After rocking back and forward in the fetal position for 4 and a half hours I have finally finished the game(the whole 4 hours was just fighting the last boss). By the time the final cutscene played I was still in awe that I actually defeated the final boss, the red still blinking in my mental eye. When the credits started to role I was curled up in a tight little ball with the controller to my face and big doe eyes peeking out as I watched the tv. My father walks in on this, investigating the squeals and the abrupt halt of the string of "OMG" and "nonononononon don't die", to find me in such a silly pose. And upon one word I burst out laughing(and somewhat crying) as I fling myself to the side to cover up my red a** face of embarassment and utter excitement with the completion of the game. I finish watching the credits congratulating the people who made the game as their names pass by on the screen and finally get up and leave the computer room so my dad can play. After 2 hours of utter excitement and seizure-like bouts I can finally say I have my life back from the obsession of FFXII-one of the best games I've ever played(although I might be biased, still too happy to think straight)
and yes....I did make the image during my euphoria lol
