Anyway, I've played with a computer in almost any way imaginable, and I've always been a bit of a fan of older games. My first RPG was Phantasy Star IV, which both my mother and I played until I wore out both a Genesis and a Genesis 3. My other primary hobby involves driving my $50 car around a racetrack, but I'm temporarily retired due to a really expensive part breaking.
About a month ago, I was jolted out of a sound sleep with a mysterious compulsion to write a fanfic, so I've been working on that for a while (My computer log reports that I began typing at 1:15:15 AM, Oct. 11). I hope to be able to post the first 150-200 pages by New Year's Eve, but I make no promises. I predict extreme hatred towards me, as I used a total 1.5 characters from the classic games (the half character is because I think that evading the reality of death can do strange things to an android's sense of logic). It was originally written as a game script, but I changed to a narrative out of my unadulterated hatred for vaporware.
For the fridge, I present a couple 4 packs of Sprecher Root Beer. Don't drink it too fast, cause that stuff's like $3.50 a pack, but it's got quite a beautiful flavor to it, with a slight undertone of honey. No alcohol in it, though.
