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What Was Your First Gaming Experience?
Stephen Totilo, at the MTV Multiplayer blog, recently put up a piece that asked a number of notable games industry folks all about their first time gaming. Several had some unique answers, with Peter Molyneux (Black and White, Fable) probably taking the cake: "It would have to be the original Pong. I can clearly remember seeing it in a shop window on Guildford High Street and being utterly transfixed - I had never wanted anything so much - in fact I stole money from my grandmother's purse to buy it. I got it home, took it apart, and never got it to work again - but from that moment on I was hooked on all things to do with computer games." What was your first experience with gaming? d20s on a kitchen table? A Nintendo Entertainment System under the Christmas tree?
It was in the back of the van. It was painful and awkward, and I'd rather not talk about it.
I bought one when they first came out. Before that, it was chess.
No folly is more costly than the folly of intolerant idealism. - Winston Churchill
I haven't had a "first gaming experience" yet. I'm still waiting for Duke Nukem Forever to come out!
I got laid for the first time while waiting for the fucking tape drive to load the game. Less Joyful, more Silent.
It was a long time ago, and I can barely remember it, but I believe the first game I truly enjoyed that required my active participation was that one where you drop things from your highchair, and suddenly you have another one just like it. Drop it again, and another one shows up. I was hooked on that game for what must have been at least a month or two.
Not only that, but it was a multiplayer game (2nd player, generally an adult, was required to complete the first level).
Do not confuse "Freedom of Choice" with "Free Will".
I think you read that headline wrong.
- None can love freedom heartily, but good men; the rest love not freedom, but license. -- John Milton
My first computer was a slide rule, you insensitive clod! Not many games you can play on a slide rule.
I was a beta tester for dirt. They never did get all the bugs out.
mcgrew's razor: Never attribute to stupidity that which can be explained by greedy self-interest
Yeah, well, when I was about 8 my parents bought me an actual crossbow
at a stall in Italy. The bolt had an iron tip that would embed about 1/2 inch
into solid oak. Everyone was a bit upset when I fired it at my older brother
causing an 8 inch bleeding scar where it grazed across his back. In my book
its getting towards a nanny state when you're not supposed to buy lethal medieval weaponry
for 4th graders but I guess people have their own standards.
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They let me win.
What you say is true. The sword cuts both ways though. They were in sitting in their own poop when we were in the arcades playing great games like Tron and Joust, and we'll be sitting in our own poop when they are playing the new Nintendo Holodeck.
Actually, we may have gotten the short end of the stick here.
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That would have been in the Clarksville drive-in snack bar in a shit hole town of the same name...I was so small that I couldn't see the whole screen of the Space Invanders game that I would have stood and watched the entire time the movie played if I could have. Didn't even get to play it
But the comment about driving your Mom crazy with the sound reminded me of a much later memory...playing Kung Fu on the NES (remember the noise it made when you kicked? "FOO FOO FOO FOO FOO!" and you kicked CONSTANTLY) when suddenly my door is literaly kicked in by Dad while shouting at the top of his lungs "Turn that shit OFF!!!".
Looking back on it now, it was probably as much caused by Makers Mark as it was by Kung Fu...
I swear to God!
You're not like the other people, here, in the trailer park...
Yuma, AZ...You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious.
A few weeks ago, I saw a 14 year old kid in the food court at the mall. He was wearing a T-shirt that said "I pwn n00bs". I told him I liked his shirt. He said thanks. I told him I was pwning n00bs when he was as big as my son (who was with us. He was 12 months then). He didn't like that so much.
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