As much as whoever reads this will probably be slim to none, I have finally seen what Yahtzee (Zero Punctuations Guy) has been saying about Multiplayer games. People are like raging baboons. Here’s an example: I log into a game that’s all about survival. I start with nothing and have to search abandoned buildings and vehicles to find supplies to stay alive. After a half hour of searching and finding only people who want to kill me or nothing at all, I find a water canteen and a protein bar. “Yes! I might be able to survive this time” I thought to myself. Oh how I’ve been mislead.
I found a small abandoned village and looked about to see if there was anyone around. Clear. I walk into a home and closed the door behind me. As I rummage through things to carve out a meager existence I hear the door open. I turn around to find another player has found this place as well. Our eyes meet and we stare for what feels like several minutes. I make the first move at trying to establish diplomatic relations. “We can survive better as a group.” I say…
His retort was a baseball bat to my face.
From these sort of encounters I wonder if these people actually act this way in real life or does a faceless presence give them a power trip. Either way I’m stumped.