I agree with
@Elodie above -- the setup to moving in felt very atmospheric, with Kapp'n wheeling you around in a tiny cab in the pouring rain. To my kid brain, it stopped just short of creepy. To my now-adult brain, I love the balance of excitement, mystery, nostalgia, and darkness in that atmosphere.
I'd spend all night (or the few hours of nighttime that I was allowed to be awake
) talking to villagers, over and over again, until they finally refused to speak to me anymore. I loved the dialogue -- and, even more so, I loved when they'd ask weird questions and give me items. I was obsessed with items and clothing in a way that I can't be, now, when everything is available to see online. I'd run home and toss whatever it was in my house, only to cringe away in horror from the gigantic oil drum I had soiled my living room with.
I used to collect seashells and sell them, feeling like it was such a clever hack.
Money for almost no effort!
I remember trying (and failing) to fish for upwards of a year. I'd pull the line back too early, as soon as the fish bit, and never once caught anything. On a whim, I waited until the bobber sank under the water. My first fish? A sea bass, of course! I felt invincible after that.
I'd play with a few of my other friends and my sister, but originally all on the same account. We each had a little flag that we placed on the ground outside of our cluttered, shared home (mine read "
THE EXTERMINATOR" because of how amazing I considered my bug-catching abilities -- yes, I was very humble). My sister and I would fight, sometimes physically fight, over the arrangement of shirts in our tiny home, as we did not know how to use the storage function for the longest time. This lead to us finally getting two separate DSes (mine was a pink DS Lite)!
I saved so many villager photographs, old letters, gifts from Mom, even bank statements, at the Post Office.
Oh, the Post Office... and the strange messages that were always posted on the Bulletin Board (Pelly, was that you? Or Phyllis?) I really miss the personality and diversity of the villagers back then. Enough has been said on the topic, but I love Phyllis and I NEED her back.
Slowly befriending cranky Lobo over a period of months. Being best friends with Goldie and Bob. Always visiting Pinky and Coco, who lived right next door to each other. My sister's intense feud with Pate. Shooting Pete and UFOs out of the sky, robbing villagers blind during Flea Markets, spending hours designing sweaters at Ables', getting my hair done at Shampoodle, finding strange letters in bottles on the ocean, shoving villagers into cracks in the ground to test if they were pitfalls, designing constellations with Celeste ... oh my goodness, I could go on and on.
I love Wild World intensely, as so many childhood memories took place there. There was a lot of personality, panache, quirkiness, and strangeness in that game that really struck me in the heart.
Thanks for making this thread