My husband has a Talent and Passion for PC Games. I personally think he should become a professional Gamer; he is that good at playing his Games. There are very few Games that he can not Master and if there is one it is mostly because he has lost interest in it.
Listen to him talking about one of his Games, is like listening to him describe an Adventure he has undertaken, talking about a close friend of Family Member, or waging a War on some Country or World.
He almost becomes one with it and during the times he plays is not to be disturbed. When he first got started playing Computer Games, it was all he ever talked about. Every minute he had free time he could be found playing his Games. At times as much as 14 - 16 hours straight. I could not understand what was pulling him so deeply into the Real of computerized Games. I was the proverbial Gaming Widow. If I wanted a conversation it best be about one of his Games or I was quickly dismissed.
Of course like any other female I would bitch, moan, complain and argue. I was jealous of his Games and would beg him to spend some time with me. He must have well over $5000 in Games by now and more then $10.000 sunk into the latest computer set ups. Being a Gamer of course also included building his own Computers. The Machines have to have the best Bang for the Buck. He could spend hours upon hours researching the internet about computer components. So between Gaming and Researching I was a very frustrated little lady. Of course the more I nagged, the more I drove him into the fantasy world of Gaming. There he could be the big hero or super villain. The chicks never argued back and most of them even came with perfect figures and nude Patches. What a world!
He often enough asked me to try playing one of his Games. I am nowhere as coordinated as he is or as quick on the trigger, but I loved watching him game. Plus, I just didn't have the Time. After all one of us had to keep the house going. Dinner had to be fixed and the house had to be cleaned. So I would crumble and feel jealous of a Game for crying out loud. So at first I would take care of whatever needed taking care off, serve him his Dinner on a tray so he would eat while gaming and then get my pillow and blanket, lay down on the floor and watch him game. At least I could be near him.
Some of these Games are down right hilarious.
If you have never watched your Partner play any of his Games you are missing out on a Treat. In a way I got just as hooked on Gaming as he did; only I was the Fan. The observer. I tried gaming a couple of times, but after constantly dying or being yelled at for not following instructions I gave up. Here on my outpost on the floor I could enjoy the Game and the facial expressions on my husbands face as he fearlessly took on hordes of Monsters and Enemies. In a strange way it was almost like watching a Warrior of old fighting in a Battle. His complete concentration was amazing. His reactions short of miraculous. He was a War God on the Computer.
There were even times when he would make his Characters act or perform different steps when he noticed it would crack me up laughing. He wasn't only entertaining him-self anymore, but me as well. I started talking about his Games soon as if they were old friends. Feeling cheated when he wouldn't tell me the outcome of his latest Battle or what new Spell his Battle Mage performed. If I wanted a good laugh I would even ask him to play certain Games that would tickle my fancy. Get “Citizen Caputo” or “Bards Tale” sometime.
And then there came Serious Sam!
Serious Sam, the sleeper Game of the Year. Yes, ladies that Game was my undoing. I tried it and it didn't matter if I wasn't as good as he. This Game was a blast. I could play co-op with him. With other words, it was Him and me against the computer generated World. Together at last, with me his ever so clumsy and slightly handicapped sidekick. I loved it and now it was me that would come to him and ask. Are we gaming today? I started to understand how shooting at make believe things on your computer could melt away the stress of the day. I loved us doing something together. We had new things to discuss, I was no longer on the outside, but was sharing in the fun with him.
