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Joined: Feb 2004
Posts: 3,405
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3000+ posts
Joined: Feb 2004
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Anonymous One said: “It was the prophesized game sent to God sent to rule the other games and judge the wicked.”
Preach on my brother. Preach on.
Five years ago I had a group of friends that lived in a duplex. 2 rooms per side for 4 rooms total. We played alot of Dreamcast, Playstation 1 and the occasional PC title. They bought a game called Half-Life and began to play it incessantly. Being a fighter-gamer myself I didn't pay attention to such nonsense as I just didn't find the appeal of those "Doom games". After weeks of visiting my friends only to be ignored by their complete absorption of this game, they had managed to network their 4 computers together fighting each other on teams of 2. I would watch TV and hear hoops and hollers of rejoice and outrage. I had played a first person shooter before but only briefly on the N64 in the form of James Bond: GoldenEye. I decided to say "what the hell", see what this Half-Life's all about.
I awkwardly flailed about the 3-D world incessantly getting killed and becoming sick with vertigo. After a couple weeks I had adjusted and began to learn the engine. After training with my friends I'd learned that I had never played a game that allowed for such maneuverability ever. We took our battle online and fought Half-Life players around the country and even around the world. We had a bonding activity and had limitless amounts of fun becoming a dominant force in this trivial little game. I even learned to reskin 3-D model textures to make a custom skin for our clan for a game in a genre that I had absolutely no interest in.
Fast forward 5 years and only hours before I read this post did I spend an hour fragging people in Half-Life deathmatch. The HL2 buzz was getting to me and I had to kill some mother fuckers. I got a call last night from my boy that lives a town away from me expressing his utter jubilation of playing Half-Life 2: the sequel to the only game that pre-dates the year 2000 that I still regularly play outside of Galaga. I've refrained from buying it due to my scholastic activities. But after this weeked and during the Thanksgiving holiday it is on.
“It was the prophesized game sent to God sent to rule the other games and judge the wicked.”
Halo what? I say.
Half-Life 2: The baddest hardcore asskicker of all electronic entertainment is upon us.
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