Tuesday, November 20, 2007

I think I'm like most xbox 360 gamers, feeling like sometimes I'm playing on borrowed time, because I'm playing on something extremely cool -for now (see?)- Xbox Live. I think, like most other hardcore fanboys, I feel good about how we're sticking it to Sony right now, another big corporation but one with a huge experience in gaming. But I worry at night. I worry that Xbox and Xbox Live will become too popular, too mainstream, opening the doors to other Microsoft departments to come in and fcuk it all up. You see it already, with the disneyfication of Live Marketplace and casual games, but I still shrug -I don't have to touch any of that if I don't want to.

The next update will see parental timers (wtf is that about? Everybody knows nobody gives a fcuk what kids play on their consoles -it's like selling comfy escalators to treehouses so mom has easier access with milk and cookies -woman, it's in a tree to get teh fuk away from u!) and now there's this buzz going about of hooking up Zune with Xbox Live. So basically, you have ur ugly little sister (who stinks, and eats sand) complaining to ur mom that you won't play with her. So mom tells you to play together. And you do, and all the neighborhood kids see you and laugh at you for being a douche.

See, that's my fear. And not just being called a douche for having to connect to some stoopid device nobody gives a fuk about, but all the bloatware it'll bring along. How long before my xbox crashes because of some unidentified error related to some crappy PMP I don't own? I swear, teh minute that happens, people will leave Xbox, and they'll be left with a souped up Wii, but without the coolness factor at least that comes with owning a Wii, because it's gay and you don't give a damn.

So heed my warning Microsoft, leave Xbox teh hell alone, don't make us play with any of our other weird, freaky, ugly, gay family members, aight? We iz hardcore, but fragile on the inside. And we run away from home! (lolz ok enough with the metafores!)

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