The past couple days have left me in a very not nice place. However, I was sitting in my chair today, lost in my horrible thoughts and my phone buzzed. A fellow dtoider had texted me, inquiring if I was ok. This person (name withheld for reasons) then went on to continue to talk to me and try to make me feel better. This simple act, left me in tears. Someone far away from me, cared enough to make sure I was ok. Let that sink in. A virtual stranger almost, knew something was wrong with me and took time, from his day, to check in on me. That's what Dtoid is. We are family. I've never met any of you. I've talked to a lot of you though and consider a lot of you closer than blood. I'd do damn near anything I could for you and it goes both ways. Never in all my years have I been part of something so amazing, so insane and so beautiful, online. This simple act forced me out of my stewing chair and to come sit down and start writing this.
It was around 2008, maybe a little earlier, that I began to lurk around here. Retroforce sucked me in, along with the awesome reviews, Burch's ramblings and that little green mascot. The way everyone acted in comments sealed my fate. I loved reading what these assholes had to say. As the years went on, I started commenting here and there. I wasn't the nicest person in the world either. I remember flat out trolling a few times in fact. I was a bag of shit known as hillbillysk8 back then. I believe that account was deleted or lost at the switch over to the current layout (I did find some old responses to me though such as this and... oh wait, guess I switched my name as seen here.) ANYWAY, yeah. I used to be Hillbillysk8, stalker of sofik and troll of ScrappyDoo (Man did that guy get cool though). Anyway, sometime in 2010 I switched to PhilK3nS3bb3n (DO NOT miss those 3s) and that's how most of you know me now. I stopped trolling (mostly) and began actually interacting on the fp at least. I still lurked the forums and c-blogs though. I was too scared to jump in. Eventually, I sucked it up and boy did I dive in.
My first blog was just codes for SF4 on 3DS. My first forum post was just me ogling hot ladies and muttering about boners. I did start REALLY participating in comments sections everywhere on the site though. Soon I began pumping out blogs that spilled my guts (I don't think I've written more than 2 game related blogs still, free indie game stuff not counted), carried on the amazing bbain's indie blogs in my own way and started giving out free shit. All the while making friendships and getting to know amazing people. It's crazy how much this site has become part of my life. I'm in shock all the time that people even know my name. I was fucking recognized on Steam for fucks sake (You sick Italian bastard, you better stop with the dicks). That's crazy. I'm not entirely sure how I've become a recapper, a mod (lie, I bugged the shit out of Funk and Dixon), or even how I started a podcast (that was with a LOT of help from friends). Somehow I'm here though. Talking to devs (getting dem sweet codes), making a game (see you at GDC/PAX next year) and getting put on the frontpage of a game's site. It's been a hell of a ride. I'm actually beginning to live my dream of working in the game industry and I owe it all to this place. We have tons of laughs together, we get pissed together, but what sticks with me, is that when I'm sitting in a chair, crying and lost, my phone can vibrate and one of you will be there. I love you all. That's my greatest Dtoid memory. You guys. Love you all so fucking much. Here's to another 7!
Special thanks to:
Mr Andy Dixon
Used Ta Be
and to anyone I missed, I'm sorry, I love you and all, but I'm running out space and memory :p