mursadamunedragon

Since the dawn of time, approximately 1999. Gamers were a reclusive race meant to sit alone in a basement with a bag of Derito's and a 12 pack of dr pepper in front of a screen so long that his parents would forget hes even home. Adapted to his natural habitat time had no meaning aside awake and asleep as well as an intolerance for sunlight and sports. Where the concept of socializing meant the occasional bully beat down and girl ignoring him. This is the life of the gaming nerd a rare and dying species being pushed aside by a market forcing concepts of movement and more than one controller. In short... I fucking HATE mandatory Multi-Player