I want a videogame tattoo, and last week I went over the pro’s and con’s of having something from the Zelda and Mario franchises needled into my pale epidermis. This week I’m focusing on another franchise that has scared me senseless, caused nightmares and somehow sparked an obsession at the same time.
Yep, the Resident Evil series and I were introduced to one another at the young and spritely age of eight with Resident Evil 2. Long story short, Resi 2 scared the you-know-what out of me and ultimately ruined my sleeping pattern for months. But even though I was scared of the zombies, I was also intrigued by them. How can a braindead creature be so deadly and instill so much fear? So, after growing a sufficient pair of gamer-balls, I plowed through every Resident Evil title in chronological order. I bought Resident Evil magazines and books. I watched every Resident Evil parody on NewGrounds.com. But when all of that stuff ran out, I had to venture into other types of zombie fiction.
Now 15 years later I attend zombie conferences, read every zombie novel I can get my hands on, watch every zombie film I can lay on my eyes on, listen to a zombie audio drama, host a podcast about said zombie audio drama, plot out zombie apocalypse survival strategies…you get it. At the end of the day, I thank Resident Evil for igniting the crazy obsession I have with the pusbags.
That begin said I don’t know how attractive I’d look all tatted up with a decomposing zombie or an Umbrella logo, but hey, let’s see what others have done to express their undying love. (HURRR SEE WHAT I DID THARE?)
Yeeeeeeeaaaaaah, so it’s pretty clear that something from the Resi franchise won’t find a permanent home in the organ that is my skin. Maybe I’ll have better luck next week!