Game On
Today, I introduced Medha to the joys of the DS Lite. I'm afraid I may have set her down the path of no return. For that matter, I believe I'm on the path of no return.
Do you know how fun the DS Lite is?!?!?! Honestly, this is the best portable game console EVER. Sure, the graphics are not as kickass as the PSP. Sure, the games are more kiddy. Sure, you can't exactly watch movies on it. But it is very very good at what it is supposed to be; a game console.
And to be honest, when the heck are you going to watch a movie on your PSP? It's so incredibly annoying converting files to the right format (it takes almost as much time as it would to watch the movie). I guess it works as an MP3 player. A very chunky MP3 player. And you can't exactly listen to your own music while playing games.
So yes, I'm a convert. Majorly so. I even love the way it looks, the clamshell design and the sweet sweet pink. It has made me embrace gamerdom again.
If you're on my Facebook, you may have been bombarded by notifications of me insanely playing Blood Lust, Elven Blood, Dungeons & Dragons Tiny Adventures and Word Challenge. Especially Word Challenge.
I swear, I've gotten hooked on that stupid game. Every night, almost without fail, I'm on Facebook till the wee hours of the morning trying to solve those six letter anagrams with a bizarre persistence. And mind you, it's paid off. I now rank fourth on my Word Challenge list. This marks the first time I beat Elton by such a major difference on a word game. Go me!
Of course, this is where he reads this, goes, "Is that right?", then proceeds to whup my ass at it.
No matter, I'm proud of my status as a CEO on that thing. Hey, I was stuck as a Cheerleader for the longest time, can?
I've come to a conclusion though. Those people who progress really quickly on Facebook games are office workers. Fact. Normal people just don't sit around fiddling with their computers that much. My first D&D Tiny Adventures character is just nearing level 11 (which is when you retire) and Elton's second character is at level 9 or something already. Scary, that.
Despite embracing my gamerness, I've been avoiding a particular game though. Tuesdays are VtES nights, but I haven't been going for them. Why? Well, mainly because it's stopped being enjoyable. VtES is a fucking long game. Well, it can be, depending on who's playing. I've had three hour long games before. And it's not fun when you play in a building where the escalators are usually spoilt and the ladies' loo is locked and you have to go all the way downstairs to where the creepy security guard and his friends hang out.
That, and three hours of playing with people who seem hostile to you isn't fun either. Ok, some of the noobs are nicer towards us now, but there's still this awkwardness. It doesn't help that I don't really know the many many cards out there, nor can I be arsed to do the research to build another deck and it feels like I'm cheating when I get Elton to help me build a deck. What gives me the right to laugh at other people's useless decks if I can't build one on my own? Fine, I don't laugh at other people's decks, but I'd like the option.
And finally, as much as I love Elton, I've come to the conclusion that unless it's one of those games where there isn't a clear cut win/loss situation, I can't really play with him. He's a serious gamer. He walks away from D&D Miniatures with a headache because of all the thinking. To me, challenging is trying to make shrimp wontons on Cooking Mama. Playing the stuff he plays like Assassin's Creed is just asking for tears and frustration.
Because VtES is a group game and sometimes he might be on the same table as me, it sometimes leads to me screwing up his plans and him giving me the evil eye. I don't like it, and he doesn't really mean it, but in the heat of the moment, you will get angry if someone just fucks up your play. And I am the queen of fucking up people's plays.
We used to have this guy who always played these incredibly irritating decks. They were built for one sole purpose, to win, and in the most unbelievably cheesy ways. They tended to be one trick ponies, but hey, they always worked. They didn't win him any friends, but he'd win, unless we all ganged up against him. Which we did. Often. Basically, his deck would always go down first because we'd all hose him, then after that we'd fight it out amongst ourselves. He stopped coming around because he got sick of being targeted.
And I swear, this is possibly the only game I know where you have to make sure you aren't too good at what you do. It's like a girls' school; fit in and try to quietly gain power, but not too much, or everyone will try to knock you down a peg. Weird? Yeah.
I think I'm more of a UNO kind of person. Quick, to the point, not much thinking required. What? It's just entertainment.
