Come on, Escapist. I thought we grew up past this whole "I have zero faith in humanity" phase.
You know, over the years The Escapist has matured like a teenager. First, we got into gaming at 13 (the pretend age I'm making up for the Escapist since it was launched in 2005 and it's now on its sixth year) and it was so hardcore and we constantly discussed it while slowly branching out to other things. We discovered anime and other cool things like that. We were happy and blissful, not really too far along in our puberty. Then, two years later puberty fully hit us. We got bullied in high school. We decided that we had no faith in humanity and that everyone was assholes. We got over it a bit later and focused back on our gaming and our discussions while occasionally laughing about some stupid girly book like Twilight.
Then, we hit that phase again and oh boy did this one suck, but we pulled through and we were a fully-fledged eighteen year old and became an "art hipster" for a while where we constantly discuss the artistic merits of our medium, but even that passed after a while and then at the age of nineteen (this year), we found out what the hell ponies were and were like "OMFG NO WAI THIS AWESOME" like a lot of other nineteen year olds.
...That made more sense in my head and sounded cooler there.
You know, over the years The Escapist has matured like a teenager. First, we got into gaming at 13 (the pretend age I'm making up for the Escapist since it was launched in 2005 and it's now on its sixth year) and it was so hardcore and we constantly discussed it while slowly branching out to other things. We discovered anime and other cool things like that. We were happy and blissful, not really too far along in our puberty. Then, two years later puberty fully hit us. We got bullied in high school. We decided that we had no faith in humanity and that everyone was assholes. We got over it a bit later and focused back on our gaming and our discussions while occasionally laughing about some stupid girly book like Twilight.
Then, we hit that phase again and oh boy did this one suck, but we pulled through and we were a fully-fledged eighteen year old and became an "art hipster" for a while where we constantly discuss the artistic merits of our medium, but even that passed after a while and then at the age of nineteen (this year), we found out what the hell ponies were and were like "OMFG NO WAI THIS AWESOME" like a lot of other nineteen year olds.
...That made more sense in my head and sounded cooler there.