Back when I started out, people could wear whatever they wanted without their pants flying off when they touched a radical, and weren't inexplicably repelled by shinier things.
We hitched on people and creatures a little before we passed through them, and they actually felt a tiny bit more real, and less like ghosts.
The creatures were such a size you could believe they were animals might really be able to exist, and it felt like for all that was so horribly wrong, you could console yourself in how they at least tried so hard to remember the little things helped you believe in the world they were giving you.
Still, we have so, so much fun now, don't we? But back then.. I didn't have to work quite so hard to forget this was all just some silly little game.