Speaking of which, yesterday was Black Friday right? Well, I have a story to share about this yearly event of mass awesomness. But before I do, perhaps I need to go into a little detour that will set me up better for the story. I was playing Mass Effect last week - this game is pure win by the way, as expected of a BioWare RPG. I'll have to admit, I stayed up one night until 4am playing this baby. In any case, at one point my character, who I named Nfinite Shepard since the last name is fixed for cinematic and cutscene purposes, was speaking to an advanced intelligent life form of sorts. The conversation went a little something like this (I really don't remember the exact dialogue. It's been a few days. I'm also not putting the NPC's name since it might be a little bit of a spoiler for those who might play it in the future. It will simply be referred to as Being.)
Nfinite: Who are you?This made me smile because I was thinking You bastard, you're not infinite. I'm nfinite, biatch. But my happiness was short-lived because soon after I thought this, I realized that I could not give the NPC this type of retort. I suppose BioWare can only be so good right? *sigh* I wonder if there will ever be a day when an adventure/rpg game will be able to hold this type of open-endedness. Remember back in the days of Zork when you could type in things? That would be amazing if in the future they could meld RPG and text-based adventures into one seamless speech recognition interactive RPG. That would lead to even more separation of gamers from society I guess.
Being: You cannot fathom our existence.
Nfinite: Where are you from?
Being: We simply are.
Nfinite: Who made you?
Being: We have no makers.
Nfinite: I'm going to kill you.
Being: We have no end. We have no future. We are infinite.
I digress. Now that I have touched the subject of my conceitedness, I can further boast of my glories and accolades of Black Friday shopping. I'm not sure why, but Black Friday is very exhilarating for me. Getting up early in the morning, standing out in the cold, waiting in a very long line, freezing your butt and everything in between off. These things are necessary sacrifices for the emotional rush of being a ninja. Wait, ninja? Oh yes - ninja. A nfininja™®© comes prepared to his mission. He has researched the exact mission requirements in the form of an objectives list:
- Gain the assistance of fatherinja™®©.
- Split up and collect the items of interest (10/10 remaining)
- Review mission target floorplan.
- Side Objective: Keep a watch for free items not previously researched.
Screw the shopping cart. This is the nfininja characterization prompt. You know the one that makes you distribute your stat points? If you go for all mobility, you lose storage capacity. This means you reject all forms of carrying equipment and are able to dart around using only what you can pick up for inventory space. No good. If you customize yourself for full capacity, you lose mobility. The shopping cart allows for a functionally unlimited space for the required quest items. In the process of customizing nfininja in this manner, he would lose the very meaning of his name. Shopping carts destroy mobility and maneuverability, you are limited to travel only by avenues in which the shopping cart may fit.
Aside: This post fits so well with a post back in June of mine: the random game of life. Soon my theory of life and reality shall be complete.

But wait, what was fatherinja doing? Why, he was sweeping in the clockwise manner of course. All-in-all, we landed plenty of free after MIR items, some webcams, some graphics cards, backup battery, laptop cooler, mice, keyboards, flash drives, TV tuner, and other fun goodies. I don't really know why we do it. Most of the stuff we don't really need. Maybe it's just a bad addiction. Oh, an $8 conventional oven didn't hurt to grab either - but that was after we realized we needed to level up and rearrange our point distribution to get us a shopping cart. We no longer required mobility after getting what we needed. It's just plain fun. Ninja'ing items off shelves before other people get to it. Watch as the inexperienced look dazed and attempt to find a store assistant who in turn looks overwhelmed with requests.

Anyway, that probably wasn't as fun a read for you as it was a morning for me. Oh well, happy holidays! Don't get run over while shopping!