Think about that for a second. After forcing you to sleep, she takes full advantage of your sudden vulnerability in the most disturbing way possible. She devours your dreams. Sometimes I wonder how this must feel for the victim. Trapped in a nightmare that they can’t wake up from, as this vicious yet outstandingly cute Jigglypuff does whatever the fuck she wants to them. They are completely at her mercy. They do not immediately wake after being hit with Dream Eater, so she can repeat this move over and over, torturing the poor soul. More disturbing still, is the fact that she gains health from her ungodly meal. Eating dreams actually makes her stronger. She’s a monster! A monster, I tells you!!… ya know… a pocket one.
There have been more nights than I’d like to admit where I simply couldn’t fall asleep due to video games. After a heavy bout on any one particular game, it would haunt me throughout the night. I’d lie down, close my eyes, and see the game in action on the inside of my eyelids. Random bursts of memories/thoughts of the game pretty much fucking invade my head, stick a big-ass flag into my mind, and claim it as their own for the night. They don’t care, they ain’t going away, and I’m not getting any sleep no matter how hard I may try. Yip, it sure is hard having a head sometimes. Counting sheep and catching Zs are of no use to me here… although I believe that if I get a hundred of them, I get an extra life.
The concept of video games haunting your sleep like this has acquired a name in recent years. They call it The Tetris Effect. Sounds pretty cool, huh? Russian backgrounds, catchy theme music, and hours of shape stacking fun. Everybody and their mama loves Tetris, right? Well, yes, technically they do, but their love for the classic puzzle game is not the issue here. Instead, it’s the effects is has on the human brain. It seems that the repetitive nature of Tetris leaves some kind of afterimage in the minds of it’s players. Playing an ass-load of the game leaves some people still thinking heavily about afterwards. This can lead to trouble sleeping, as your mind still seems to be in Tetris mode, replaying the game over and over in different ways inside your head. Basically, just going off on a big selfish tangent and dragging you along for the ride whether you like it or fucking not. Instead of resting easy at night, you may find yourself constantly watching an endless stream of falling shapes, and without any effort on your behalf, they may fall into place, demolishing horizontal lines just like in the game. You may even see multiple game over screens as the night goes on. It’s not a pleasant experience, as you toss and turn, trying to shake the images from you mind. The morning after is always a rough one, as you never really feel like you’ve gotten a night’s sleep. Instead, it often feels like you’ve only slept for an hour or two, because you spent the rest of the time battling against these images. Even when you stop tossing and turning, and finally fall asleep, it’s never a comfortable snooze. This also leads to what I call a motherfucking video game hangover! Unfortunately though, unlike a real hangover, a greasy breakfast roll is not the cure.
Apparently a lot of people in many of different walks of life can suffer from this syndrome. Truckers’ constantly seeing more road unfurl ahead of them as they lay their weary heads down for the night, general operatives working in factory lines seeing their daily jobs recur on a nightly basis, scientists’ sleep invaded by cells as viewed through a microscope’s eyepiece. There are many, many examples of how this can effect people who’s lives are filled with repetitive jobs. Hell, I even remember when I first bought Megadeth’s Rust In Peace record, I listened to it so much that I couldn’t sleep because the Tetris ghost visited me in the form of the guitar solo from Tornado Of Souls repeating in my head. Nowadays though for me it’s mostly caused by video games. Sometimes I can see fights occur as Tekken’s Paul Phoenix constantly uses my favourite manoeuvres. Other times I’m staring down the barrel of a shotgun, destroying hordes of Doom’s imps, or gunning down cardboard cut-out criminals in Lethal Enforcers. It makes sleeping difficult at times, but it can be avoided. Placing something in between games and bedtime is often a good idea. Watching a movie, or doing a spot of reading breaks it up and takes me out of the video game mindset. It puts a barrier between me and the game, which often stops it from effecting my sleep. Of course, not playing a shit-ton of games in one sitting is the perfect antidote too.
Occasionally, when nobody is watching, I like to wish that pokémon were real. If they were, and I was having a Tetris filled night, I could simply call my Jigglypuff into the room, and have her eat the repeating dream to ensure than I had a peaceful rest. There’s also a good chance that it would choke her evil ass, and I would no longer have to worry about what would happen if she turned on me… At least not until she gets resurrected for the sequel; Jigglypuff II: Dream Eater’s Revenge.