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by bmer
2876 days ago
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When I used to play MotherLoad, the world was still a bright place, full of possibility. I was on track to finish from a prestigious high school, accepted into a prestigious university, and obviously going to end up pretty comfortable in life. Little did I know, that within me I had the seeds of mental illness growing. Perhaps, one of the signs, if I only knew to pay attention to it, was how "addicting" games were to me. I think the world back then just thought a lot less about those things, if you could still manage to be outwardly successful. No one worried about what it meant that some kids finding a vibrant, "safer" environment in video games, than in the real world. Ahhhh, MotherLoad. |
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I have no knowledge of "Motherload," nor any interest in modern games. But those few lines about your (your character's ?) interaction with it, makes me want to know how this story unfolds.