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this post was submitted on 16 Oct 2023
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This is a great question, lots of interesting replies.
There's so many points for me that were also turning points for gaming. Watching the pixels move on the TV because they were being told to by the console, from the original Pong, to Atari 2600 Space Invaders, were all events that left an impression. Playing a Williams licenced Defender on an Atari 400, and Donkey Kong.
I grew up with all this, it was part of my childhood.
Then, one day, some friends got a Playstation, the original. I went round and they were playing Die Hard. They had the gun controller that came with it. I watched for a bit and I couldn't keep up, things happening so quickly it looked so intense and sort of real. It was fascinating but also terrifying.
Then it was my turn, I said no it's not for me I can't do that. Go on they said and pushed the gun at me. Alright, but I'll be shit.
Some time passed and I found myself moving through an airport, my friends barking as each baddie appeared and going silent as I popped them and moved on. Slick, efficient, deadly.
I stopped and held the gun loosely, they turned protesting in dismay. I was shaking and sweating, I couldn't go on. Something changed that day, I knew games were different now. There was no going back, from now on I would always be a First Person Shooter.