Let's take a walk down cliché road...
NES -- Super Mario Bros. My little 8-year-old brain was hooked pretty earlier, though I wouldn't quite develop an obsession until 3 came into my life.
SNES -- Super Mario World. Played it at a Service Merchandise kiosk, but then some neighbors got it and the console and we started a collaborative effort to 100% the thing.
Genesis -- Sonic the Hedgehog. I was more of a fan of the franchise itself, mostly because I wouldn't get to own a Genesis, but after playing a bit a buddy's house and watching that damned blue blur tear through cartoon deathbots. I remember everybody being impressed that I got the first Chaos Emerald (more or less by accident).
Game Boy -- Tetris. That is all.
PS1 -- Hoo boy. Final Fantasy Freaking VII. I had gone to a buddy's house for this nerdy sleepover. Lots of video games, lots of arguing about video games, lots of Korn. Then somehow or other I got roped into trying this bad boy. I managed to get to Wall Market that I remember for sure; I think somebody else took over but either way we got to the HQ. I full-on fanboy'd all over that and snagged my own copy (before I owned a console, I thought logic was for the weak back then). I still have that battered old game and its case in a place of honor among my stacks.
Xbox -- First game was Halo, but it was Star Wars Battlefront 2 that actually got me to play the thing. I loved the conquest (or as we called it the Adventures of Dar Squadron because the enemy AI was retarded).
PS2 -- I had gotten my first one not-quite-new from someone at work, and mostly used it to rebuild my PS1 obsession. I had tried a couple of actual PS2 games but they kept leaving a sour taste in my mouth, even if they came from franchises that I enjoyed. Then I nabbed Atelier Iris 2 more or less for the hell of it. Cutesy graphics, watered down RPG formula plot with huge holes. I didn't care. I don't care now. Something about the whole package just really clicked for me. I don't understand it, but I love that game.
Xbox 360 -- Halo: Reach. Screw the campaign. We just kept tearing around on Gruntpocalypse. There we were, hardcore RPGers the lot of us, giggling like retards when we got headshots and arguing about loadouts and armor lock.
PS3 -- Kingdoms of Amalur: Reckoning. This was something of an odd journey. My brother had gotten a Slim for as a gift, along a wad of games. Because apparently I find new games scary, the poor console just sort of sat there while I tore through Borderlands 2 on 360 and random PS2 games for a while. I traded for gamed that I would play on it, I ignored it. I bought games I would play on it, I ignored it. Then I nabbed Amalur and put that bad boy in. I got all the way up to the questgiver that sounds like Andy Serkis joined some sort of metal garage band and knew I was hooked.
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