Sex, Lies, and Videogames. (798 hits)
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Submitted by NintendoCzar (View user info) at 2007-10-22 13:29:13 EDT
Something I wrote a year ago, but never posted. No proofing, or sense to this....
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The things you'll do when you've lost meaning in life. You search for acceptance anywhere, anyhow, anytime. You'll take whatever you can get your wretched hands on. As long as its dramatic, attention driven, and makes you feel alive, you'll do it. This is all well and fine, everything is fun and games, but then you become dependent on the very thing that used to depend on you to give IT life. How ironic, eh? So goes life. You keep holding onto nothing, onto the sweet smell of deliverance. It smells like decomposition, because that's what you're doing when you are wasting life on it. It becomes an addiction. It's funny though, because no one would peg you as an addict. You look normal, you think everyone is a fool to your ways, when in reality you're the fool. The strange thing about addiction is that the ones that look like addicts look so because they have come to terms with what they are. Even they are better than you. You are below them. You are truly despicable. You're coming undone, it's too late to go back. You've assumed responsibility for all you've let yourself divulge into. Imagine that, you've become the one that's being played. How will it end?
You don't know, you only know how it began. It was just a game. So simple, you're not a loser like the others. No, you're not the one they do episodes of Dateline on. The man they ridiculed behind his back, the man they judge, saying "how could you let yourself be sucked into that?" That's what you've become, however. You're not going to stop for anyone though, are ya? Nah, Continue in your weak ways, they empower you. They immortalize you. Think about it, a world so perfect, it never dies, It goes through the same motions every year, every day, only changing enough to feel different. Ah yea, but it's the same addiction that's taken away your home, your job, your family, your money, and your sanity.
"Live Your Life, the Possibilities are Endless!" Thus begins the teaser. Funny how far we've come in advertising. Before we would just flat out lie or exaggerate what a product does. Nowadays the product does exactly what it promises. This one promised a life, an endless journey. Wow, so much weight for one thing to carry. I decided to buy it. What's the harm? Everyone else is buying it, my friends and I can all do this together, maybe I'll get the wife in on it too. 34.99 for eternal life? Wow, what a deal, care to challenge God? Didn't think so. As I'm rung up, the bleep of the scanner sounds like a heart monitor, except it's monitoring my livelihood, and it just flat lined. So it began, as soon as I got home, I popped it in. Didn't feel any different. It was just like before, but this time it was actually a bit commonplace. I go through the motions, setting myself up for future endeavors. Can't believe I'm dragging myself back into here. Wow.....
We now flash to a conversation my wife was having with her group of friends, weeks from when I bought my ticket to paradise. She tells them how much I've changed, how our lives seem to just center around it now and how even she has been sucked into doing it. She tells her friends that they should all join in one night. So they do. All of them do the deed with us, and for 8 hours we do it in silence. Nothing but giggles, the occasional taps are heard. Amazing how lifeless we all seem now that I look back. I guess it's time to let you in on the secret. The secret to life unseen.
It's called SimUlifE. I know, can you believe it's a silly little game? But games are all I know, ever since I was little. As I'm playing SUE (As vets call it) I remember my life when I was little. It seems happy, but in reality the happy beeps and boops are just loud overtone for silent blows and cries unheard. Yes, a bloody, beaten past is what my Mom remembers, I only remember the shimmer of GOAL and HIGH SCORE. They kept me ignorant to the real world. I was told my mom "wow, can't we go back to the 90's? everything was so great then!" She turned only to say "to war? To death? To uncertainty? To not knowing where our money was going?!" I stared blankly, and simply replied, "No, back to when I didn't realize all this existed..." She couldn't believe I was so intelligent yet to blind to the real world. Ask me how to maintain a computer mainframe, and I might be able to figure it out. Ask me what bus takes me away from a strange place, and I would just laugh and jump on my palm pilot. Such a spoiled, stupid kid I was.
Guess that's why the misses and I are so perfect. She doesn't know or care squat about what html is, but damn she does know how to cook. How to work her way around bad situations and get out of bad places, and how to fend for herself. I know how to do all that to. Behind this LCD screen that is. Her LCD screen is her skin, and it's not a good mask to lack of confidence like this is. I guess that's why I love video games so much now. So much that I want to be around them 24/7, I've modeled my life after my favorite, I've become it. My job involves the selling of the drug, because as a user I know how important it is to have in these dark times. For a period of my life I opened my eyes, withdrew from the virtual life, only to flee back once I got my new crutch. She's a beaut, to say shortly. Anyway, my job is quite easy, but boring. They come to you, you simply tell them what they want, and they buy it. I'm a good seller because I believe in everything I sell, wrong or right. It's all true, it's all a facade for true life. You breathe in the sweet smell of release, and never breathe out because you can't let go. You can say you're not an addict, but everyone has been shamed by it. Modern life is boring without a screen. I just chose a more animated one. I despise the very people who come into buy my product. I want to warn them to get out, to leave, to never come back and to enjoy life, but I can't. I have family to support. I need this job.
One day though, I got a ticket out, and never looked back. I turned away from the very thing that saved me from total meaningless-ness (word?) and haven't looked back. However, my golden ticket out was not without consequences, and when I didn't ante up, I took the first blow to the body. I figured I had plenty of time to train for my new position. I didn't think anything of it. The weeks passed fast though. Faster because I got a SimUlifE. In it I was rich, I had the biggest house, the best business, and the fastest friend rate out there. I was king of the castle there. In reality, I was just a sad loser, who did nothing but SUE the hell out of real life. The weeks passed, and my big first day came. I was a wreck, I was not the man that was handed the ticket. Guess the ticket didn't rust, rather just the hand that grabbed it fell off. What a shame, the job paid so well. Oh well, my virtual biz was doing so great, I didn't care. My wife was not happy, but hours on SUE cheered her up and made her forget. I can't give her flowers for Valentines, but I can give her a new car in SimUlifE. Ah, yes, life was great.
Then months went by and the popularity began to fade. People moved on the something better, and my empire of friends was gone. Oh well, I didn't need VIRTUAL friends. Nor real ones, for that matter. My wife even abandoned me, after the bills piled up so much my mother looked like a saint (and our landlord, which she real was). My wife decided it was time to her to move to a new empire, and took all her stuff, non-virtual, and left. Wow, blow number two left me truly alone. Oh well, I don't need her. I got hands for what SHE did, and I got NPCs for what little intelligence she possessed. That's not nice to say. Who cares? No one. Ahahaa. Yes this is how my mind thinks though, twisted huh?
Years passed and now I was beginning to look the part. 40 pounds bigger, 50 times meaner, and 2 inches away from a caveman beard, yet I was happy. My SimUlifE was never better though. I didn't age there, and my character was at his ultimate standing. Considering, though, there was only me and 8 other men left holding the fort. Oh well, we can hold it, who needs the rest. I never expected what I received next though. An email, stating "service is to be disconnected due to unpopularity". Oh NO, no longer would I be able to interact. Oh well, I'll still have MY city and MY guy, I can just play with myself, as I find myself doing anyway. In solitude, free from life's poverty. Finally, I was free from it all. I had no worries. My mother passed on, and I was given a huge sum of cash, enough to live the rest of my life living virtual paradise. Wow. What a game. More years passed and I grew old. Finally, too old to play. But I can still hear the music, the sweet sounds. I can't move or see myself, but I can at least put it up close to my ear and imagine living there. I guess I was doing that all along. Imagining I was something I never was. I never could be. Or could I? Never tried, too busy being the man I loved and lived for.
Now I lie on my deathbed. Looking back, it was a great life. But it's not over, it never CAN be over. What's ending? The game, the game is finally ending. I can finally leave this horrible game and go to my real life. My SimUlifE that I will live in forever. Yes. I see the big light now. It says GAME OVER. Finally. Game Over....Game Over...Hope there's a reset button on life, because I just wasted it.
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"Are you going to get the game or not?"
"No, honey, I think I'm going to buy a basketball instead....."
Ah, the addiction of training, of never being the best, so begins my life......
User Reviews
Submitted by sir_cowman (user info) at 2007-10-23 16:36:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
+ 2 Diablo 2
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2007-10-23 08:25:21 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by beer-turtle (user info) at 2007-10-22 15:56:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Took me a long time to realize that while gaming was keeping me out of trouble, it was also keeping me from really living.
Trying to sell my WoW account now...for like $1000 bucks.
do people actually pay this for something like this? that's insanity.
Submitted by ColchesterDr (user info) at 2007-10-22 21:10:08 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by rosemadder (user info) at 2007-10-22 20:33:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by i_can_get_you_a_toe (user info) at 2007-10-22 12:52:53 PDT (#)
Ranking: 1
only read part of it. I spent nearly 6 hours on saturday playing GTA- San Andreas and my hands hurt.
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It took me rather a long time to get through about 50% of this game then I accidentally erased the whole fucking thing. I'm not going to do it again, it would be too frustrating because I'm not that good at it anyway.
Submitted by monkeyswithguns (user info) at 2007-10-22 20:21:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
My wife is jealous of the time I spend playing M2:TW.
When she gets really angry, I usually give her a series or two of orgasms, and that quiets her down for a few days.
I do that, or I just buy her a new Sims 2 Expansion pack and leave it at her desk.
Submitted by beer-turtle (user info) at 2007-10-22 15:56:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Took me a long time to realize that while gaming was keeping me out of trouble, it was also keeping me from really living.
Trying to sell my WoW account now...for like $1000 bucks.
(70 pally with netherdrake mount exalted with 5 factions, 65 rogue in 6/8 Bloodfang w/ Fast Skeletal Horse, 61 Hunter 8/8 Giantstalker fast war-Kodo)
yes my nerd quotient went way up with this admission, but, I also was a guild admin.
Now I just farm gold when I have a free hour or so and raise the value of the account to the prospective buyer.
Submitted by i_can_get_you_a_toe (user info) at 2007-10-22 15:52:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
only read part of it. I spent nearly 6 hours on saturday playing GTA- San Andreas and my hands hurt.
Submitted by Paralyzed_By_Hope (user info) at 2007-10-22 15:30:19 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Interesting read.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2007-10-22 14:35:34 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-10-22 14:25:45 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by Wompom (user info) at 2007-10-22 14:23:05 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Nice.
Submitted by Creepy_guy (user info) at 2007-10-22 14:02:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Understood.
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-10-22 13:55:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1