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Author: hayashi
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My friends say Guild Wars is a light version of World of Warcraft. What a lie that is. To the people who are unfortunate enough, namely you, who stumbled upon this journal, I would have been dead for about thirty two hours. As my life rush through my eyes in bits and fragments of incomplete memories, I wish to take this opportunity to share with you my life, my passion, my family, and my job – that is Guild Wars.
I was a healthy teenager, fresh out of one of the most prestigious high school and although I wasn’t one of the top quarter of my class, I was luckily accepted into a pretty renowned US university. I broke up with my high school girlfriend just before entering college, where I expect to start a new exciting life; a life of frisbee tossing on the campus lawn, irresponsible under-aged drinking and premarital sex. The life of a typical college student has begun.
One day, Alan called me to go pick up some dorm furnishings at Wal-Mart. As we walked through the electronics aisle, I pointed out to him the computer games I played, which included Age of Empires, Shogun Total War, and Red Alert.
“You played games? I didn’t know,” he said.
But as fate would have it, and as you could have guessed, an innocent trip to an outlet store became my first encounter with the devil, nay, the Satan himself, manifested into a small yet attractive box labeled “Guild Wars.”
“Wacha lookin at?”
“I don’t know…some game.”
“Guild Wars?”
“Guild Wars.”
“You gonna buy that?”
“It looks pretty good I might as well try it out. I mean, our neighbors play something like this too right?”
“We’re engineering majors; we have no time for this. Stop wasting tuition.”
“Say that after the first exam.”
I brought the game back into my dorm. My room was nice and clean, with my heavy textbooks kept in my desk drawer within arms reach and stationeries placed efficiently throughout my large desk. My laundry, which was done once a week, hung neatly in temperature-order inside the closet. I couldn’t have felt more ready for smart-ass University. Then, with a few clicks of my mouse, the installation of Guild Wars began. Five percent, ten percent, one hundred percent… type in my key here, make a character there, and before you know it I was good to go. My first time Guild Wars was… was…
I apologize. I had to grab a glass of water before I could continue this journal. I will skip my first few hours with Guild Wars, because it may sound too cliché for the visitors of GameAmp, who all can sympathize. The game didn’t take over my life though, as three weeks into school I aced my first exam, much to the dismay of Alan who watched jealously when I played Guild Wars while he crammed nonstop the night before exam. One more month pass. I have finished the game.
Finished the game? It looked like I had just begun. I began to slave hours upon hours in obtaining the titles in Guild Wars. Again sorry… whenever I think about these times my heart aches…my throat feels tighter now. I am gasping for air. I don’t know if I can continue writing. The titles… oh how I’ve worked for those titles. Slowly my grades started to slip. At first, Alan was overjoyed because he now has the bragging rights not only in front of me, but in front of all our friends, and to my mother when she called. I didn’t care. Alan was not my first priority right then, and neither was college, grades, or myself. At times I miss the closing hours of the dining hall, yet I was content as long as my Guild Wars character has its feed of experience and fame.
Alan then realized I was in much deeper trouble than we both expected.
“You didn’t come to discussion today. What the bloody hell are you doing?”
I didn’t answer.
“I’m going to delete that for you right now.”
“Yea? I will kill you.”
With that, Alan backed away.
Alan was no longer my friend or my roommate. Instead, Rin Kojou was. Rin was became my friend and family. He kept me focused on my game, and reminded me that my goal for maximizing five titles will be jeopardized should I return to the slaving days of school work. Even now, at this moment in front of a public computer in the engineering dept, I never regret meeting Rin. However, I now know my addiction to Guild Wars was wrong… but it is now too late.
Anyways, I digress. My family members never knew what was going on with me in school. They also didn’t have access to my grades, because the first semester ends next week. Yet, I know what my grades will be, there are no speculations. In reality, I’m surprised I can still put together a decent sentence right now. My throat is so dry even though these words didn’t come from it. There are a few girls on the computer next to me. They look like my classmates. By their screen it looks like they’re working on Solid Edge, a 3-D modeling program. They’re doing it wrong… there are easier ways to truncate that shape… shame that I know more than you guys when I didn’t attend class. Here I am typing away in Microsoft Word, I feel like an English major… I almost feel normal. Normal? No. I always fantasize about casting Guild Wars spells in real life, such as Virulence spiking stupid Alan and cast putrid explosion. If that doesn’t get rid of him, what will.
Guild Wars was a genius game. I couldn’t stop playing the PVP and sooner than you know I’m using my spare time to write fanfics for this website. Absolutely horrifying. When I’m not playing Guild Wars I’m talking Guild Wars, and when I’m not talking Guild Wars, I’m writing Guild Wars. It’s a war between guilds. I knew the game had a quick exit button on the upper right side of the screen, but it felt farther than 1945. Guild Wars was a war that will never end… so you think.
I remember playing chess with Alan one day. He played a really good Queen’s Gambit and in move 50, I resigned. As I knocked over my king in despair, he told me, “hate the game, not the player!” How can I hate Guild Wars… how can I hate all the nice people who helped me throughout the game… who all eventually fell behind me in factions, fame, and titles… who all had a life. I couldn’t. There is only one person to hate, and I guess that leaves me.
The two blond girls beside me… don’t hate me for what I’m about to do… just keep working on that icosahedron… don’t look this way. I already gave away all my items so please don’t ask me for them. I leave behind nothing now. Good bye friends. I really expected this article to be longer. Will I dream? I certainly hope not.
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Okay guys, if you guys didn’t know it was fake from the category, I apologize. Here’s the deal… I’m stuck as hell in the Aidan stories. I have 8 pages completed now and Ill release it all in one chapter soon. Because heck, I cant seem to fit my story in only 10 chaps?!
I wish I can write/play more guild wars but damn, these stupid homeworks are HARD!
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