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When I was younger, I remember watching a monster movie with me family. At the end of the flick, me mum asked the most interesting question: If you were in a monster movie, who would you want to be? The choices ranged from, the Protagonist/Hero, to the military powers fighting the good fight, to the ordinary citizens running in terror; some with more resources to accomplish this than others, e.g. the wealthy, having access to private aircrafts, etc.

After my sibling and mum posed some common scenarios of the advantages to this group, or that, I realized just how different I really was from the rest of my family, and I mean my entire extended family, of which, most of whom referred to me by the knick-name bestowed upon me by them. This knick-name reflected nothing more and nothing less than just how far apart my thought process was from theirs.

"Spacey".

My answer to this question was Revelation; transformative, and distinguishing. It both, shocked and vitalized the participants and the discussion. To this day, I am and have been set apart from all my biological family members, and on multiple levels. I continue to aspire to mantle of all that exists outside the box.

My answer: "If I were in a monster movie, I'd want to the be the monster, because everybody is afraid of the monster, but the monster isn't afraid of anything." Anyone who believes otherwise is a low-down, dirty, mangy, filthy, flee-bitten, ball-sniffin', toilet drinker.

In all seriousness, I have just recently become a "gamer", very recent, e.g. someone who posts, and posts about games: someone who uploads videos of one’s gaming; someone who blogs. It’s ridiculous, I know, believe me.
KOA turned me into a gamer. It was a big deal for me. A really big deal! On the email that you get from Amazon for making a purchase, where it says, "Review This Product", this is the actual comment I left on Amazon, after the purchase:

"You know that commercial that says, "It's a question as old as time: get to work on time, or keep playing"? I'm now out of work; been playing a month straight (30 Consecutive days), and still going. On the bright side: I have a 300plus damage-point Hammer, 200 damage-point Chakrams, and at one point, 3,800plus in armor. That’s right! 3,800-plus in armor (equipped ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥)!!! I'm a tank like no other."

I am not a game reviewer, or a reviewer of anything, for that matter. I am not an uber gamer nerd. I don't blog, speak textalian, gameish, or geekanese. Having said this, anyone who isn't willing to front the sixty bones for this gaming experience, based on tacit non-sequitur tech knowledge (e.g. DRM B#llsh!t, etc), puerile facile nerddoms, and or infinitely infantile geekitudes, isn't worth the online face time they so freakishly covet through, reviews. This game elicits more than just a review from me, simply because it has touched my life cathartically. I hated my job, and should have quit a long time ago, but was complacent. Now, I am continuing my education at USC all because of a little very healthy displaced tension and aggression taking on the form of a Hammer crushing those sons-of-a-fatherless-goat from work; and I owe it all to Kingdoms of Amalur. Hey Supervisor, Reckon with this, ♥♥♥♥♥!!

Yeah, that happened. So, as you can see, people experience things differently. I didn't really become, like, a gamer gamer until, July 23, 2012, the date of my first upload. I just joined YouTube August 8, 2011, thus the upload thing is just ... a total new level of petulant dickdomrey for me.

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