Gordon Hayward sauntered up to his new teammates, Dante Exum and Joe Ingles. “I couldn’t help but overhear your guys’ conversation.”
Both of the Australians perked up. “So you got the new Assassins Creed too, mate?” Dante asked. “The gameplay is just on another level.”
Gordon laughed. “Well, actually, no. Those action-adventure games are for little kids. I bet children like you enjoy Cawadoody and Badduhfield, too.”
Dante didn’t seemed bothered by his teammate’s superiority complex. “Yeah, those are fun too, I guess. I just play them to unwind, I don’t take it too seriously.” Joe nodded in agreement.
“Oh, ‘not too seriously’, huh? So you’re playing on a plastic kid’s toy like the PS4? My smartphone gets more FPS, and probably at a higher resolution, too. You probably think 720p is an adequate resolution for gaming.”
“Uh, I don’t really keep track of the terminology,” Dante said, undone by Gordon’s audacity. “I just want to play with my friends and have some fun.”
“I’d have more fun clanking rocks together than playing on an underpowered, overpriced garbage pail known as any of the major consoles,” Gordon scoffed. “My rig will handle anything I throw at it for the next five years, while your mass-market crap is already obsolete. Did you know that developers have to downsample textures and reduce polys just to get 30 FPS on the supposedly ‘modern’ PS4?”
Taking out his oversized phone, Gordon showed the uninterested Australians pictures of his gaming PC. “Core i7, two GTX 980s, and SSD’s in RAID-10, bitches. League of Legends can be running on three monitors at once and my temps don’t even sniff 50 degrees C. The RAM even has little guns on the heatsinks so I can blast away my opposition while Twitch goes nuts.”
“Whatever, mate. We gotta get going,” Joe said, grabbing Dante Exum by the arm. “We’re going to go get laid while you play around with your computer.”
“I get laid too!” Gordon responded indignantly. But as his teammates exited the locker room, he lowered his head and let the tears drip off his nose.