Nes e Snes

[artenight]

Nessuno ha mai provato queste console ?
Io ci gioco ogni tanto tramite emulatore,e ho trovato parecchi titoli divertenti e stupendi nel gameplay.
Tanto per farvi un'esempio,è qui che è uscito il primo Mario Bros

[Dragon Slayer]

Lo SNES lo ritengo un paradiso per i giochi di ruolo, ne ho posseduto uno e sto recuperando i grandi titoli che ho perso, davvero una grande console.

[TURRICAN]

Il NES è stata a mio avviso la seconda migliore console nintendo mai uscita dopo la N64 che aveva alcuni titoli veramente epocali.
Del NES ricordo ancora il primo Super Mario e la saga di MegaMan per non parlare poi dei primi capitoli di Zelda.
Lo SNES mi ha lasciato leggermente più indifferente, preferenda la allora concorrente Sega con il Mega Drive che la reputavo migliore come scelta e varietà di giochi (basta pensare a Sonic, Altered beast ed i vari Streets of rage)

[danleroi]

Il Nes è stato fondamentale anche a livello commerciale. Senza il Nes ora tutto sarebbe diverso, ha salvato l'industria dei videogames raccogliendola dal baratro del grande crack del 1982 causato dagli Home Computer.
A livello tecnico era inferiore alla rivale Sega Master System, che in Italia ha venduto benissimo tant'è che nel mio quartiere incredibile ma vero nessuno aveva il Nes..

Il Super Nintendo è stata invece una console fantastica, con alcuni titoli che a ben vedere possono considerarsi tra le maggiori produzioni dell'industria del videogame, come ad esempio quel Chrono Trigger ora in uscita su Nintendo DS.

Io nella mia mega collezione le posseggo entrambe, correlate da parecchi titoli ovviamente..

[Red]

Il Nes lo possiedo ancora adesso, anche se non lo utilizzo più da una decina d'anni visto che uno dei cavi è probabilmente andato. Avevo una quindicina di giochi, dai Mario a Star Wars passando per il gioco forse più frustrante della storia, Battletoads. A me è sempre sembrata complessivamente la miglior console in giro in quel periodo, su cui sono nate molte saghe ancora oggi di successo (Final Fantasy, Metroid, Castlevania, tralasciando i vari Mario e Zelda), diversamente dal Sega Master System, che tra l'altro nel mio paesino non lo possedeva nessuno (qualcuno aveva il Commodore, qualcuno l'Atari 7800, ma il povero SMS proprio nessuno a differenza del Mega Drive).
Lo Snes ci giocavo sino a poco tempo fa pur non possedendolo, e mi sembra un'ottima console, con ben poco da invidiare al suo precedessore. Forse ha pagato il fatto di avere una concorrenza molto più forte del Nes.

[uuuio006]

04

Bump up then lurkCHAPTER IV 　　Just them another visitor entered the drawing room: Prince Andrew Bolkonski, the little princess' husband. He was a very handsome young man, of medium height, with firm, clearcut features. Everything about him, from his weary, bored expression to his quiet, measured step, offered a most striking contrast to his quiet, little wife. It was evident that he not only knew everyone in the drawing room, but had found them to be so tiresome that it wearied him to look at or listen to them. And among all these faces that he found so tedious, none seemed to bore him so much as that of his pretty wife. He turned away from her with a grimace that distorted his handsome face, kissed Anna Pavlovna's hand, and screwing up his eyes scanned the whole company. 　　"You are off to the war, Prince?" said Anna Pavlovna.　　"General Kutuzov," said Bolkonski, speaking French and stressing the last syllable of the general's name like a Frenchman, "has been pleased to take me as an aide-de-camp...."　　"And Lise, your wife?"　　"She will go to the country."　　"Are you not ashamed to deprive us of your charming wife?"　　"Andre," said his wife, addressing her husband in the same coquettish manner in which she spoke to other men, "the vicomte has been telling us such a tale about Mademoiselle George and Buonaparte!"　　Prince Andrew screwed up his eyes and turned away. Pierre, who from the moment Prince Andrew entered the room had watched him with glad, affectionate eyes, now came up and took his arm. Before he looked round Prince Andrew frowned again, expressing his annoyance with whoever was touching his arm, but when he saw Pierre's beaming face he gave him an unexpectedly kind and pleasant smile.　　"There now!... So you, too, are in the great world?" said he to Pierre.　　"I knew you would be here," replied Pierre. "I will come to supper with you. May I?" he added in a low voice so as not to disturb the vicomte who was continuing his story.　　"No, impossible!" said Prince Andrew, laughing and pressing Pierre's hand to show that there was no need to ask the question. He wished to say something more, but at that moment Prince Vasili and his daughter got up to go and the two young men rose to let them pass.　　"You must excuse me, dear Vicomte," said Prince Vasili to the Frenchman, holding him down by the sleeve in a friendly way to prevent his rising. "This unfortunate fete at the ambassador's deprives me of a pleasure, and obliges me to interrupt you. I am very sorry to leave your enchanting party," said he, turning to Anna Pavlovna.　　His daughter, Princess Helene, passed between the chairs, lightly holding up the folds of her dress, and the smile shone still more radiantly on her beautiful face. Pierre gazed at her with rapturous, almost frightened, eyes as she passed him.　　"Very lovely," said Prince Andrew.　　"Very," said Pierre.　　In passing Prince Vasili seized Pierre's hand and said to Anna Pavlovna: "Educate this bear for me! He has been staying with me a whole month and this is the first time I have seen him in society. Nothing is so necessary for a young man as the society of clever women." 　　Anna Pavlovna smiled and promised to take Pierre in hand. She knew his father to be a connection of Prince Vasili's. The elderly lady who had been sitting with the old aunt rose hurriedly and overtook Prince Vasili in the anteroom. All the affectation of interest she had assumed had left her kindly and tearworn face and it now expressed only anxiety and fear.　　"How about my son Boris, Prince?" said she, hurrying after him into the anteroom. "I can't remain any longer in Petersburg. Tell me what news I may take back to my poor boy."　　Although Prince Vasili listened reluctantly and not very politely to the elderly lady, even betraying some impatience, she gave him an ingratiating and appealing smile, and took his hand that he might not go away.　　"What would it cost you to say a word to the Emperor, and then he would be transferred to the Guards at once?" said she.　　"Believe me, Princess, I am ready to do all I can," answered Prince Vasili, "but it is difficult for me to ask the Emperor. I should advise you to appeal to Rumyantsev through Prince Golitsyn. That would be the best way."　　The elderly lady was a Princess Drubetskaya, belonging to one of the best families in Russia, but she was poor, and having long been out of society had lost her former influential connections. She had now come to Petersburg to procure an appointment in the Guards for her only son. It was, in fact, solely to meet Prince Vasili that she had obtained an invitation to Anna Pavlovna's reception and had sat listening to the vicomte's story. Prince Vasili's words frightened her, an embittered look clouded her once handsome face, but only for a moment; then she smiled again and dutched Prince Vasili's arm more tightly.　　"Listen to me, Prince," said she. "I have never yet asked you for anything and I never will again, nor have I ever reminded you of my father's friendship for you; but now I entreat you for God's sake to do this for my son- and I shall always regard you as a benefactor," she added hurriedly. "No, don't be angry, but promise! I have asked Golitsyn and he has refused. Be the kindhearted man you always were," she said, trying to smile though tears were in her eyes.　　"Papa, we shall be late," said Princess Helene, turning her beautiful head and looking over her classically molded shoulder as she stood waiting by the door.　　Influence in society, however, is a capital which has to be economized if it is to last. Prince Vasili knew this, and having once realized that if he asked on behalf of all who begged of him, he would soon be unable to ask for himself, he became chary of using his influence. But in Princess Drubetskaya's case he felt, after her second appeal, something like qualms of conscience. She had reminded him of what was quite true; he had been indebted to her father for the first steps in his career. Moreover, he could see by her manners that she was one of those women- mostly mothers- who, having once made up their minds, will not rest until they have gained their end, and are prepared if necessary to go on insisting day after day and hour after hour, and even to make scenes. This last consideration moved him.　　"My dear Anna Mikhaylovna," said he with his usual familiarity and weariness of tone, "it is almost impossible for me to do what you ask; but to prove my devotion to you and how I respect your father's memory, I will do the impossible- your son shall be transferred to the Guards. Here is my hand on it. Are you satisfied?"　　"My dear benefactor! This is what I expected from you- I knew your kindness!" He turned to go.　　"Wait- just a word! When he has been transferred to the Guards..." she faltered. "You are on good terms with Michael Ilarionovich Kutuzov... recommend Boris to him as adjutant! Then I shall be at rest, and then..."　　Prince Vasili smiled.　　"No, I won't promise that. You don't know how Kutuzov is pestered since his appointment as Commander in Chief. He told me himself that all the Moscow ladies have conspired to give him all their sons as adjutants."　　"No, but do promise! I won't let you go! My dear benefactor..."　　"Papa," said his beautiful daughter in the same tone as before, "we shall be late."　　"Well, au revoir! Good-by! You hear her?"　　"Then tomorrow you will speak to the Emperor?"　　"Certainly; but about Kutuzov, I don't promise."　　"Do promise, do promise, Vasili!" cried Anna Mikhaylovna as he went, with the smile of a coquettish girl, which at one time probably came naturally to her, but was now very ill-suited to her careworn face.　　Apparently she had forgotten her age and by force of habit employed all the old feminine arts. But as soon as the prince had gone her face resumed its former cold, artificial expression. She returned to the group where the vicomte was still talking, and again pretended to listen, while waiting till it would be time to leave. Her task was accomplished.2009Wow leveling, wow power leveling, Cheap WoW Power Leveling Store, we professionally focused on providing World of warcraft Power Leveling service and offers 24/7 non-stop power leveling and wow gold service. With the quickest speed and best service we will satisfy your powerleveling aspiration for your game.

[GnG]

il nes fu anche una delle prime console (se non la prima) ad avere, oltre al joypad, periferiche di gioco alternative: ricordate la pistola zapper o il r.o.b.? quest'ultimo non l'ho mai visto in azione, solo nello spot tv e in pochi negozi... con la bava alla bocca ovviamente!

[cj altair simpson]

io ho lo snes e ho una cassetta con super mario 1 2 3 4 e kart
e poi zelda e tennis　　

[Homerazzo]

il nes fu anche una delle prime console (se non la prima) ad avere, oltre al joypad, periferiche di gioco alternative: ricordate la pistola zapper o il r.o.b.? quest'ultimo non l'ho mai visto in azione, solo nello spot tv e in pochi negozi... con la bava alla bocca ovviamente!

R.O.B. è stata una strategia commerciale della Nintendo che ha avuto molto successo. Devo ricordarti che la Nintendo produceva giocattoli prima di passare al mondo dei videogames. In quel periodo di crisi economica nessuno ovviamente era interessato a comprare videogames... perchè non mascherare allora il NES per un semplice giocattolo? Ecco quindi la nascita di R.O.B.

[Anto98]

io non ho capito cosè il rob

[Homerazzo]

In pratica R.O.B. era un semplice giocattolo (se poi fosse stato in qualche modo una periferica di gioco non ti so rispondere) creato per il motivo di cui ho parlato sopra.