dr lol

Dude has a lot of good memories with KoH franchise. He met a girl that shared his interest in the series and they were in a relationship. Things turned sour and he didn't get closure from the break up, and he spiraled into depression, and now KoH reminds him of his breakup that hasn't gotten over.


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Square just shot themselves in the foot.
I don't know how much the rest of you know about Japanese culture (I'm an expert), but honor and shame are huge parts of it. It's not like it is in America where you can become successful by being an asshole. If you screw someone over in Japan, you bring shame to yourself, and the only way to get rid of that shame is repentance.
What this means is the japanese public, after hearing about this, is not going to want to purchase Super Smash Bros, nor will they purchase any of Square's games. This is HUGE. You can laugh all you want, but Square has alienated an entire market with this move.
Square, publicly apologize and cancel Sora for Smash or you can kiss your business goodbye.

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I ain't reading all that
I'm happy for u tho
Or sorry that happened

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kingdom farts

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Wall o fucking text

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I would like someone to do an epic voice retelling of that post

I didnt read that shit btw

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cjs28 posted...

tl;dr lol

ye lol

FL81 posted...

Sora's gameplay looks really cool though, and I am happy with his inclusion

Yeah, I think he's a great final pick and I'm happy for all those excited. Haven't been able to watch his gameplay yet, plan to do it tomorrow after a good nights sleep. I'm sure Sakurai did a good job as he usually does.

Arcanine2009 posted...

I think you should see a therapist if it's affecting you this much.

I know how you feel.. Certain things trigger negative emotions due to memories shared in the past with someone, but if it makes you feel netter-- thats going to happen anyway no matter what on days you least expect, and especially when you aren't keeping yourself occupied. But they come and go, and even though no closure sucks ass, I think if you just forgive yourself and forgive her on what happened, you can move on. Focus on being on being a better version of yourself, keep yourself occupied and happy, and start dating again and it will be much easier.

And I think you should think of the good times you have with kingdom of hearts and do your best to stay positive in general. Who says you cant meet someone else who gives you good memories?

Thought about therapy for awhile, don't really have the money though. Maybe one day.

For the most part I'm alright and hold myself together pretty well, some days are just worse than others. Today involved confronting a series I've avoided for years now, and I wasn't prepared for that. I do feel it's a step forward however, and tomorrow I'll be better. I appreciate the thoughtful response.

Veggeta_MAX posted...

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Damn, that's more than I was expecting. I usually just lurk. Felt like getting this off my chest and didn't know where to post it.

Returning_CEmen posted...

I would like someone to do an epic voice retelling of that post

I didnt read that shit btw

I could, but considering you didn't read it, I don't think it'll be anywhere near as entertaining as you expect lol

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Damn people are posting essays on this thread!

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Have you dated since then? Fastest way to get over someone is talk to others and get into a relationship.

And try not to dwell on it. Accept what can't be changed and just learn from your mistakes. And work in yourself to become a better person. You will rebound back.

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I'm so angry, I could write a book!

I don't know what to make of that post. But I'm very sorry if you are hurting.

Life is so sad compared to when we were young. :(

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Homeless_Waifu posted...

Damn people are posting essays on this thread!

Lol Im not reading a single one

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Homeless_Waifu posted...

Damn people are posting essays on this thread!

Right? It's crazy how many people's experience seem to mimic mine! I thought I'd be the only one. I'm most excited that everyone else wanted Reimu too

tremain07 posted...

I do quite like his render, really captures the spirit of the original KH1 official art. I didn't get very far in the video, but I got far enough to see Sakurai happy

https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/142235520099942400/895025415415025684/unknown.png

Arcanine2009 posted...

Have you dated since then? Fastest way to get over someone is talk to others and get into a relationship.

And try not to dwell on it. Accept what can't be changed and just learn from your mistakes. And work in yourself to become a better person. You will rebound back.

I've briefly dated a fair few women since then, mostly pre-pandemic, but it never went anywhere. I often got bored by the 2nd date, and I just wasn't emotionally available. You're right in that it does help though, I learn a bit more about myself and what I'm looking for with every date I go on. The big reason I fell into the mess I did was because of my lack of boundaries, and I've been working on that slowly but surely. At the very least, I now have enough self-respect to avoid such a toxic relationship in the future.

FortuneCookie posted...

I'm so angry, I could write a book!

I have written some other pieces throughout the years regarding this, and I've considering putting it in a book. As shitty as the whole thing was, I learned a lot of valuable life lessons that hopefully others can avoid. I'll let you know when it's published!

joe40001 posted...

I don't know what to make of that post. But I'm very sorry if you are hurting.

Life is so sad compared to when we were young. :(

Word, I don't know what to make of my post either lol. I'm pretty satisfied with the Smash Ultimate roster, and I didn't think I'd care much one way or the other who the final DLC was, then I got hit by a truckload of emotion lol.

That said I do feel better, if a bit drained. Like I finally let go of some of the shit that's been plaguing me. Rather let it out in an overly wordy post than let it circle in my mind during bouts of insomnia.

For now, a good nights sleep is all I need, and I plan to go to bed soon. Eager to check out Sora's gameplay when I'm in a more stable state of mind.

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*hug*

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Talking about it helps. Im guessing youve already let some of the rose tint fade just by speaking about it but youre doing just fine my friend.

When my ex left me it took me like 4 years to get over it (it was a mess and a lot of friends went with her and yada yada) so Id say youre making good progress. You recognized that you werent emotionally available/ready to date again, which means youre pretty introspective so Id say just keep recognizing when the negativity starts taking hold and adjusting yourself as needed with it.

Mainly I just wannna say keep your head up and moving forward. You got this brother, keeps getting easier with time.

edit: FWIW its been almost 8 years now and my ex still pops into my head at random times. Dont know if that stuff will ever go away but Im 100x happier than I was and Im in a better place, but it still takes conscious reminders now and then.

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