I asked my fiancee if she wanted to play Sonic last night and she was eyeing my Call of Duty 2 game and then said, "Let's play Call of Duty." I chuckled to myself because I couldn't take her seriously. I thought she was joking when she said that. She actually wanted to play something as hardcore as Call of Duty? Naw. A part of me hoped she did though. She looked at me like I was crazy and said, "What? You think I'm playing? Let's play!" Now I'm just smiling and I reply, "Are you serious?" She says, "Yeah. Let's play. What? You don't think I can play?" I shake my head laughing and in shock at what I was hearing. I said, "No. If you want to play, then we'll play." CoD 2 did not have co-op so I pulled out Modern Warfare 2.
At the Speical Ops screen, I told her all the necessary controls that she needed in order to have any type of survival. The entire time was a coaching/tutorial fest. All we did was do the first mission of Special Ops because apparently, I had to tell her that in order to turn her body, she had to use the right stick. Old-school gamer, indeed.
She was having trouble with the coordination between her left thumb and right thumb. It was like she was trying to play Metroid Prime. At first, we were completing the mission in about 2:40 because I would let her go through it and I'd just pick up kills if she needed to reload. In order to help her get the coordination, I'd have her walk around one of the wooden boxes and then have her stand in one place and shoot the cardboard enemies. Eventually, she brought the time down to 1:13 which was really impressive. She even sprinted toward the end. She never got the coordination though. And she wanted to try to go to the next mission; just to try it.
We tried that next mission where you stand on top of a building and snipe people as they come swarm around your location and you have to complete the certain amount of waves. That was an utter disaster. I told her what was going to happen and I'm shooting at people and she asks, "Where are all the people?" I respond, "Baby, you have to look over the rail of the building to see the people." She laughs hard because she knows I'm thinking "WTF?" I tell her to stay on top of the building. A few minutes later, she's bleeding out on the ground. I say, "What are you doing!? I told you to stay on the ground!" I revive her and she somehow manages to get to the top again without dying. After more, "WTF" moments, I get bombarded and I start bleeding out and she doesn't know how to get to me because she can't use the right stick and she gets killed. Game over.
Would I do it again? Yeah. But that was traumatic.
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Marvel vs. Capcom 3 however, she got. If you don't know, this game has a normal mode, where you execute everything yourself and then a simple mode where at the press of button, you can do crazy specials and combos. I told her about simple mode and told her she should use it.
I shouldn't have told her about simple mode.
I thought I'd be able to cream her anyway but the battles were epically close and she even got me extremely frustrated. She was button mashing like crazy but that's what simple mode is supposed to let happen. She was destroying me by the end of the session. I told her I couldn't play anymore because I hate losing to button mashing. She says, "I know that's code for 'I suck'." I say, "No. It's just I know you don't know what you're doing." Then she has the audacity to say, "How do you know?" Okay.
I'm gettting frustrated just thinking about it. It was fun though.
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