Live From The Edge

            (The following events are mearly predictions which may actually
            happen....some day)

            In a faint, dusty room the inhabitants of Planet Console have gathered
            to mourn the passing of the N64. They gaze forlorned at the wooden
            casket which has been made especailly for the occasion as they begin to
            talk to each other in idle chit chat. The N.E.S and the Game Boy talk of
            old times including the great war in the trenches against Sega. How they
            suffered but, as Game Boy will state quite clearly, superior battery
            power length edged it out for him against the Game Gear.

                    The S.N.E.S is in a sultry corner crying it's eyes out as
            Virtual Boy wonders if any sod has ever seen him let alone remember him.
            Even those not directly connected with the family are there to pay their
            last respects. Sony PlayStation has just come back from a three week
            holiday in it's private villa in Tenerife and the Sega Dreamcast is
            being carried in by its parents, Mega Drive and Saturn, because it's
            christening was only a few weeks ago. Slowly a hush desends on the
            assembled crowd as the vicar (Taking a break in between weddings and
            boring schoolkids to death with paragraphs from the bible) begins.

                 "We gather here today to mourn the passing of our dearly beloved
            N64" he starts "T'was not, unfortunatly, a quick death but a lingering
            one that started right at birth. N64's troubles started when it was too
            afraid to give an appearence in the U.K. Its parent constantly told it
            that if it wanted to get success quickly and easily then staying in
            Japan was its best action and this it did for a long, long time. The
            people of Europe became even more annoyed when, time after time of being
            promised a release, it would once again reconsider a run to the safety
            of Nintendo of Japan's headquarters. For some strange reason a promised
            European release date of 'Mid 1995' turned into '1st March 1997'. Nobody
            knows why.......

                The N64's childish pranks were continued when, upon it's release in
            this country, it only decided to offer itself to only those who had been
            queing outside Comet with their sleeping bags since the Ice Age and it
            decided to charge £250 sterling pounds for people to get their grubby
            little mits on it. This wasn't very nice.

               To add a little salt to the wounds the N64 decided that everbody
            should have to go mining for it's games at great expense to themselves.
            On the day of getting their bright, new N64 people travelled another 20
            miles to find a bloody games for it! If they did find a shop that had
            the sacred games they faced firstly the relisation that they had a fight
            on their hands and then the discovery that they had a massive choice
            of.....two titles. It is common knowledge that, for those who didn't get
            a game to play, their N64 was used as a doorstop for the first few
            weeks. That wasn't very nice either was it?

              When N64 went to school it was bullyed constantly by PlayStation who
            had already claimed the U.K as 'It's turf' so the N64 had a difficult
            school life and so learned little.

              Things would have got better for the N64 had it not went to the same
            university as PlayStation and, once again, it got it's head kicked in.
            The N64 spent the last few years smoking dope and drinking to excess
            within the halls of residence. N64 constantly chanted 'I don't care
            about the stupid idiots in Europe (Hic!) just give then that stupid
            little snot green dinosaur and we'll be bloody done with it (Hic!) Pass
            the bucket RRRAALLLLPHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

               Unfortunatly friends the N64 was found in a pool of it's own vomit
            with a whiskey bottle in hand leading to where it is today. So ashes to
            ashes and dust to dust........"

                As the speech continued S.N.E.S couldn't help but shed a silicon
            tear as the casket was but into the awaiting black Dixons bag. the only
            thing left in the will was a golden joypad which S.N.E.S would keep very
            close to his heart. The final part of the bag vanished from view and the
            Consoles were left with their own private thoughts which created a
            silence in the room.

            PlayStation broke it by saying.......
            "Ah well jolly good show lads, terribly sorry for the old bastard, now
            who's coming to get pissed down the Joypad and Multitap?"

            Cameron