Riddle Me This, Riddle Me That

Tonight, I went googling around the various gaming info sites, trolling for new material … I’ve grown weary of reliving, in technicolor horror, the daily dramas that are my gaming life. Even Diogenes took a day off here and there. Probably.

Anyways, I googled myself right into an article just chock full o’ subscription numbers, break even points and renewal figures. (the horror, the horror) Which normally I would hate — it’s not MY job to worry about MMOGs staying afloat, after all. It’s Their job.

This analysis of MMOG subscriptions is more than just an exercise in mathematics. The author wrote an adequate history of The Bigs, et al, and drew some interesting conclusions about the saturation of the market, competition, blah blah … *snoring noises*

City of Heroes is doing better than I had realized. (why? why??) Shadowbane, no shock here, is not doing well by anyone’s standards. That they have ANY subscribers is the true mystery, but the author doesn’t address that end of it. Probably that part IS my job … well, hobby, since I don’t get a paycheck for this.

Apparently, some gaming think tank (I’m not making that up, there is such a thing) was hired by Anarchy Online’s Funcom to rescue them when they started bleeding subscriptions out of every orifice. Cute name, (which they explain on their site ’cause they’re that geeky), although after I read through their manifesto, I get the sneaking suspicion they should have named their tank “Mephistopheles”.

I don’t even know ANYTHING about these guys, but anyone spending that much time in bed with game developers cannot be good for my gaming enjoyment. I can’t imagine Lucifer’s think tank would ever tell a client “Listen. Your game sucks. This isn’t rocket science. Build a better mousetrap, and the world will come.”

And to think I can make up that shit on the fly. And for free.

I Love a Good Caper

Recently, I was skimming through the various other (*cough*lesser*cough*) gaming blogs and ran across this lengthy, but extremely well told gaming scam from Eve Online.

GOD DAMN, this is a good read and is as fine a caper as anything David Mamet has written, but without the annoying stilted dialogue. Better yet, no legal consequences!

I read some comments about how this is a morality play about “the emotional salience of interactions” (I won’t embarass the poor s.o.b. by linking that) . Am I taking crazy pills here? I don’t even think that is anything, and I do know what all those words mean. If that’s the kind of crap they teach in college in the 21st century, the future is dead.

Usually the scammers aren’t very literate, or literate AT ALL, which makes this story all the more appealing — but ultimately, it is just another scam. He makes no apologies; he asks for no forgiveness. And he certainly doesn’t give a clown’s ass about emotional salience.

There’s a sucker born every minute. And two to take him.

Fate Accompli

My SWG guild finally got around to firing that whack job we had voted off our island. I couldn’t do it personally (shame that), as real life obligations prevented me from stalking 24/7.

Contrary to predictions from the guild bleeding hearts, the WJ didn’t burst into tears and beg to remain on the island, but instead asked to receive an official guild email re: reasons for the termination … and then promptly switched factions and went off to live happily ever after with a pretend online boyfriend.

W T F

Not wtf about the pretend online boyfriend, that’s almost a daily event in online society, but W T F about getting a guild email outlining the reasons. It’s probably a good thing I didn’t do the snipe job on this, because no fucking way in hell would I take even two minutes of my time to write some bullshit for a whack job. (Although I would probably shorten my response to “fuck that”.)

No doubt in my mind that the WJ is gearing up to start some drama — O M G, I was crucified, and now I’m a martyr, PITY ME!! FLAME THEM!!

Here’s why you got waxed: You suck at PVP, even after WEEKS of practice, I can count on one thing from you … you’re dead before the battle is 30 seconds old. You’re a creep. I’ll go out on a limb and state that 26 year old adults making moves to have a sexual relationship with an 18 year old barely-adult pretend online boyfriend is CREEPY. You became the punchlines to all our jokes, for that and oh so much more.

Take your licks and move on. Which, after consideration, you should enjoy.