New Video Games, yay.
Ken and I are addicted to Rock Band.
I didn't think we would be, since we started playing Mass Effect first. (Yes, Ken really made bank on the Christmas presents this year.) Playing Bioware style RPG games always makes me a little tingly and happy inside. And this time around they actually have a really complicated character creation interface. I'm talking like, the ability to control the width of your avatar's cheekbones and such. What a dream. Yay.
Of course, then we played Rock Band and got all sorts of sideways addicted to it and filled our virtual closets with clothes and were rock band cosmetologists. Ken is on drums and I am vocals. Rock Band is surprisingly good at training you to sing on key, even though it is challenging since I am a girl and most songs are for throaty males. Except for, well, Maps. By the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
Yay now Brandon is over. Our band is now complete. ::whee::
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I didn't think we would be, since we started playing Mass Effect first. (Yes, Ken really made bank on the Christmas presents this year.) Playing Bioware style RPG games always makes me a little tingly and happy inside. And this time around they actually have a really complicated character creation interface. I'm talking like, the ability to control the width of your avatar's cheekbones and such. What a dream. Yay.
- Ken: Okay, so are you done playing Space Cosmetologist now?
Me: Nope!
Me: Flirt!
Ken: What?
Me: We must flirt with the underlings! Flirt with them!
Ken: I'm not sure flirting with soldiers working under you is appropriate behavior...
Me: No, no, I don't want to be a lesbian this time!
Of course, then we played Rock Band and got all sorts of sideways addicted to it and filled our virtual closets with clothes and were rock band cosmetologists. Ken is on drums and I am vocals. Rock Band is surprisingly good at training you to sing on key, even though it is challenging since I am a girl and most songs are for throaty males. Except for, well, Maps. By the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
- Ken: Maaaaaps. They don't love you like I love you. Because they're Maaaaps. And incapable of love.
Me: Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Wait. They don't love you like I love you.
Ken: I know. Because they're inanimate.
Me: Maaaaaahahahahaaaaapsssss.
Yay now Brandon is over. Our band is now complete. ::whee::
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- Ken: Psst. Minna.
Me: hmm?
Ken: Maps. They don't love you like I love you.
Me: Wait. mmm. Yeah, they don't love you like I love you either.