When Doom Guy is at a bar and wants to get to know someone he thinks looks cute, does he IDDQT?
I used to love cheating in video games as a kid. Games were more about the experience than the challenge. I just wanted to have fun and play around in those worlds. I’m sure that if I grew up in a time where sandbox games were big, it’s all I would’ve played. As it was, we had side scrolling beat-em-ups, first person shooters, strategy games and fighting games. I was IDKFA, It Is A Good Day To Die, Left Down Left Right Down Right Left Left Right Right and Up Up Down Down Left Right Left Right B A all the way down. And up, left, right, etc for good measure. I spent so much time memorising cheats, that I never really got good at the games. I’d say I was better with memory than twitch response. Maybe I should’ve played memory based games instead. I played so much Mortal Kombat 3 that I learned all the fatalities (plus many of the babalities, animalities and “friendships”) off by heart. It was less about being a skillful player, and more about seeing cool shit happen. Of course I was more interested in whether or not I could behead someone with Fei Long than knowing how to combo someone to death.
I don’t know that I’m super interested in cheating anymore. I’m not talking about vidya games, I mean IRL. I don’t really play anything but Magic Arena these days. My methodology lately has been to try and do things correctly, rather than skeeving off on tasks. Over time I’ve come to see the difference between outcomes when effort is applied. Oftentimes if you put the work in, the result is more pronounced. Seems like a given, but it’s a harder lesson to learn than you’d think. Why not just do a half-arsed job all the time and enjoy your freedom from duty? Because the rewards are cumulative. When I do a good job at something, I not only feel better about myself for having put effort in, but bask in the results. If I clean something well, it’s easier to clean it next time. Or I get used to the amount of work it takes to do something right, and it feels like less of a chore each time.
Of course, that doesn’t mean I’m not gonna look for loopholes. A guy can still grift, right? I like following rules when they make sense, but so much of the time they’re arbitrary. Or they require you to supplicate yourself before overwhelming capitalist forces. Am I not going to take advantage of a corporation? What would be the point? Our merest actions are unlikely to affect their bottom line, and they exponentially profit off of us. I’m fine evening the scale. Or at least, figuring out how to play within the rules while subverting their spirit. Oh, so I can only buy a maximum of ten cans of tuna at a time? What if I buy ten, walk out, then walk back in and buy ten more? Seems entirely legal, and I’m incredibly okay with it. It’s not cheating if you’re playing by the rules.
Also, ain’t nothin’ in the rules says a dog can’t play basketball.