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An insight into the mind of a misanthropic gamer.

Monday, 21 December 2009

On Social Suicide

"Right now
Well it's finally time to face my fears
Gonna get the hell out of here
And create a fresher atmosphere
But the consequence is clear"
Social Suicide - Bad Religion

Social Suicide is something I seem to commit often. I guess I do it out of boredom. I seem to get bored with people, then take my excess anger out on them. Or I just grab the idiot ball and say something I shouldn't have. No matter what causes it, it happens. A lot. The only time I regret it is when it's accidental.

Most of the time, it's done on purpose. Sometime I just get bored with people, and want a break from them. Let's face it though, some people are really really annoying. You just want a break from their incessant whiny voice or childish antics. I mean, you've probably done it before. I doubt you can honestly tell me that you've never told an annoying person to Eff off because they won't leave you alone. Come on, don't deny it. There, glad you admitted it. While I don't directly tell them to eff off, I do commit social suicide with them. If it gets rid of an annoying person, then fuck it. Job well done. It just sucks when someone gets caught in the crossfire and thinks less of you because of it. Even worse so when they're a potential new friend.

I don't even know where I'm going with this. I've kind of just strung some bullshit together and called it a post. Bottom line - I commit social suicide a lot and I rarely regret it. Later.

Wednesday, 16 December 2009

The Diary of Nicola MariƩ Evans - August 29th 2277

August 29th, 2277:

Dear Diary:

Moriarty told me where to find my Daddy. He said that he went to the Galaxy News Radio building in the Chevy Chase district in the outskirts of D.C. I had a chat with Mr. Simms and Taro about D.C. and they say it's a warzone. They advised me to stay away until I got some better equipment and got better at shooting. I guess finding Daddy will have to wait, he should be fine without me. From what I've heard from the residents around here, Gee-Enn-Arr is a pretty safe place. Plus, Daddys pretty badass anyway so he should have got to there without any problem.

I'm doing some more work for Moira to help pay for the new equipment and extra supplies I'll need to the day or so long trip into D.C. She asked me to do two things; contract radiation sickness and travel to a place called 'Minefield'. These seem like pretty dangerous things, but Moira assured me that she would cure my radiation sickness as soon as I got back. She also taught me how to disarm mines. It's actually surprisingly easy, all you need to do is press the button in the center before it explodes. Given my perception and agility, I should find it nice and easy to get rid of those nasty murder tools. Moira said she'd give me a bonus if I brought her back a mine to study on.

I'm off to go hunting for some food with Taro and Billy Creel. Taro was on about hunting some 'Mirelurk', they sound pretty tasty. Anyway, buh-bye. *click*