Do you play nice with others?

I read a article once.
(As soon as I remember where it is I’ll post a link)

The article was about the kind of console games that women enjoy playing.
And my oh my was it news to me!
Apparently we like games that we can play with our partners. The kind that allows us to be his sidekick. His supporter, the spandex clad Robin to his Dark Knight Batman.
The report also stated that when purchasing games we women always turn the game over to check whether or not it is a two-player game. Because if it isn’t we aren’t to keen about buying it.

Now I may be on my own here.
And there may be a whole bunch of people out there who use their consoles as an opportunity to bond and/or spend time with their sweetheart’s. And to tell you the truth I think that is really cute. And said couples probably have a really great time saving the world together.

I however am not one of those people. In fact I am the complete reverse. I don’t play well with others. It’s one of the reasons why I don’t think I was very good at games like Warcraft. I’m just not a team player. And I probably never will be. I’m the kind of girl who holes herself up in her bedroom for a couple of days intent on punishing evil doers and rescuing mankind alone. Just me, my PS2, a few packs of cigarettes, and a couple of cans of coke. There is no Batman in my equation.
(Smokes + coke + lone hero = Very happy me)

I am nobodies Robin.
It’s just never been my style. When the going gets tough and the level is damn near impossible and I just can’t beat that boss, and I’m practically crying because I’ve been staring at a t.v screen for almost 12 hours. The last thing I would/could do is turn to someone else and say “Holy shaking bagels Batman, I can’t do this level could you please come and help me!?!”
As I said it just ain’t my style.

There is a certain amount of satisfaction that comes from destroying something that would have otherwise destroyed you. I mean once it’s done I am out of my seat. I’m cheering and pointing and laughing like a maniac. I mean I’m behaving as if though it was me not my virtual self out there taking all the hits and conjuring all the spells that brought that sucker down. And I don’t know if I have it in me to share that with someone else.
Maybe it’s the games I choose to play.
Or maybe it’s just the bad sportsman in me.

Maybe it’s a combination of both.

One things for sure when it comes to my games.
You can have the controller…When you pry it out of my cold dead hand.
Other wise. Sit back, shut up and enjoy my ride.