You know you're a gamer if...
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When you see game HUD items in the corner of your eyes when not playing.
That happened to me when I was heavily playing Mount&Blade (the damage/kill/experience tracker to be percise), I stopped playing it for quite some time soon after.
That happened to me when I was heavily playing Mount&Blade (the damage/kill/experience tracker to be percise), I stopped playing it for quite some time soon after.
When you have twice as much video game music in your iTunes library as you do all the other genres combined.
When you spend all day with Pokemon music in your head, only to have it replaced with Final Fantasy later on.
The name Uwe Boll sends chills down your spine and sparks a murderous rage.
The simple words "it's just a game" make you clench your fists and grind your teeth.
When you spend all day with Pokemon music in your head, only to have it replaced with Final Fantasy later on.
The name Uwe Boll sends chills down your spine and sparks a murderous rage.
The simple words "it's just a game" make you clench your fists and grind your teeth.
Your left hand hovers over WASD on your keyboard when you're at work...
Whenever you buy milk in a shop you hold it up in the air and go DA-DA-DA-DAAAAA!
You idly scope out the best sniping positions on passing shops on the bus ride to work
You 'tut-tut' ruefully to yourself when watching action film stars get caught by some ambush you sooo would have seen coming.
You know enough about guns to carry off a conversation with the SAS nut in your office
You're quietly convinced you'll do great come the zombie apocalypse/nuclear holocaust/alien invasion, if you can just get your mits on a suit of power armour and a rail gun
Whenever you buy milk in a shop you hold it up in the air and go DA-DA-DA-DAAAAA!
You idly scope out the best sniping positions on passing shops on the bus ride to work
You 'tut-tut' ruefully to yourself when watching action film stars get caught by some ambush you sooo would have seen coming.
You know enough about guns to carry off a conversation with the SAS nut in your office
You're quietly convinced you'll do great come the zombie apocalypse/nuclear holocaust/alien invasion, if you can just get your mits on a suit of power armour and a rail gun
When you've just spent an entire weekend playing Oblivion and have become so used to the save function of the game that when you enter the real world again you immediatley contemplate running around like a moron breaking things and assaulting people under the impression that you can reload your last save, then realising with dissapointment that of course any action in real life is a permenant irreversibal act and in your haze of disapointment you go back into your house and continue to try to reach level thirty three.
You post as your Facebook status, "If anyone needs me, I'll be in Cyrodiil."
Someone asks what your favorite radio station is and you say "WASD."
You think you know a lot about guns, but real gun enthusiasts think you're a little ***** because everything you think you know you learned from playing Call of Duty.
Someone asks what your favorite radio station is and you say "WASD."
You think you know a lot about guns, but real gun enthusiasts think you're a little ***** because everything you think you know you learned from playing Call of Duty.
-When you have ideas for frag movies in the middle of Math class, then find any notebook on hand and draw out the entire idea.That was Monday for me
-You imagine where "enemies" could be hiding.
-A weapon in a game makes you jealous.
-You constantly think of the "good old days" "back when" you first started gaming.
-You imagine where "enemies" could be hiding.
-A weapon in a game makes you jealous.
-You constantly think of the "good old days" "back when" you first started gaming.
You have a serious tendency to be conservative with ammo for your uber weapons, even when you run into situations where life is hell if you don't use them, because you might need them later for something really, super hard. Like, some giant enemy crab monster that you can't beat with Shotty and Pist. Then you beat the whole game without hardly ever using them but tripping over x20 more ammo for them than rounds used....
Or instinctively trying to reload every time you use something, regardless of what it is or how many you have left....
Or wondering why the characters you're playing aren't being healed to full in under a second after every fight and why you're not always above 99.85% mana/MP, even when chain casting. Until you remember you let your WoW card run out for a while, to do you some good, and aren't playing your Shaman right now...
Or instinctively trying to reload every time you use something, regardless of what it is or how many you have left....
Or wondering why the characters you're playing aren't being healed to full in under a second after every fight and why you're not always above 99.85% mana/MP, even when chain casting. Until you remember you let your WoW card run out for a while, to do you some good, and aren't playing your Shaman right now...
When focusing intently on someone you don't want to lose sight of, for whatever reason (we'll assume non-criminal), you can almost see targeting imagery and the scan bar filling up across the bottom as you try to remember where you know them from or etc.demoman_chaos said:
you look for good necks to stab and flex your fingers to draw your hidden blade I do this ALL the time.
Had been playing Oblivion for at least two weeks straight, then went on a car ride and thought about how easy it would be to just walk in and take everything worth more then 100Gs but i slowly realized that i wouldn't be able to find a thieve's guild member >>;; really kinda woke me up at that point
Its an oldy, but it still applies:
When you hear the achievement/trophy unlocked sounds on random moments in real life.
I get that all the time, it's paranoia inducing.
When you hear the achievement/trophy unlocked sounds on random moments in real life.
I get that all the time, it's paranoia inducing.