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I’ll give you two, one of which I know for a fact you know, but that I’ll say again for the public.

1. The Protomen, in part, led me to write The Captain of the Virtual Console. I saw their show, I looked at the source material, and, thanks to Mega Man’s appearance in Captain N: The Game Master, I stumbled upon it, which sparked the idea for VCC.

2. That concert was not the first absolute time ever I heard The Protomen. When I was in the old college, I was friends with a whole fraternity with whom The Protomen are very popular. Every year, they have an event called Media Whoredom, where everyone sits in a big room and watches various videos together. My second year, among them was The Will of One. I loved the sound of it, so when I got the opportunity to see them live, I did so for the sake of that one song.

For the record, I started crying when they played it. It was glorious.

(Notice: This was asked and answered when the account was used for an RP.)

Only the gist of it, really. He rules your City — quite harshly. Its people live in fear. Some would even say there’s worse things than Death there. …Very technically speaking… I could go into specifics of, say, his history, but I don’t really know how much of it would apply to your City.

For one thing, in the history of the City I learned, well… you died, Emily. Yet here we are.

I am a dingus who doesn’t watch a lot of movies, so no, I have not.

I presented the CDs to my parents once, and they both remarked on the Act II cover art’s resemblance to a Streets of Fire poster. So… you know. It’s more apparent that I know. XD

Cuanta Vida. I turn to it first because it was always so profound for me. It was late July, I think, but it only had 61 pages when I found it. Page 61 is a minor cliffhanger, which definitely helped, but I was also dreading my senior year of high school, so it was another little perfect storm circumstance. Regardless, I cared about what happened to these people, if they would escape, so I committed to the story, soaking up every page. This would, by extension, lead me to gain a loyalty to Kytri comics as a whole. When she started TWIYEH!, I hopped right in.

I got into Mortal Kombat rather randomly, but I still remember how it happened. I just looked up the fatalities one summer afternoon, and once I went through them all, I realized that I kept mixing up some of the characters, so I started looking into them to clarify things. Their stories drew me in. I think the fact that so many of their stories are so interwoven really got me into thinking about personal emotional depth. I began to realize how important characters were to the overall story. Even if I fade in and out of the fandom, it’s still a very important franchise to me.

Then there’s The Protomen. When I went into the night’s venue last November, I just knew there was no way I was walking out without becoming a full-blown fan. Three moments stand out: Funeral For A Son, The Will Of One, and after the show.

During Funeral For A Son, K.I.L.R.O.Y. took Protoman’s helmet and gun through the crowd. This walk was in two parts: about halfway through the audience, he paused, turned to the backstage passage, and started parting the crowd there.

When he stopped, he stopped right. In. Front of me. With helm and gun in hand. So I was the first to step aside. My reaction was slightly delayed due to awe, so I ended up brushing him. But either way, it was incredible. It’s something I haven’t forgotten and can’t forget. I can’t help but wonder if something about it also draws me to Protoman himself…

The Will of One was simply awesome. When they started playing, I started crying. It was the only song of theirs I really knew at the time, but Panther was wearing the Mega Man helmet and it was all so loud and powerful and my voice wavered as I sang along and I’d never shouted that loudly and oh my god I feel it all now.

After the show, I had the opportunity to speak face-to-face with a couple of them, which really solidifed the entire experience. Murphy and I chatted a bit over Scott Pilgrim (I wore that shirt to the show because it was the only cool shirt I had that I was sure everyone would recognize), I bought my CDs from The Gambler (“I need both CDs, please!”), and K.I.L.R.O.Y. called me over personally to ask if one of my drunk friends was all right (he was. He would later tweet that he miraculously did not have a hangover). K.I.L.R.O.Y. even hugged me.