My finger won't stop slipping off of the "X" button. It's about 2:47 in the morning and I'm reaching for some water while I unknowingly entered hour six of winning gold cups in Crash Team Racing. I had gone into a trance about halfway through the Crystal Cup and woke up with Nitrous Oxide riding a spaceship to an early grave. I was completely lost.
It's so easy to get lost in the immersive world of videogames. Most of us come to entertainment for escapism above everything else, so it can be jarring when a game makes you dissociate beyond your wildest dreams. Losing hours or even days to a game to the point where you see jump prompts after closing your eyes and whistling soundtrack deep cuts is just another mark of love.
That's why a question on AskReddit from earlier this week really stuck out to me: "When were you most immersed in Video Games?" It's a broad question, but there were some engrossing answers buried in the thread. I found 11 really good ones.
I was coming back from a dangerous expedition into a long abandoned nuclear reactor. I had fought off hordes of zombified scientists, feral soldiers, and unspeakable abominations of twisted flesh and metal. I was wounded, out of bandages, and down to two and half magazines for my AK.
It was nighttime, and I was making my way through a ruined train yard I had crossed earlier in the day. I had cleared the yard of mutants and so was totally unafraid despite the pitch blackness around me.
Suddenly, I heard soft footfalls racing up behind me. I wheeled about, training my AK in the direction of the sound. There was nothing there. I must have imagined it. I turned to continue my journey...
...And looked straight into the face of a monstrous, blood soaked humanoid figure towering over me. Its mouth was a jagged mess of flesh and bone. It's eyes were black and cruel . It roared as it slashed me with its twisted claws. Knocking me backward. I screamed and let loose a wild spray from my Ak into the night, but the beast had disappeared, it's roars trailing away into the dark.
I ran, faster than I ever had before and with no care for direction. I stumbled into a nest of mutated hounds, which yelped and snarled as I passed. I could hear their howls as they chased after me, but I had no fear of them. There were far more horrible creatures stalking me in the darkness.
I ran for only a few minutes, but it seemed to stretch into hours. Finally, I reached safe ground, human ground. I slowed down and caught my breath. Nothing could hurt me now. I passed into an old warehouse near a local tavern where I could stock up on critical supplies. All was well, but then I heard a new sound, far more terrible and blood chilling than any mutant or beast I had yet encountered. It was a deep voice, a human voice, and it said:
GET OUT OF HERE S.T.A.L.K.E.R.
Skyrim was released in November, I remember how awesome it felt, running around snowy forests, climbing mountains, getting through blizzards.. so engulfing I felt the cold. As it turned out I was sitting in front of a screen for 6 hours straight with a window open. In November, in Poland.
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So at the end of Mass Effect 2 there's an infamous suicide mission where your choices can determine whether or not a lot of your party lives or dies. Usually given any other game, I'd be purely min-maxing the experience (e.g. Shit...so I need to keep a healer on deck to make sure I can keep using this team comp. I need this character's special ability so I can't risk him. He's got the most health so he'll tank damage. Etc.) But when the decisions occurred I found myself trying to keep characters that I cared about safer. As in, I wasn't making a choice based on gameplay, but because I was attached to certain characters in my party. Their stats didn't even come into play at all and as a result a few of my characters died, and I honestly felt bad about it. That was the moment I knew the game was really something special.
Was playing Bloodborne in the dark, it had me on edge. Suddenly my phone goes off at full volume. The laugh from majora's mask.
I, a grown ass man, screamed like a girl.
Elite : Dangerous. I've been immersed from the moment I turned the game on, still going strong 1200 hours later.
After long sessions, I catch myself looking in the direction of where the game has it's info screens in the cockpit if I want to know what time it is, or what's on my to do list at work.
Every time I play Civ V, it's like I enter my own little pocket universe for seven or eight hours, where the only thing that matters is making a beeline for the Great Library and Petra before anyone can beat me to that sweet desert paradise I've got planned out, and then stopping that fuck Alexander from forward-settling the entire continent, and then I've got to make sure I keep an eye on Dido so she doesn't betray me the first chance she gets (which she will, of course), and then working towards Rocket Artillery so I can steamroll anyone who fucks with me, and then I've got to make sure I get Nuclear Non-Proliferation passed before Gandhi gets his grubby paws on some nukes and decides that my capital would make a good storage closet for his collection of loincloths, and then oh shit it's light outside.
'One more turn' indeed.
Oblivion or Bloodborne.
Once cracked, Bloodborne is like a drug...which, if anyone has played it - is rather apt. I can pick that game up time and again and not get bored. Hell, sometimes I'll just wait at Boss area's waiting to be summoned to someone elses game to offer what help I can. Game of the generation for me.
Oblivion I played on top non stop for 4 months and was genuinely surprised when I got to a door in real life and wasn't met with a loading screen...nah but seriously I sank a lot of time in to that game, 12 hours a day during summer break wasn't uncommon.
I was playing Metal Gear Solid 2 with two friends. It was summer of 2002. Funny thing was, it was just my best friend and me playing at first, we played single player games all the time, we were very good at taking turns, and in comes our other friend. My best friend and I speak English relatively well... our other friend didn't. But we just got so immersed in the game, taking turns, trying to see what was going on, who the hell was Vamp and all... and after some hours we get to the "strange" part... at the end of the game, when Raiden was naked and he started getting weird calls. Our minds were blown, we were just playing in awe. We thought the game had crashed, then we thought it was a joke, then that it was part of the story and so and so on... we played all the way through, and then, when we turned off the game, we just sat there gazing. It was around 4:00 am, but it had been an amazing experience. We still laugh about it when we get together once a while.
Whenever I get really into a first person game I end up dreaming and thinking within that game when I'm not playing. This has happened with Portal, Destiny, Skyrim, and Fallout
One time when playing Diablo 2, I forgot to eat dinner and my parents grounded me.