Let's get one thing straight right away; I'm a nerd. Yes, a nerd, that subsection of the human race that is commonly spurned by the rest, and usually considered beyond redemption.
Furthermore, I'm a computer nerd. Yes, a computer nerd, that most annoying subspecies of nerds, scorned and outcast from all the rest of nerddom for the complete and utter dedication to computer technology.
What's more, I'm a computer game nerd. Yes, a computer game nerd, the deranged secteric group hated by all others for the lack of complete and utter dedication to complete and utter boredom.
What am I, as a computer game nerd, looking for in life? What is it I want?
In a word; fun!
I want to have fun. I want to enjoy myself, laugh, be excited and blow shit up, lots of shit!
There are many different kinds of fun; the sublime pleasure one gets from taking part in a well crafted overarching storyline; the exhilarating rush of narrowly beating a challenge; the emotional satisfaction of being part of something great! But, perhaps most importantly of all, there is the mad, reptilebrainy, joy of ruthless and completely pointless destruction, mayhem and wreaking of ultimate havoc! Now, I don't mind following a linear sequence of events, or having little choice in what to actually do, so I decide to now and then play Half-Life 2 for 30 minutes or so, but I keep coming back to sandbox carnage!
Who really gives a toss about a well-written story or believable interaction between main characters when you can run up the wall of the highest skyscraper in New York, launch yourself straight towards the ground and land face first on top of an M1 tank, throwing the now burned out husk of the tank at an army helicopter, the destruction of which attracts another helicopter, which you hijack by pulling yourself up to it by way of your mutated upper extremity, flying to the nearest military base, jumping out of the helicopter to land next to the base's commander, eating him to get his keys, infiltrating the base, killing everyone in it with a blade that comes out of your arm, then exiting the base only to hijack another helicopter, use it to blow up the base, then eat any civilians who happened to be out for an afternoon stroll in the vicinity?
DAMN, FREEDOM ROCKS!
To, probably not, be continued...
