Fullmetal Alchemist (GBA) Review: Can You Play This?


IMG_1304-0.JPGTL;DR: the Bottom Line

This game feels more like watching an anime than playing a game. (+) True to the source material. (-) Tedious gameplay.

Can You Play This?

The dialogue is the best aspect to the game, and it’s only in Japanese, so I can’t recommend this to Anglophones. Even if you loved only the combat, alchemy, graphics, you’d be dependent on dialogue to tell you which city or which quarter to visit next.


Reading dialogue quite honestly makes up most of the game. Outside of that the game is walking to where you are told to go, random encounters, and scripted battles.

Characters and Story

The characters are true to their manga and anime (at least Brotherhood; I’ve not watched the other) personas. (We see a bit more immaturity from Mustang than we tend to see in the canonical works, excepting the comical end matter one finds in the manga.)

You can play as Edward, Alphonse, Mustang, Hawkeye, and Armstrong. You can also play as original characters Connie and Martins. NPC’s from the source material include Hughs, Havoc, Gluttony, and Lust.

The story is not bad, I think at least on par with The Sacred Star of Milos. (The latter was in fact not very satisfying, but I find a game of even dull gameplay makes an otherwise mediocre story improved.) Story and the character portrayals are the only good reasons to play this game.

I question whether two points in the game violate cannon. (1) An NPC alchemist manages to make seemingly autonomous and intelligent replicas of humans. (2) Mustang and Hawkeye meet Lust and Gluttony before they would have in the source material.



A great mechanic is the two-timer system, something perhaps not seen in earlier RPG’s: in combat, each character’s time bar fills in accordance with that character’s speed stat, and when the time bar is full, the player can select an action for that character. What’s unusual is that after selecting an action, the time bar turns green and needs to become full again before the chose action is performed. Some actions are “slower” than others, so if you want to throw a punch, you might do so immediately, but if a character wants to perform a costly transmutation (or if a character is simply less skilled at transmutation) then the green time bar may take a long time to fill.

This mechanic adds verisimilitude to RPG combat, and I would like to have seen it spread to many other RPG’s of the time.


You never need to explore, and if you do explore, you won’t find anything except some extra cats (explained below). Talking to NPC’s is not interesting except for the required dialogue.

Your characters do get more HP as time passes (and possibly unlisted stats, but it’s impossible to tell), but random encounters do not contribute to this. Characters’ stats improve whether they are in your party or not. Combat isn’t fun except to get a feel for each of your characters, and that doesn’t take long, so there’s no reason not to run from random encounters unless it turns out that combat gives you money (I haven’t figured out from where the money comes, but I suspect that both it and HP just come automatically as the story progresses).

What’s the use of money? Not much. You can buy medicine, but I prefer to just keep a healer in my party.


Al can collect cats which you may find here and there, and he has one special move which releases a cat from his interior to attack an enemy in battle; this is a nice detail to include that shows a familiarity with Al’s character, but it is not a good gameplay element: finding more cats does not appear to increase your attack power (for all I can tell, and I picked up about eight of them), and the cat attack is pretty weak.



Ed can transmute matter for combat or to open a way to progress through an area.

All cards represent substances. The have a nature (such as metal, plant, earth), a specific name (such as copper, gold, black water), and three numbers (two Arabic numbers and one Roman number). The Roman number indicates the value of the card, capped at 5. Higher levels produce more powerful attacks. The Arabic numbers place constraints on your ability to transmute substances: when you combine two cards, the Arabic numbers of the two cards are added; two cards cannot be combined if either of the Arabic numbers would fall above 7 or below 1.

You can hold 5 cards at a time. Whenever you discard a card or combine two cards, a new level-one card is randomly generated to fill the empty spot.

Ed can to be the strongest combatant if you take time before combat to combine elements to make higher-level substances, but this isn’t stimulating and requires little strategy. If you don’t combine substances outside of combat, Ed’s alchemy attacks will be limited to level-2 cards, and consequently, he will be one of the weaker combatants.

When alchemy is needed to progress through an area, it is always scripted and tedious: you are told what nature and numbers to generate, so you have to sit on the alchemy screen for possibly a long while, discarding cards until you get one that you can use to make exactly the card you need.

If non-combat alchemy had been open-ended and exploratory, it would have provided a good deal of engagement.

All characters besides Ed have a combat transmutation ability, but it does not make use of cards.



Climbing Mt. Fuji: what you need and what you don’t

Cloud line when coming down from Mt Fuji

What should you purchase for a hike up Mt. Fuji, and what should you avoid?

Rain gear

It’s not unreasonable to expect rain on your hike.

You can rent rain gear from sundry locations, but there may be a better option. Our travel bus stopped at a small rental shop; a couple of our number had made gear reservations, but even without reservations, there was a lot of gear that the rest of us were free to rent. Rentals were surprisingly expensive.

For rain gear, I found that I was well protected with a cheap poncho, rain pants, and gaiters. You can get the former two at a combini such as 7-11 or perhaps cheaper at a Daiso (each less than 500 yen). You can get all three from a Konan (コーナン). The poncho will cover your pack in addition to yourself. No rain coat/jacket needed.

Another important piece of rain gear is boots:


A lot of the kids in my group wore their street shoes; I was grateful to have boots. Not only do they afford protection against long hours on the rocky mountain path, but they provide some protection against the rain.

For completely dry feet, you’ll want not only boots but legitimate gaiters (which cover the tongue of your boots). My socks became moist; the feet of many of others were rather less dry.

Your call, a rental for boots may be worthwhile.

Cold-weather clothing

The documents we were given advised us to bring cold-weather clothing. I never felt a need for long pants until we were at the summit and had stopped walking. The elevation is really rather high, and the winds were a bit strong. You may not want long pants, but bring a warm top.

Travel package

All you really need is a bus to and from the mountain. Even if a bus ticket is all you get, this should be the most expensive part of your hike.

We paid for a package which entailed a round-trip bus ride (9 hours each way from Osaka), a few hours’ rest on bunks in one of the stations along the trail, a few meals, and a stop at a bath on the way back. The Japanese bath was welcome after the exhausting hike.

Our hike started at 5:00pm at the 5th station on the mountain. We walked until the middle of the night, had an hour’s rest, and then resumed hiking to catch sunrise at the summit.


No. A guide actually didn’t cost our party much more than the non-guide package, but going with a guide roped us into a group of 40 or 50 people, and going in such a large group placed uncomfortable constraints on where and when would could take breaks and what speed we could go.

It was impossible to keep any kind of pace because the people least capable of climbing a mountain were taken to the front of a line, and they would take a few steps and then halt. Unfortunately, with the dense crowds of the brief climbing season (one can only climb Mt Fuji in summer), climbers were stacked bumper-to-bumper, so if you were halfway through a stride on uncertain footing, you’d be stuck in that position until the people at the front of your group decided to move again.

Lack of a regular pace and frequent stops at awkward stances made the walk more exhausting than it would otherwise have been.

To reduce crowds, I recommend going on a weekday rather than a weekend if you can.

Did the guide offer anything helpful? Only indicating which rest house was our appointed resting place. But the fact is that he got us there two hours late, so we had only one hour to lie down.

Head lamp

Hiking long hours after dark, a head lamp was beneficial. A handheld lamp would have sufficed, but the rental fee for a headlamp was only 500 yen at the shop. (Wearing it around my neck was a lot more comfortable than around my head.)


Some of our team brought liter-sized cans of oxygen. Apparently, a can was only 500 yen. But the oxygen was probably only a placebo. Nobody who tried the O2 noticed a benefit. I took a pull off of one can and noticed nothing at all.

Best practices while hiking

  • Drink small sips, drink frequently.
  • Don’t pause for breaks by the stations. They stink horribly from the latrines and the diesel generators.

Danu’s Lock | Magical Treasure Hunt 2013

When I say that the Box of Bog Bryg held an opera, I mean that it in fact held the entire 100-page score to an opera: Atalanta by George Frideric Handel.[1]

Naturally, we all understood — to varying degrees but all at once — that Remy’s last words pertained to this opera: Atalanta’s 15th aria, not Atlanta’s fifteenth area. We consulted the score’s index to find the 15th aria, and, as we should have expected, the vocal part belonged to the character of Irene. Unfortunately, Irene’s notes were written in C clef, but Jeanette actually made short work of them and played the melody without error on the pianoforte.

Not long into the aria, the lantern glowed pink, and we knew that we had found our key. We directed the lantern’s light onto the black jewel on the very large box and were rewarded with a loud thunk. The box opened, and inside we found another box! This box was locked fast and bore two keyholes in its face, separated by a medallion embedded in the surface of the wood. Of course we immediately tried the silver key in each of them, but it would not turn.

Inside the leathern pouch

The party was at a loss, and we reviewed the information we had collected so far for some clue to the opening of this box. Our attention returned to (among many other things), the pouch Brigit had sent on her homunculus’ penultimate call. More particularly, we re-read the excerpt from Le Morte d’Arthur.

It was discovered that the pouch and the letter (or perhaps the key?) which it contained were an analogy for the scabbard and sword in the text — or so we surmised from our supposition that Brigit’s intended message lay in Merlin’s assertion that the scabbard was of more value than the sword. The pouch in fact had something to teach us. Turning it inside out revealed that a message had been written on the inside of it:

The left lock will turn if I press my hand against the medallion until the lock clicks.

The solution

Honestly, our party pressed more than one palm against the medallion, and even after a very long time, the box made no response, and still the silver key would not turn.

The box in fact needed no hand at all, only something cold, as Brigit’s hand was. After chilling the medallion for a while, a thunk was heard from the box, and the silver key turned in the left keyhole. It would not turn in the right keyhole, however. Heating the medallion produced another thunk, and the key turned in the right keyhole. At last, the box opened, and inside was a clear crystal cut into the shape of an intricate snowflake.

The conclusion

After the success of our treasure hunt, the swamp began to recede, and before a week was out, the roads were passable once more. Dash and I legged it to Yvelines, where we obtained a carriage to collect the others.

You might think there would still be some fighting to do over the inheritance, but to the best of my knowledge, none of the claimants has pressed the matter even to this day. Being stranded as we were was an experience which I hardly wish to revisit even mentally. I am content to pretend the old estate never existed, and I suppose that the feeling is common to most of the party.

Building the dowry box

Dad and I actually built the two locks for the dowry box ourselves. It took me several designs before coming up with something reliable that was easy to construct. We cut the frame and bolt from some thick acrylic Dad had lying about, and the bolt’s stopping points were controlled by putting a large compression spring and ball bearing into a slot cut into the acrylic frame. The bolt had a couple of bumps along its length so that it would snap into position when moving past the ball catch.

In the back of each lock was a ward which blocked the keyway. The ward could be extracted via a pull solenoid controlled by the dowry box’s brain, an ATtiny85.

Alas, the temperature-sensitive lock did NOT work on game day. Luther and I worked on it to no end, and we had it mostly working a hundred different times in a hundred different ways, but we found that once any solenoid activated, it threw a wrench into the temperature sensor’s ability to deliver reliable readings. (We used a TMP36 for the sensor.) We tried attaching capacitors of various sizes immediately against the sensor, but it made no difference. The solenoids were each only about 1.5 or 2 inches away from the sensor, so perhaps there was nothing that could be done with the intense magnetic disruption that their activity caused.

You can find the code for the dowry box on my repo at github: https://github.com/Vaselinessa/treasure-hunt-des-marais/tree/master/dowry-box.

The opera

A nod goes to Matt Crook, whose brilliant puzzle concerning the tombs of Caesar Augustus in his Blood Faith installments served as inspiration for the Atlanta-Atalanta riddle. Seriously, go read Blood Faith if you haven’t done so. It’s probably shorter than 30,000 words in all.

[1] http://javanese.imslp.info/files/imglnks/usimg/0/07/IMSLP19079-PMLP44870-HG_Band_87.pdf

The Clock | Magical Treasure Hunt 2013

Shortly after opening the four boxes in the flour cupboard, we examined the clock and assembled it by attaching the hour and minute hand to it.

The pendulum was actually a stud which could be pressed like the switches on the box in which we had found the lantern.

It seemed reasonable to assume that the riddle from the page bearing Jesu Joy of Man’s Desiring was pertinent. I reproduce it here:

Both hands upon the keyboard place
Observe the figures which they chase
At midnight hands must rise to face
And indicated hours trace


Jeanette played Jesu Joy of Man’s Desiring on the pianoforte, and many of the search party were attentive to the figures which her hands traced, but we initially turned up nothing. We used the lantern to shine the light of joy on the clock, but it made no response. Jeanette tried playing other songs on the pianoforte, and we watched her hands. Still we had nothing.

Another thing that we considered was that the tiny bones from the telegraph’s bundle might be finger bones (for a hand 1/5 the size of a human’s) and that they must be placed upon the piano keys for some effect, but this proved fruitless.

After much frustration, Eldred mumbled almost absently that the four wooden blocks when assembled constructed a keyboard.

Much forehead thumping ensued.

We pulled the two hands from the clock and placed them on the keyboard. The two faint marks mentioned earlier (raindrop and flower) matched two of the designs cut into the clock hands. When placed against these marks, the point of the hour hand indicated a “6”, and the point of the minute hand indicated a “4.”

Understanding the meaning of the riddle at last, we reattached the hands to the clock face, starting at midnight, and then turned the minute hand until the clock read six and twenty. A press of the stud on the pendulum elicited a melody from the clock.

We reproduced this melody on the pianoforte, and the lantern glowed yellow.

Shining the light

It was clear now what “the light of time,” referenced in one of the telegraph riddles, meant.

We found the place of make believe in short order: the large house actually had a small theater in it, and with Remy’s eye and the light of time, we found yet another invisible beacon. Attached to it was the silver key.

The box from the attic

I should emphasize that the order in which I relate all these proceedings to you does not reflect the order in which our party went about our discoveries but only the order in which I think they make the most sense. If I were to tell you the disorganized facts of everything we tried and how many times we left a riddle to come back to it later, this account should be ten times as long.

At this point, I return to the box I mentioned in an earlier post, the one we discovered behind the door with no hinge. There were on this box, as I mentioned, seven tiny jewels and one larger, black jewel.

With the solution to the clock’s puzzle, we now could elicit five colors from the lantern, and we proceeded to shine each one on the box, with no result until our final color: blue. No sooner had the blue light hit the box but the leftmost of its seven white jewels blazed with blue light, brighter than I had thought possible from such a tiny thing.

Invigorated, we returned to the piano with more enthusiasm and repeated several colors from before. The box next responded to the orange light. With the first two jewels alight, glowing blue and orange, it didn’t take Dash long to call out the answer: blue, orange, green, blue, red, yellow, green.

The solution

We asked him how he had determined that sequence, and he explained that the initials of those colors spell “Bog Bryg.”

Box of bog bryg

Sure enough, this sequence lighted the white jewels in turn until we had a brilliant but disorganized rainbow, and when the final jewel was glowing, the box clicked audibly. We lifted the lid and discovered to our wonder an opera.

Another disappointment arose at this point. Some time prior to discovering the answer to the riddle but after plugging in the electrical leads on the clock, the clock went awry. Luther mentioned he smelled burning and pulled the electrical leads. I guess that they had been plugged in backward because in fact we found that the board had burned out. I had to rewire it and find a new power supply after the hour had been entered on the clock and the pendulum stud pressed to no avail.

Building the clock

The clock was powered by a wall wart, and the program ran on an ATtiny85. The code is available on my github repo. The clock was in fact an old mechanical pendulum clock, which Dad and I modified to close a circuit at 6:20. When the ATtiny detects a rising or falling edge on the I/O pin connected to the pendulum stud, it plays the song if the circuit formed by the clock is closed.

Building the box of Bog Bryg

The Box of Bog Bryg is essentially a conglomeration of the spirit beacons mentioned earlier and the other solenoid latch boxes mentioned earlier. It’s driven with an ATmega328. The code is available on my github repo.