No relation to The Load, though that may be what you call games suffering from this. So it's a double sword on weaker systems. However compressed data can be faster load and decompressed than to use uncompressed data on a optical drive. This not only allows them to store more of the game's data, which will usually load faster from the hard drive than from an optical disc, but also allows them to use uncompressed storage, which takes a lot less work from the CPU to load. It can help when hard drives grow larger. Solid state cartridges from the old days had fast random access times that some cases match or is faster than ram(snes), but their severely limited capacity increases the temptation to use data compression in larger modern games, which can take a very long time to decompress on a game console. But it didn't take too awfully long for games to take advantage of increasing disk size and grow so big that they took as long to load from the hard disk as their ancestors did from floppies. Computer gamers of the 1980s learned to loathe the slow-as-molasses tape and floppy disk drives of that era, and cheered when they were replaced by the much faster hard disks. This is something of a cyclic trope because of technology changes. This trope is about games that take too damn long to load, and do so not just at startup, but the entire time you're playing the game. However, those are not the subject of this trope. How we loathe them, and yet how common they are. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 116905 Chapters: 19/? Comments: 268 Kudos: 451 Bookmarks: 99 Hits: 19158 mostly through folding the royal content more tightly into the main story.this is not just a rewrite of p5r with a transgirl protag.Other Content Warnings at the Start of Every Chapter.Kurusu Akira/Sakamoto Ryuji/Takamaki Ann."Whensoever games are loaded off disk, whether that be a floppy, a hard drive, or some kind of Blu-Ray thing, there will be games that take longer to load than to play."Īh, Loading Screens. Some small part of Akiza had expected getting home to somehow become just as difficult as getting to school had been, but she was thankful to be proven wrong. Morgana, half-leaning out of Akiza’s bag with paws on her shoulder, had helped to formulate a plan to convince Sojiro to let her ‘keep’ him on the way back. Before arriving at the cafe, she set the bag down and let him hop out near Sojiro’s house. When Akiza stepped through the door to Leblanc, Sojiro was working the grinder in the back. The smell of coffee and curry was fresh, and a few young adults had taken up the bar, talking loudly. Sojiro had already complained openly about customers a couple times after they’d left in front of her before, so she decided not to add onto anything and just gave a short “I’m back,” and got out of the way, heading towards the stairs.
For some reason that seemed to surprise the man, but he wasn’t in a position to do much more than nod anyways. For how tired she thought she’d be, taking the cleaning step by step had given her the momentum she needed to keep going.
The space was finally clean, and only mostly looked like an attic.īeneath all the clutter in her room, she’d discovered an impressively well-tooled workbench, and whatever wasn’t garbage she tucked away in the small storage area on the other side of the stairs.Īkiza let out a breath, clapping the dust of her hands and placing them on her hips with a smile. The bare bulbs hanging from the rafters would need some kind of fixture hanging on them eventually, and there wasn’t much to do in the space, but it was… nice. Working on a space, and being able to call it hers just felt… nice. Steps sounded on the stairs, and Sojiro’s head poked up. “Yes, thank you!” Akiza chirped, picking up her bag of essentials from its shelf. “You’re in a good mood today, huh?” Sojiro commented as she followed him out the door of the cafe. “School went well then?” She smiled again, taking in a deep breath. She could almost feel Julie humming just beneath her skin, and the confidence the Persona filled her with was intoxicating. “And there’s something nice about a new beginning, even if it’s not for the best reasons.” “It did! I even made a couple friends.” She hummed. “Just, uh, make sure you don’t get mixed up in a bad crowd, alright? That’d be the last thing I need.” “Well, look at you go, making friends already,” the words seemed to automatically leave his mouth, before he spared her a glance, then turned his attention to the gate of the house. They’re good people.” The statement was firm, and positive.Īltogether their exchange had been, Akiza felt, equal parts truth and lies by omission. As much as she hadn’t met Ryuji and Ann under conventional circumstances, they still had met, and she was grateful for it.
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