I played DOOM. I played DOOM II. Both games were simply tremendous. I’ve repeatedly tried to play DOOM 3 since getting an Xbox copy of the game years ago, but…I…can’t. Oh believe me, I’ve tried repeatedly, but I have a really hard time getting past the game’s first stage because it’s just too much. Too scary, too stressful, too dismal, too everything. So for my final spooky silly poem (there’s still time to submit your entries!), I give you this testament to admitting that I’m a big scaredy-cat when it comes to DOOM 3.
It registers now as kind of odd to me now that we never had an Xbox since we were so on top of the video game consoles of the time. But a close friend of ours owned one, and it was open to use whenever we wanted, so we never actually needed one. I also have to admit that the Xbox was rather strange to me at first. I mean, Nintendo and Sony had been offering the world lots of gaming goodness for awhile, and suddenly, in walks Microsoft with its giant, black box and a new Halo title and I’m just expected to bite? I dunno… That said, I wasn’t about to turn down some new gaming fun when given the chance. So whenever we went over to our friend’s house, the Xbox happened; and among his small catalog of games I found a few that I really enjoyed. (A fair portion of my experience with original Xbox games actually happened later on the Xbox 360.) When it came to choosing games for my island, the choices came down to those games I had played the most, and only four rose to the top.
