Mojoraisin
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Apologies for this lengthy post, it's definitely not for everyone but I think my taste for nostalgia is a bit on the eccentric side. I enter old multiplayer games I've played, join an empty server and...
...walk up that hill by the northern outpost on El Alamein in Battlefield 1942 and then just stand there. All alone, overlooking the battlefield. It's quiet and eerie. I hear winds and atmospheric sound effects from old times. Reminece when that quietness quickly turned to chaos when a single tank approached from the distance after having just spawned at the eastern outpost. My buddies on ventrilo or TeamSpeak panicking and lobbing shots with the bazooka.
I get carried back to the time I used to live in the US. Ordering pizza and drank cheap white wine from a 5 litre bag in box. Did some all nighters with my friends from the west coast and walked straight to university. Classy move.
I replenish my grenades. Pick some up from that crate by the bunker. Yeah of course I remember where it's located. I throw a grenade high into the sky, it lands by some palm trees and explodes. I run and look at the damage. Some soot. No real time ground deformation. Pretty bad sound effects. Doesn't matter. Still feels good. I loved this game.
...start up Return to castle Wolfenstein. Same procedure. Enter map "beach". Spawn as axis and try to bunny hop down to the transport boats stranded on the beach. Still hard. Jump around for a while. I know every nook and cranny of this map. V57 followed by V54 quick chat. I chuckle at the German accent.
It's the only game where I played competitively with a clan. We were pretty good. When we didn't play I used to watch Warwitch (legendary shoutcaster) commenting and streaming when some other clans were battling it out. Realize once again it's my absolute favourite game all categories. So damn addicting I ignored my naked girlfriend on the bed, begging me to come over to "read her a bed time story". Not once, but twice. Still worth it. Yeah, she's my ex now but so what?
Another voice shouts "dinner's ready!". Clearly not part of the game.
Alt+F4.
I quietly say to myself "Nostalgia time over..." as I close the laptop lid. I'll return in two years time. I've done this for over a decade now. I know I will.
Before I check myself into the closest mental institution, does anyone want to join me?
...walk up that hill by the northern outpost on El Alamein in Battlefield 1942 and then just stand there. All alone, overlooking the battlefield. It's quiet and eerie. I hear winds and atmospheric sound effects from old times. Reminece when that quietness quickly turned to chaos when a single tank approached from the distance after having just spawned at the eastern outpost. My buddies on ventrilo or TeamSpeak panicking and lobbing shots with the bazooka.
I get carried back to the time I used to live in the US. Ordering pizza and drank cheap white wine from a 5 litre bag in box. Did some all nighters with my friends from the west coast and walked straight to university. Classy move.
I replenish my grenades. Pick some up from that crate by the bunker. Yeah of course I remember where it's located. I throw a grenade high into the sky, it lands by some palm trees and explodes. I run and look at the damage. Some soot. No real time ground deformation. Pretty bad sound effects. Doesn't matter. Still feels good. I loved this game.
...start up Return to castle Wolfenstein. Same procedure. Enter map "beach". Spawn as axis and try to bunny hop down to the transport boats stranded on the beach. Still hard. Jump around for a while. I know every nook and cranny of this map. V57 followed by V54 quick chat. I chuckle at the German accent.
It's the only game where I played competitively with a clan. We were pretty good. When we didn't play I used to watch Warwitch (legendary shoutcaster) commenting and streaming when some other clans were battling it out. Realize once again it's my absolute favourite game all categories. So damn addicting I ignored my naked girlfriend on the bed, begging me to come over to "read her a bed time story". Not once, but twice. Still worth it. Yeah, she's my ex now but so what?
Another voice shouts "dinner's ready!". Clearly not part of the game.
Alt+F4.
I quietly say to myself "Nostalgia time over..." as I close the laptop lid. I'll return in two years time. I've done this for over a decade now. I know I will.
Before I check myself into the closest mental institution, does anyone want to join me?
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