Friday, August 29, 2008

Just played AVP with Mark. Bad idea. First we started off both as soldiers, just using pistols. That was pretty repetative with us both killing each other, with the least interesting characters and weapons; got boring fast. I like variety. I like switching species (which doesn't allow me to win the games usually - because when you switch species during the game you lose all your points). I like using different weapons. I like using 2 pistols at a time (which Mark forbade). So I told Mark I was bored, and that I wanted to switch up, and that if that was a problem to just let me play on my own. He ruled that he'd play as long as he could be a predator (the easiest IMO) and I was a soldier (the hardest IMO); I said sure as I thought that would be great practice, and Mark would get to kick my ass alot. Only he didn't. I got the heat seaker and blew him away a few times. You can see Predator's when they move just like in the movies, and you can see when they're scoping you out, which I thought was cool to see. He did kill me good eventually (bloody human bits all over the place). Then he got me in a net and I thought I was dead for sure, but I switched to my knife, cut my way out, and blasted his head off. He got grumpy after that, quit (without telling me) and said that I apparently only like playing when I have the advantage. What advantage I have only comes from playing the single player games all the way through, which he's had 7 years to accomplish. And he's racked up years of Multiple Player time...

(while typing this, Mark came to my room, told me I'm an asshole, and then left - which actually made me giggle a little, as it makes me feel like a have a little brother - like my room is so dark that I couldn't see him, and I actually pictured a little boy with a backwards ball cap on!)

Anyways...he also said that I only enjoy the games where I win. Which is the pot calling the kettle black; seriously. Mollie can attest that I used to get slaughtered by her on a regular basis, and I loved it. I didn't win most of the rounds last night; Michael did, and I had big fun! While it's fun to win the game, it's mostly just fun for me to be the ALIEN, or the PREDATOR, or the MARINE and just run around attacking things. It's Mark that has to win to enjoy himself, which is just kind of sad. He's yelled at me about this before in front of friends who were made uncomfortable by his childish tirades. His own mother has pointed out he's a sore loser, on several occasions.

In one bout last year, he yelled at Mollie because he said she was "Camping" (sticking to one area and waiting for people to pass by so she could kill them) when she wasn't, she just got stuck and was getting unstuck when he wandered by. This is another point of contention, as he's been known to camp himself, and the thing is, you are allowed to camp in the game. It's not necessarily a good strategy either, because if no one walks by then you don't score and can't win the game. And even if you do, and you stay in that spot, there are weapons that can be used to blow you out of there.

He bitched at me during the same game that I had an advantage as the ALIEN, then I became the Predator, which he also bitched about, so I became a soldier and then he bitched about that too. Corey & Mollie were here and they just looked at me like they felt bad for me. It sucked, because besides this really wacko-child-Mark that comes out during competition, he's really very cool. He's beautiful. Sexy. Funny. He's got this dry sense of humor that can be outragious! He's the best friend man of my dreams... And then we play a game, which should be fun, only he makes it this hellish life or death bullshit, and then blames me for it. And it's never, ever pretty. It's actually pathetic.

He actually yelled at my boss once when we were playing the Buffy board game years ago. It made my boss so uncomfortable that he didn't want to play with Mark anymore; not because he doesn't like Mark (because he does, and asks after him all the time) but because Mark ruined the game. My boss actually thought that Mark hated him after that, but Mark doesn't hate him (that I know of); he just gets bent out of shape during 'games'. He yelled at me once years ago when I made a bad call during Euchre, which to me had always been a fun, unimportant kind of game to be played with friends; I mean...it's just a game...and I was in love with him back then. I was so upset (tears and everything) I considered taking a taxi home. Mark's sister in law (who was just his brothers gf back then) gave me this huge hug at the time and told me it would be ok...and I've loved her ever since.

Anyways. I don't want to write about this anymore. I'm pretty sure there are other entries about this very topic... It just never ceases to amaze me is all. We all have our flaws though. And I love my Mark, riddled as he is.

I'm planning on playing the single player version of the game tonight. I also want to read some of this new (to me) TITAN book. And that's pretty much all I have planned. I'm such a geek! lol

   posted by Bald Jason at 08:04 PM
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