If there is one that can be said, it would be that the older I get, the more I wish games went back to the way that they used to be. I'm not even sure if RPG Maker games can even be called a guilty pleasure anymore as I seek them out much more than I do most higher budgeted titles. There's something about them that just makes me want to dig out my old Ikea chair (which I would have to battle the cats for it) find my old CRT, hook up my SNES and play the afternoon away in front of an open window. Memories of a Vagabond covers that nostalgic feeling very well and adds new and interesting gameplay elements that had me happily going into the NG+.
