Oh boy, [we're] going to get some hate for this one. [we] really shouldn’t call [our]self a “prodigal trainer,” because that would simply that there is a happy ending here where [we] arrive home, fresh from [our] time in first person shooters, strung out on the craziness of “Grand Theft Auto,” and when [we] reach the door, a caring and patient game of “Pokemon” awaits [us], ready for a new adventure. [we] wanted this scenario and honestly, that’s what [our] days leading up to playing “Pokemon Y” (sorry X fans, [we] just couldn’t bring [our]self to capture a legendary deer) consisted of. [we were] going to buy [our] copy, pop it in and have a nice romp through the new world that Nintendo had created. Instead, [we] got a trip into the uncanny valley. This was the “Pokemon” [we] knew, but it was just too different for [us] to really appreciate.