Kenny was a red headed, freckle faced boy, about eight years old. He and his friends were, much to VGRF’s dismay, Buildcrafting it up big time.
“I built my very own Roman era city, complete with a working aqueduct!”
“That’s great Ken.”
VGRF leaned in to whisper to me, “I think I’m just going to walk outside and take my chances with the zombies.”
“Looks like they’re already here,” I said, pointing to a dozen kids whose eyes were transfixed on the game. “What is the point of Buildcraft anyway?”
“There is no point,” VGRF said. “It is completely pointless. You just build and build and build some more. UGH! Why won’t you kids go to sleep so I can play Car Thief Mayhem?”
“One might argue that game is equally pointless,” Kenny said. “All you do on Car Thief Mayhem is destroy. At least here, I’m building something.
VGRF’s “I’ve been bested” look was always priceless.
“Shut up and fix your aqueduct, Kenny! Your columns are all crooked!”
Janey, a fourteen year old with a mouthful of braces, nudged Kenny.
“It’s my turn!”
“Fine,” Kenny said as he saved his aqueduct and turned the console over.
Janey popped in a disc marked The Shuffling Living: The Video Game Experience.
The Shuffling Living was the hottest show on television. It followed the adventures of champion zombie hunter Dirk Lane as he and his band of survivors migrated across a zombie infested landscape.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” VGRF said to Janey. “We’re stuck in the middle of a zombie apocalypse and you’re going to play a video game about a zombie apocalypse?”
“It’s still a good video game!” Janey said.
“What do you do?” VGRF asked.
“There’s some stuff somewhere the group needs but its surrounded by zombies so you have to fight them to get to it,” Janey explained.
“Oh,” VGRF said, exercising her inner critic, “So it’s just like every last episode of that show then?”
“Pretty much,” Janey replied.
“You know we used to watch it every Sunday,” I said.
“Used to being the operative words,” VGRF said. “If I never see another zombie again it’ll be too soon.”
VGRF picked up the case for the game Janey was playing.
“Huh. PG13. I guess it’s ok for you then.”
She read on.
“Play as Dirk Lane and eradicate zombies or play as a zombie and feast on human brains!”
My significant other looked at me.
“This is sick! Who’d want to control a zombie in a video game?”
“That’s a good question,” I said as I whipped out the space phone. “And I know who can answer this…”
“Oh my God,” VGRF said as she snatched the phone away from me. “Stop being such a spotlight hog and let me do another interview already!”