Retrograde Amnesia: Comprehensive JRPG Retrospective

What man who desires to be a hero would let that happen? Us, obviously. We're bleeding out of the neck, dealing with Not My First Mind Control, tempting in the desert, saying Alex and Luna over and over, screaming into Dragon Master gear (in anime), wearing an invisible sprite hat, indulging in dragon controller irony, supposing dragons are real, consuming squid guts pasta, realizing Laike has a b...

Graveyard duck, give me the bag. Inside of this bag you can find us feeling the magic, repeatedly getting lost in the forest, spriting a tree differently, receiving PSP-exclusive Nash backstory, dreaming bloody murder, parting bushes like the red sea, debating the existence of god with children, learning of the nomadic lifestyle, spreading disease, stacking up powerful rugs, violating gift customs...

The time is at hand to prove the worth of your way. We'll do that by wishing Laike was plausibly nerfed, fearing a bad lore tower, navigating pipes and catwalks, throwing shit out of a magic hat, playing fart sounds, bullying our way into a second airship, buzzing around like a turd-sick gnat, yanking on a face, foreshadowing a betrayal, enforcing the law of the west, engaging in a warrior challen...

No place is safe these days. Not even a podcast, unless we're attempting to define a dragon's lair, animating Phacia's sprite, realizing the bad guys want to kill god, crying at the amusement park, disappointing father, impressing mother, living in the cave forever, taking a dirt nap, threatening a corpse stomp, launching surprise arrows, stonewalling the NPCs, making out with our boyfriend, selli...

Is there a reason for these kinds of guys? Podcasters? Guys who are correcting a your/you're situation, reminding teenagers of their mortality, speculating the origin of hole floor dungeons, banging blowing and flicking, eliminating drag references, actually fixing a town, poking dead monsters with a stick, singing songs between two lovers, teleporting to the technodrome, wondering what variety of...

I'm so hot to trot right now. Stay cool while we're entering a spinning picture cut-scene, falling out of the sky, stealing crashed balloon parts, disregarding mortality, beating perverted slime balls, attempting a ritual, shitting on a tradesman, regretting the fool mirror purchase, choosing bow or cane, producing kindergartener music, simulating the rocking of mother, corrupting a song with mons...

Why don't you come with me? I'm going to take us to a cool place…a podcast. In such a place we're becoming a Thieves Guild member, recalling petty crime stories, developing a third ulcer, spanking another bottom, maintaining the fortune teller bit, calling Ramus a "chuckoid," handing over the blueprints, indulging in floating bug science, encouraging interest in horticulture, bonus dreaming, chill...

Knowledge is meaningless if it's not shared with others. Just like podcasts, especially when we're possessing the cornerstone that may become the foundation, confirming remastered butt crack, procuring special knowledge, wishing we were playing N.A.R.C., gaining entrance, neglecting typo correction in the remaster, loving pop quizzes, testing the power of friendship, controlling force, blowing out...

You will live forever. And you will never be alone…as long as you're listening to us fancying a brain lick, nailing non-relatives, regrettably identifying with Nash, pissing wickedly, joshin' guys, biologically challenging a pervert, referencing "♫♫ diarrhea ♫♫ diarrhea ♫♫," getting secret words in a notebook, smelling like booze, wetting a pig trough at sloppin' time, rejecting klan slogans, cons...

Let the scrubbing commence. Once clean, we're deploying a burgle, only robbing the rich folks, assuming Reza's city planners were children, reading the big book of suckers, imagining "podcasting town," falling off a high horse, tangling undergarments, giving up all passions, becoming the next Chutney Dallas, looping family trees like clover, purifying the soul, feeling manly dirt, fixin' that ice...

This is the perfect time to be drinking. With your ears. To us designing secret behavior oppression systems, using outdated language, concentrating blue hair divinity, baking "nookie cookies," wolf whistling a queen, remembering Barney violence, realizing she's jailbait, finally referencing Seinfeld, bumping off, getting rid of the magic gimp, chewing on a tongue, escalating an argument, corruptin...

When I want your opinion, I'll give it to you…in the form of a podcast, where we're suffering cursed mask after effects, removing a reference to childbirth, grossly misinterpreting "girl group," requiring Nash's friendship, setting out on a Dragon Quest, sleeping with the fishes, panty raiding, listening to ABBA all day long, reading a diary to go insane, spanking another bottom, over-inflating a...

Are you being able to look into my brain magically? Are you able to ear listen to us yearning for days of wine and song, creating a Hot Rod situation, making sure this Bud's for you, speaking with bad grammar, calling dad by his first name, focusing on the world of nature, staying in the closet, ogling stuff we don't need, establishing the prescient NPC, getting drunk after an argument, building a...

Down here, it doesn't matter. Down here, we're loving when a town turns into a dungeon, keeping the Ramus Shop vibes intact, starting a signal fire, CAPITALIZING words ARBITRARILY, ethically debating nude fortune telling, yacking all over shoes, asking for booze, screaming like a cat in heat, frying bastards alive, exploring tomato broiling technology, really getting into the weeds with flame broi...

It's painful when the memories return too suddenly. It's less painful when we're stealing villagers for mining work, blowing up a tombstone, revealing Chris' ultimate weirdo secret, counting action figures, seeding rumors of a beautiful singer, shaking the faith of the faithful, extracting lore from the library, taking over the world for non-sexual reasons, psychologically torturing mom, realizing...

I have so many frightening dreams these days. You have so many Lunar podcasts. This one's got us getting villainously angry at Dyne's Monument, locating a prescient Burg resident, being last beheld, refusing to forgive a loss-causing world, sending in the clowns, executing the perfect anime betrayal, speculating jokerification points, staring a dragon equipment collection, becoming a nasty little...

Once more into the poopy pit. Inside that mess we're aspiring to the rank of Dragonmaster, misunderstanding Jessica's social cues, hijacking the seas, letting Jessica cook in Silver Star Harmony, blowing up food, sleeping on the floor, getting my dinghy wet, better concealing the evil in our hearts, hitting Alex with a Trolley Problem, refusing to sign cleavage, suggesting a three way, repairing t...

Enough with the googoo eyes, you geek. All you need is googoo ears to hear us forcing Mia to take control of the Magic Guild, sequence breaking a heel turn, addressing a problem but refusing to solve it, sniffing Mia's bed sheets, beating the shit out of Lemia, using knowledge of the past to deal with the present, seeking to get railed, ogling at a birdy leggy bromide, becoming a sensual tomboy, o...

Show all the true soul of this imposter. Show your ears the tales of us demonstrating bravery, wearing underthings on the dome, prohibiting weapons at church, restoring memory with song, kidnapping singers for occult rituals, going Full Mom, predicting anime, desiring evil mommy punishment, blinging the dragon ring, passing back through the Cave of Trial, sorting through extended Sega CD events, a...

Screaming will achieve nothing. That's why we're speaking at normal volume about lamenting the loss of democracy, getting weirdly nationalist about fish and chips, committing to a Ghaleon bit, doubling down on menopause jokes, finding ourselves incarcerated, taking Luna to Golgotha, spitting up dots, wondering if mom's soul has been poisoned, smelling the real mom, freeing a criminal, growing a ba...

In the past, British People were responsible for the future. What a time to have never been alive. 00:00:00 Intro 00:01:35 Hackers 00:06:03 Techno 00:11:41 Wipeout Demo 00:26:36 Wipeout 00:35:50 The Prodigy 00:44:17 Wipeout XL 01:02:07 Wiped Out 01:09:14 Outro

Real men can pitch tents in the blink of an eye. Real listeners will know when we're threatening to zap men to the Frontier, steering a boat, deploying pipe organs in a fetid swamp, avoiding poisonous wa-wa, guessing dragon colors, regretting infernal curiosity, performing a sexual attack, promising not to use magic for evil, wondering if Phacia is real, feeling meat pass fresh lips, leaving to pu...

Surprise! We're back to season four with a very special 66th episode. We're joined by Aidan Moher to discuss his upcoming book on Suikoden and Suikoden II and listen to some of Aidan's thoughts on Suikoden I&II HD Remaster. In finer detail, that includes: accepting Suikoden pronunciations, measuring Suikoden's place in RPG history, wondering if RPG sequels have a place in today's game space, exiti...

That freakin' kid has no appreciation for capitalism. You freakin' kids have appreciation for defining the rules of a cave, becoming the Chad of socialism, landing on Star Search, casting spells on the lake, tossing fireballs at fishermen, recording three distinctive la la la songs in Lann, playing booger barter, appointing a tormenter, using rage energy to turn into a Witcher, wondering if Victor...

Cool, man. We cool men and a robot are socking a cheater in the gut, suffering a honker punch, getting duped by a lying treasure chest, allowing the fascists to pass through, teeming with the criminal element, moving drunk Kyle around the map, sleeping on a rock bed, building a jail in the basement, eating bugs, appreciating milfs, wondering if mountain fish is fresh, sashaying into a bedroom, sme...