The ol' younger sister, Cassi, gave me Guild Wars for Christmas. She gave it to the two of us, Stoker and me, but let's be honest. She really meant it for me. She lives in Omaha and I live in Nashville, and yet we can play the game together. I'm a child of the 80s, so I'm used to the computer, virtual world (remember VR.5? That was a cool show. I wish it had lasted), but still, WHAT the hell?
I'm probably the only one still reeling from the fact that Cas and I can meet up in a completely virtual game world and chat and adventure together. I log in, my guy is standing there (my first character, a ranger, Kail Pinefox -- yeah, I made that up. Stupid? Probably), I check to see if Cas is online, she is, I whisper to her something like, "Hey," and the next thing I know, her mesmer (a character, like a ranger) is running up to me with his little mask and guild cape on. It KILLS me. Then we talk and the conversation floats above our heads in balloons.
"What should we do?"
"I don't know, whatever."
It's just like real life.
"Well, I still need some more ranger skills before we advance out of Ascalon city."
"Ok. Let's go find some. I know where to go."
Of course she does. She's been playing for 8 months.
Anyway, I'm still in love with Morrowind. And I'm also in love with those (ridiculous) books about the vampires, Twilight and New Moon, etc. I admit it. I'm a fool for pop culture these days.