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(33) My wife is filing for divorce because she thinks that I prioritize playing project diva FT Over my family. I downloaded the game a little over a year ago since then I have gotten perfects on all 8⭐️ maps and below and I have gotten Excellents on 9⭐️levels and goods on 9.5/10 ⭐️ levels which to me doesn’t seem like a huge accomplishment considering there are players on YouTube that can literally perfect maps like Denparadigm on extra extreme with one hand but I digress. I can admit that I was a little obsessed at one point in time. My youngest daughter age 6 had a recital that I promised I would attended but I missed it because I was playing the game in my defense my alarm never went off and when I checked the time it was already over. My wife loves to say that I know all the lyrics to envy catwalk but can’t remember our anniversary which isn’t true by the way because for our anniversary I bought a second ps4 and a second tv so we could play together and she was furious but at least I remembered. I try my best to be a good husband but all I get in return is “if you love this game so much then why don’t you marry Miku or Luka” believe me I would if I could because they don’t make me feel like shit all day and night. Needless to say my wife has taken the kids and went to stay and her parents place for the time being. I don’t know if we’ll ever recover especially because she’s filed for divorce already but i really don’t wanna lose custody of my kids. I just wish she would support me playing this game as it’s just a game and I’m not hurting anyone.
They targeted gamers.
Gamers.
We're a group of people who will sit for hours, days, even weeks on end performing some of the hardest, most mentally demanding tasks. Over, and over, and over all for nothing more than a little digital token saying we did.
We'll punish our selfs doing things others would consider torture, because we think it's fun.
We'll spend most if not all of our free time min maxing the stats of a fictional character all to draw out a single extra point of damage per second.
Many of us have made careers out of doing just these things: slogging through the grind, all day, the same quests over and over, hundreds of times to the point where we know evety little detail such that some have attained such gamer nirvana that they can literally play these games blindfolded.
Do these people have any idea how many controllers have been smashed, systems over heated, disks and carts destroyed 8n frustration? All to latter be referred to as bragging rights?
These people honestly think this is a battle they can win? They take our media? We're already building a new one without them. They take our devs? Gamers aren't shy about throwing their money else where, or even making the games our selves. They think calling us racist, mysoginistic, rape apologists is going to change us? We've been called worse things by prepubescent 10 year olds with a shitty head set. They picked a fight against a group that's already grown desensitized to their strategies and methods. Who enjoy the battle of attrition they've threatened us with. Who take it as a challange when they tell us we no longer matter. Our obsession with proving we can after being told we can't is so deeply ingrained from years of dealing with big brothers/sisters and friends laughing at how pathetic we used to be that proving you people wrong has become a very real need; a honed reflex.
Gamers are competative, hard core, by nature. We love a challange. The worst thing you did in all of this was to challange us. You're not special, you're not original, you're not the first; this is just another boss fight.
They targeted memers.
Memers.
We're a group of people who will sit for hours, days, even weeks on end performing some of the hardest, most mentally demanding tasks. Over, and over, and over all for nothing more than a little digital upvote saying we did.
We'll punish our selfs doing things others would consider torture, because we think it's fun.
We'll spend most if not all of our free time min maxing the circulation of a fresh image macro all to draw out a single extra point of karma per second.
Many of us have made careers out of doing just these things: slogging through the grind, all day, the same captions over and over, hundreds of times to the point where we know evety little detail such that some have attained such memer nirvana that they can literally post these memes blindfolded.
Do these people have any idea how many screens have been smashed, systems over heated, memefolios destroyed 8n frustration? All to latter be referred to as bragging rights?
These people honestly think this is a battle they can win? They take our media? We're already building a new one without them. They take our meme designers? Memers aren't shy about throwing their money else where, or even making the memes our selves. They think calling us racist, mysoginistic, rape apologists is going to change us? We've been called worse things by prepubescent 10 year olds on 9gag. They picked a fight against a group that's already grown desensitized to their strategies and methods. Who enjoy the battle of attrition they've threatened us with. Who take it as a challange when they tell us we no longer matter. Our obsession with proving we can after being told we can't is so deeply ingrained from years of dealing with big brothers/sisters and friends laughing at how pathetic we used to be that proving you people wrong has become a very real need; a honed reflex. Memers are competative, hard core, by nature. We love a challange. The worst thing you did in all of this was to challange us. You're not special, you're not original, you're not the first; this is just another imgur struggle.
Yummy. Pasta! :)
I just like to stack the blocks. : shrug: