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One fine day, I was sitting in my Arm chair, looking out the window of my house. Bored with the sunday supplements... I rose to my feet.. looking at the Comet Advert in the paper.
"Hmmmm." I said to myself.
"Three games, two controllers, and a dreamcast unit. But it's so cheap."
I rushed to my piggy bank, counting my pennies in excitement. Did I have enough money to buy this entertainment system? 2 hours and 36 minutes later I found out the answer. I did!
I stepped outside my house, looking at community I had grown up in. Mr Kiplin, always baking his cakes. Little Bart, always skating. I was once a conformist, but now I feel different. For I am going to buy a console.
Waiting by the Bus Stop, I went through the stages of Denial, fear, self pity, and excitement.
Denial - Do I really need this Dreamcast? Media resources tell me other consoles are being released, more powerful in graphics and sound. There's me, with my £200 in copper and silver, waiting by the bus stop.
Fear - Would I be sucked into the addictive world of games, I do enjoy walking along rivers when it rains, why I do that once I get a console?
Self pity - I've had a hard life as a Bi-sexual Gardener, I do need a console.
Excitement - I wonder if there is a game that simulates you being a Canteen worker in a secondary school?
Upon entering Comet, I was greeted by a spotty sales assisant, telling me I need a WAP phone, and an 8 channel digital cordless phone.
"I am here for the Dreamcast entertainment system."
"Right sir, I'm afriad we have none left, but if you'd like to leave your house address and telephone details, we can contact you when we get a delivery."
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
Outraged with this unacceptable service, I reached for my Hechler and Koch 9mm MP5.. Round after round went into this spotty, innocent sales assaisant. His flesh tore away, as the bullet ricocheted in his torso.
I wept on the floor, still in shock... then I rememberd I left my cup of tea on the table by my sofa... NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is based on a true story.
"Hmmmm." I said to myself.
"Three games, two controllers, and a dreamcast unit. But it's so cheap."
I rushed to my piggy bank, counting my pennies in excitement. Did I have enough money to buy this entertainment system? 2 hours and 36 minutes later I found out the answer. I did!
I stepped outside my house, looking at community I had grown up in. Mr Kiplin, always baking his cakes. Little Bart, always skating. I was once a conformist, but now I feel different. For I am going to buy a console.
Waiting by the Bus Stop, I went through the stages of Denial, fear, self pity, and excitement.
Denial - Do I really need this Dreamcast? Media resources tell me other consoles are being released, more powerful in graphics and sound. There's me, with my £200 in copper and silver, waiting by the bus stop.
Fear - Would I be sucked into the addictive world of games, I do enjoy walking along rivers when it rains, why I do that once I get a console?
Self pity - I've had a hard life as a Bi-sexual Gardener, I do need a console.
Excitement - I wonder if there is a game that simulates you being a Canteen worker in a secondary school?
Upon entering Comet, I was greeted by a spotty sales assisant, telling me I need a WAP phone, and an 8 channel digital cordless phone.
"I am here for the Dreamcast entertainment system."
"Right sir, I'm afriad we have none left, but if you'd like to leave your house address and telephone details, we can contact you when we get a delivery."
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
Outraged with this unacceptable service, I reached for my Hechler and Koch 9mm MP5.. Round after round went into this spotty, innocent sales assaisant. His flesh tore away, as the bullet ricocheted in his torso.
I wept on the floor, still in shock... then I rememberd I left my cup of tea on the table by my sofa... NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is based on a true story.
New Jimmy wrote:
> Well said er-no.
Thanks New Jimmy, and I can relate to your post because I used to turn on the console and unleash the anger that I had built up, I just feel sorry for any AI that gets in my way!
> Well said er-no.
Thanks New Jimmy, and I can relate to your post because I used to turn on the console and unleash the anger that I had built up, I just feel sorry for any AI that gets in my way!
Computer games give us faster reactions, granted.
Apart from that, they don;t do anything
So, Yes!
Apart from that, they don;t do anything
So, Yes!
Well said er-no.
For me I think gaming helps to release my stress, when Im angry I play PerfectDark and shoot anything that moves. This leaves me Happy and less likely to be violent in real life, so games can make you better.
Plus playing interactive games such as "Resident Evil", "BustaMove" or "Black and White" makes you think, and so is better than just watching the TV and turning your mind into jelly.
So yes Videogames make us better people!
For me I think gaming helps to release my stress, when Im angry I play PerfectDark and shoot anything that moves. This leaves me Happy and less likely to be violent in real life, so games can make you better.
Plus playing interactive games such as "Resident Evil", "BustaMove" or "Black and White" makes you think, and so is better than just watching the TV and turning your mind into jelly.
So yes Videogames make us better people!
Do game us better people? That is an interesting question, many people have many a view on the subject, some parents claim it increases the likelyhood of violent activity, some claim gaming is better than other activities.
My mum feels that me gaming has probably increased my reaction speed and increased my stress level, I have to agree, after playing games for such a long time (since the age of 2) I can never help shouting at myself or shouting out loud when I make such an obvious mistake and die in a game, but the game hasn't caused these reactions and provoked me to make these actions, that is just me, I get annoyed when I should have made a jump, or remembered to duck in game, to blame the game is wrong the gamer is the one who should be blamed...
...so games probably change a person, whether it be a game which influences the actions of the gamer; a game which makes the person shout; a game which makes the game mimic something he has seen or done (although not advisable if you have played CBFD), games can change a person whether or not it be for good or bad is denfinetely down to the gamer, not the game.
Thanks for reading
er-no
My mum feels that me gaming has probably increased my reaction speed and increased my stress level, I have to agree, after playing games for such a long time (since the age of 2) I can never help shouting at myself or shouting out loud when I make such an obvious mistake and die in a game, but the game hasn't caused these reactions and provoked me to make these actions, that is just me, I get annoyed when I should have made a jump, or remembered to duck in game, to blame the game is wrong the gamer is the one who should be blamed...
...so games probably change a person, whether it be a game which influences the actions of the gamer; a game which makes the person shout; a game which makes the game mimic something he has seen or done (although not advisable if you have played CBFD), games can change a person whether or not it be for good or bad is denfinetely down to the gamer, not the game.
Thanks for reading
er-no
Please, when you snap and machine-gun your school, write out a note just before saying
"Video games are not to blame, this is no way connected with video games", that way I can still play the ones I like and they won't get banned.
"I'm an adult, dont protect me"
"Video games are not to blame, this is no way connected with video games", that way I can still play the ones I like and they won't get banned.
"I'm an adult, dont protect me"
One fine day, I was sitting in my Arm chair, looking out the window of my house. Bored with the sunday supplements... I rose to my feet.. looking at the Comet Advert in the paper.
"Hmmmm." I said to myself.
"Three games, two controllers, and a dreamcast unit. But it's so cheap."
I rushed to my piggy bank, counting my pennies in excitement. Did I have enough money to buy this entertainment system? 2 hours and 36 minutes later I found out the answer. I did!
I stepped outside my house, looking at community I had grown up in. Mr Kiplin, always baking his cakes. Little Bart, always skating. I was once a conformist, but now I feel different. For I am going to buy a console.
Waiting by the Bus Stop, I went through the stages of Denial, fear, self pity, and excitement.
Denial - Do I really need this Dreamcast? Media resources tell me other consoles are being released, more powerful in graphics and sound. There's me, with my £200 in copper and silver, waiting by the bus stop.
Fear - Would I be sucked into the addictive world of games, I do enjoy walking along rivers when it rains, why I do that once I get a console?
Self pity - I've had a hard life as a Bi-sexual Gardener, I do need a console.
Excitement - I wonder if there is a game that simulates you being a Canteen worker in a secondary school?
Upon entering Comet, I was greeted by a spotty sales assisant, telling me I need a WAP phone, and an 8 channel digital cordless phone.
"I am here for the Dreamcast entertainment system."
"Right sir, I'm afriad we have none left, but if you'd like to leave your house address and telephone details, we can contact you when we get a delivery."
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
Outraged with this unacceptable service, I reached for my Hechler and Koch 9mm MP5.. Round after round went into this spotty, innocent sales assaisant. His flesh tore away, as the bullet ricocheted in his torso.
I wept on the floor, still in shock... then I rememberd I left my cup of tea on the table by my sofa... NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is based on a true story.
"Hmmmm." I said to myself.
"Three games, two controllers, and a dreamcast unit. But it's so cheap."
I rushed to my piggy bank, counting my pennies in excitement. Did I have enough money to buy this entertainment system? 2 hours and 36 minutes later I found out the answer. I did!
I stepped outside my house, looking at community I had grown up in. Mr Kiplin, always baking his cakes. Little Bart, always skating. I was once a conformist, but now I feel different. For I am going to buy a console.
Waiting by the Bus Stop, I went through the stages of Denial, fear, self pity, and excitement.
Denial - Do I really need this Dreamcast? Media resources tell me other consoles are being released, more powerful in graphics and sound. There's me, with my £200 in copper and silver, waiting by the bus stop.
Fear - Would I be sucked into the addictive world of games, I do enjoy walking along rivers when it rains, why I do that once I get a console?
Self pity - I've had a hard life as a Bi-sexual Gardener, I do need a console.
Excitement - I wonder if there is a game that simulates you being a Canteen worker in a secondary school?
Upon entering Comet, I was greeted by a spotty sales assisant, telling me I need a WAP phone, and an 8 channel digital cordless phone.
"I am here for the Dreamcast entertainment system."
"Right sir, I'm afriad we have none left, but if you'd like to leave your house address and telephone details, we can contact you when we get a delivery."
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
Outraged with this unacceptable service, I reached for my Hechler and Koch 9mm MP5.. Round after round went into this spotty, innocent sales assaisant. His flesh tore away, as the bullet ricocheted in his torso.
I wept on the floor, still in shock... then I rememberd I left my cup of tea on the table by my sofa... NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is based on a true story.