933. You debate with yourself whether your should play some Baldur's Gate while watching the Thanksgiving Day Macy's Parade first thing in the morning.
934. ...you play Saints Row: Gat out of Hell, and:
-after going to Hell and slaughtering demons for a bit you think, "Ah, Hell - I've missed it! It's good to be back" -when the demons taunt you, saying "Child of Adam" you reflexively think "No, you mean Child of Bhaal"
938 When your bf insists that you got a text message every time Boo squeaks in game (as in it is your text message sound and someone in your household can't differ between your gaming addition and your cell phone)
943. You're convinced that the reason why your immensely irritating computer keeps breaking down at critical moments is that it's somehow been affected by the iron crisis in Nashkell.
944. Inspired by #943, you immideately go home and search through the apartment to make sure your spouse haven't hid any vials of Mysterious Liquids to kill off your computer so you can do the dishes or vacuumclean instead.
63. When a bad thing happens and you start to complain about the lack of load button.
(I complain often about this one)
It was the month of January in the year 2000. Baldur's Gate was my newest obsession. I was in my trusty Volvo 240, on my way home from school in a sleet storm. I was being a typical teenager and driving too fast/stupidly/idiotically (thankfully we didn't have texting back then!). The next thing I knew I was fish-tailing, then spinning, then deep down and stuck in an irrigation ditch in the middle of nowhere. My immediate reaction? Power Word:Reload! The sudden realization that this was real life and I was now stuck in two feet of mud? Devastating... (Prologue: I wasn't hurt. The Volvo wasn't hurt. A good ole boy came along and pulled me out with his 4x4. Life went on. I learned from my mistake. You could even say I... gained experience!)
63. When a bad thing happens and you start to complain about the lack of load button.
(I complain often about this one)
It was the month of January in the year 2000. Baldur's Gate was my newest obsession. I was in my trusty Volvo 240, on my way home from school in a sleet storm. I was being a typical teenager and driving too fast/stupidly/idiotically (thankfully we didn't have texting back then!). The next thing I knew I was fish-tailing, then spinning, then deep down and stuck in an irrigation ditch in the middle of nowhere. My immediate reaction? Power Word:Reload! The sudden realization that this was real life and I was now stuck in two feet of mud? Devastating... (Prologue: I wasn't hurt. The Volvo wasn't hurt. A good ole boy came along and pulled me out with his 4x4. Life went on. I learned from my mistake. You could even say I... gained experience!)
947. You've spent the last year working on a mod for Baldur's Gate.
Do tell.
949. During different holidays you have themed playthroughs. Example: Santa and some elves serving up some coal to all the naughty orcs and goblins of Icewind Dale...
951. Because you didn't have a white Christmas that one year, you started playing Icewind Dale. Now your Christmas isn't complete until you've slain a few trolls, a remorhaz, or a white dragon or some such.
953. While at a library, you see an author labeled "Trollop" on the shelf and Imoen's voice immediately pops into your head: "Do you wanna tell me a story about trollops and plugtails?"
(On another note, who the heck actually wants to be called "Trollop" on a book they've written??)
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-after going to Hell and slaughtering demons for a bit you think, "Ah, Hell - I've missed it! It's good to be back"
-when the demons taunt you, saying "Child of Adam" you reflexively think "No, you mean Child of Bhaal"
True story.
Also See: Any given argument with my wife
949. During different holidays you have themed playthroughs. Example: Santa and some elves serving up some coal to all the naughty orcs and goblins of Icewind Dale...
True story.
(On another note, who the heck actually wants to be called "Trollop" on a book they've written??)