PETA - Late to the Pokemon Protest Party

I suspect you don't smell of old cheese and legumes (correct me if I'm wrong) so you could probably put up another point for yourself there.

A good point, 2 points for me!

Do you guys remember Monster Rancher? It was Pokemon before Pokemon existed, and it was cool because it wasn't just a show to sell a series of toys, it was a game... And it just sold once.

However, it had that whacky Japanese theory about reward and punishment. You would breed a monster from music, video and game CD's you put in your PS1. It read the CD and generated a monster based on the information on the CD... Wasn't just random either, same monsters from the same CD's every time. Neat! Then you'd fuse them with other monsters, freeze them for later use, feed them, train them ETC.

Training, however, was this vicious torture that you subjected your beast too in order to harden it the f*** up, like how a murderer would teach it's child to play football. Some invovled walking through a gauntlet of swingging logs that slammed into the monster to increase it's fortitude, in the same way kicking a child in the face every day prepares it for preschool. The monster failed when attempted the feat with all it's heart but could stand the pain and brutality no more and fell to it's knees, in essence begging you with it's little voiceless mouth to end the agony.

Once this happened, there were only two choices... Reward or Punish the creature. Now, you might think: "It tried it's best and is learning to improve, so Reward for it's efforts?" but in the mind of Japans game makers, that made the beast confused and lazy! It learnt to fail! CHILD BAD, NO DO MATH!! No, instead you had to punish it for trying and not being good enough! Yes, having smashed the poor monster into a bloody pulp with swingging logs, you then slapped it's face it called it names when it turned out that doing that wasn't good for it. WHY YOU NOT DOCTOR YET!?!?

Anyway, it was great. Now, if you'll pardon me I have to go put my children to bed. If they aren't instantly asleep when their head hits the pillow, I take one of their teeth and yell at them about wasting seconds of their lives. It's important thou, they have a hard day of walking across hot coals on their hands ahead of them tomrrow... Those who fail to cross have to eat the coals. I love those kids.

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