Don't you all remember last Christmas or Chanukka or Kwanza or whatever you guys celebrate and your all wrapped with joy at the prospect of getting your hands on the latest game be it Cod3 or Bf3 or something that actually qualify's as a good game such as Deus ex the original. (sorry that was mean on my part, Skyrim was pretty good but I'll come round to that later...or not)and you finally get your hands on that beautiful pristine wrapping paper and pop and lock the cd in whatever game console you got. (If those games you got fall under the Wii category then may the spaghetti monster be with you my poor fellow)
You finally play that game and oh god you wouldn't trade it for anything in the world...xept maybe sex. You play it everyday, whatever bit of free time you have you play...and play...after school...on the weekends. And it becomes less of a fun thing to do but more of a ritual that if you don't complete you won't have any excuses not going to the gym or having a social life (but who the fuck needs a social life right?). Slowly you find yourself saying "All I do is do quests for facial inexpressless guys who don't seem to care what I do!" Or "yay another dead guy and more points for me, gee that sure showed that dude that I played this game more then him" BUT YOU'LL STAY PLAY
After a point in time, the game you played so much just looses the magic, the charm of that first Chrinuzaa you opened it on. After just so much gaming I swear to god I forgot what the sunlight was...no I'm kidding of course. But sometimes I think to myself I wish I felt like I did when I first got the game.
So this brings me to my final point, games like Skyrim, games like Battlefield 3, games like WoW. Everytime I play these games (exept for WOW but I just added that cause it's so damm popular for some eery reason)I'm happy, I am in my element and by grilled cheesus (glee sucks I know but the pun was worth it) noobs will suffer. Until I reach a point where the fun is gone and I find myself desensitized but I still play, I STILL F***ING PLAY. And I'll keep playing for hours on end CONVINCING MYSELF that I'm having fun when if I were to look at myself in a mirror you would see no more joy then when the dinosaurs discovered they all died...of smoking too much weed...in a jacuzi...CRUSHED BY A METEOR!
So the big question to get the most responses because who does not want a little badge is
AM I ALONE!?
(And Ben Yahtzee's the best...at making terrible jokes!!!!) I still laugh at them though.
You finally play that game and oh god you wouldn't trade it for anything in the world...xept maybe sex. You play it everyday, whatever bit of free time you have you play...and play...after school...on the weekends. And it becomes less of a fun thing to do but more of a ritual that if you don't complete you won't have any excuses not going to the gym or having a social life (but who the fuck needs a social life right?). Slowly you find yourself saying "All I do is do quests for facial inexpressless guys who don't seem to care what I do!" Or "yay another dead guy and more points for me, gee that sure showed that dude that I played this game more then him" BUT YOU'LL STAY PLAY
After a point in time, the game you played so much just looses the magic, the charm of that first Chrinuzaa you opened it on. After just so much gaming I swear to god I forgot what the sunlight was...no I'm kidding of course. But sometimes I think to myself I wish I felt like I did when I first got the game.
So this brings me to my final point, games like Skyrim, games like Battlefield 3, games like WoW. Everytime I play these games (exept for WOW but I just added that cause it's so damm popular for some eery reason)I'm happy, I am in my element and by grilled cheesus (glee sucks I know but the pun was worth it) noobs will suffer. Until I reach a point where the fun is gone and I find myself desensitized but I still play, I STILL F***ING PLAY. And I'll keep playing for hours on end CONVINCING MYSELF that I'm having fun when if I were to look at myself in a mirror you would see no more joy then when the dinosaurs discovered they all died...of smoking too much weed...in a jacuzi...CRUSHED BY A METEOR!
So the big question to get the most responses because who does not want a little badge is
AM I ALONE!?
(And Ben Yahtzee's the best...at making terrible jokes!!!!) I still laugh at them though.