A master of poetry, I am not. In fact, the last time I wrote anything remotely poem-like was… … …middle school? I think. And that’s because we were forced to do so for English class. However, I’m more than happy to contribute a few lines of something or other to UWG’s month of spooky silly poetry! Hopefully my feeble attempt at this won’t make the true wordsmiths run for the hills. If you’re still here, thanks, and please enjoy (or cackle at) my first entry here inspired by the game DOOM.
October 1998: Dial Up Wide Area Network Games Operation (DWANGO) shuts down.
In the days before the Internet (yes, there were days before the Internet), how in the heck did people play games together across the expanse of this great nation? Well, if you enjoyed DOOM in New York, you might have connected to your DOOM-playing friends a few states over via DWANGO. Originally called the DOOM Wide-Area Network Games Operation, this fee-based system initially had players dial into servers based in Houston, Texas, in order to access DOOM‘s multiplayer features. DWANGO proved popular enough that its creators eventually set up almost two dozen servers across the county.
