There are a lot of video games.
Look at all these video games!
Whose game is it anyways?
Whether you like Rugrats,
or Harry Potter.
or shooting nonspecific terrorists in the face;
there’s something out there for you.
And the main verb commonly associated with video game-
with video games, is “play”.
E.g, Jeremy is playing video games.
He’s not eating them. He’s not fucking vaping them,
he’s playing them.
But often times for those of us with an internet connection and/or friends,
another word is thrown into the great video game melting pot.
Anyone with siblings and/or friends growing up probably remembers watching someone play a video game and
feeling just as invested as the person playing it.
Video games over here,
unlike movies or TV shows over yonder-
have an extra layer of interactivity.
Which means that everyone can be an active participant in some way or another.
Even if they’re not the one with the controller.
What you doing, dude? Don’t go over there, man!
You should probably upgrade your paladin staff, dude.
Holy shit, dude! You just went off, man!
And that means when only one of your friends has the balls to play through a spooky game,
you get the honored privilege of watching them play through one of the most
beautiful and atmospheric survival horror games ever created.
I’ve only actually controlled tank-ass Jill maybe once or twice,
but the remake of Resident Evil is still one of my favorite games ever made.
Yet, I don’t care to play it at all.
Because there’s a lot of games that I love to death.
Games where I know all the stats,
games where I know all the lore and secrets,
games where I’ve stayed up into the wee hours of the night
reading and writing some weeb-ass fanfiction about it.
But god dammit, I don’t want to play them.
Maybe at one time I did want to play them,
but much like the musical instruments and my personal health and my videos,
tastes change. *cha-ching*
My appetite for the cyber world is constantly evolving
as I continue to learn more and more about what I like,
*cute lil recorder*
And what I have absolutely zero patience for.
A great example of this is Final Fantasy VII.
I absolutely cherish this game,
but holy shit I can’t play this game anymore!
I don’t know if I just developed A.D.D in my 20’s from being on my phone all the time,
but holy shit the random encounters make me want to commit seppuku!
At any rate what I’m very poorly trying to say
is that I think it’s interesting that you can appreciate and love a video game
without actually wanting to play it.
And apparently, I thought that was worth sitting on this ball for;
I’m being stupid again, aren’t I?
I’m being stupid- Goddamn it!
Twitch is blown up in the past couple of years
and I don’t think it’s just because people watch competitive Shrek Super Slam or,
Speedruns of the Cheetamen.
As sick as the cheetah man is.
It’s because sometimes, maybe like,
everything about a game,
except the gameplay.
I know this might sound kind of bass-ackwards,
but just think about it.
Video games are no longer just a bare-bones gameplay type of situation.
Yes, the gameplay is the core of the experience,
the beating heart of the skeleton.
But maybe someone could love a video game for all these other limbs on the skeleton
Maybe somebody has a foot fetish-
this metaphor is getting a little weird,
it’s getting a little PG-13, brother!
The best example of this personally for me is *abomination sounds*
The Witcher 3, and I played it three times ‘cuz The Witcher THREE.
I really gotta cut it out with this stupid shit.
What we’re looking at right here is a
Critically acclaimed video game
or that means we’re talking there’s shit tons of Game of the Year awards,
Several people telling me that it’s their favorite game of all time
people sacrificing a blu-ray copy of it to a dead goat on the fucking full moon blah blah blah!
But I tried to play it, and I… I just, I…
I couldn’t do it.
I couldn’t- I couldn’t- I couldn’t get into it.
Every time I’ve tried playing this game,
Once I start controlling Geralt or Gerald
Geraldine or ever the Frick his maiden name is,
I can’t stand how he feels to move around.
He just he feels so slippery,
and he’s just like gliding around, and it’s all animation based.
And it just- ghh! rhh! graah!
But a couple months ago,
I sat down, and I watched my friends Mike and Katie play it
the last time I was in Denver and,
and, and, and-
My- my ass got straight enchanted.
I thought it was sick.
The game is so,
DETAILED and HUGE and GORGEOUS
and, and the side quests are actually interesting
and engaging and let the record show,
Prior, I was not aware you get to see breasts in this game
that changes things.
Video games are probably my favorite form of entertainment,
whether I’m playing, or watching.
Because no matter what,
you either get to have your own experience
or, be a special part [of] someone else’s journey.
In conclusion, video games are still very baller-ass.
I’m still very sick,
and The Devil Wears Prada is still a very great film.
I’ll see you guys next week, like and subscribe.
If we can go ahead and get some boo-yah’s in the chat please.
Can we get the boo-yah’s in the twitch chat?
If we could get a couple oo-rah Marine cores in the twitch chat
Can we go ahead and get a couple donkeys in the chat?
Can we go ahead and get a couple DDR mats in the chat please?
Can we go ahead and get a couple dog kisses in the chat please?
Can we go ahead and get a couple of recorders in the chat? *recorder toot toot*
Can we go ahead and get a couple keyboard kids in the chat?
Can we go ahead and get a couple of horse people in the chat please?