AshleeMarie94
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League Of Legends Memes. :)
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sigh...you caught me!this is me and my husband
LMAO I LOVE THIS. I'm unfortunately the girl on the phone.
ah, this is a good point ๐Ÿ˜
that's just like me and my brothers
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Saccharine Saltiness
@paulisadroid tagged me in this challenge thing of his. Or he didn't. I honestly don't remember if he did, because my life is so full of dope stuff that I often miss out on the finer details. YOU HEAR ME, MAURA? MY LIFE IS DOPE AND I'M HAPPY YOU'RE NOT HERE TO TAKE THE FUN OUT OF IT LIKE YOU USED TO. Anyway, he brought up his sweetest and his saltiest moments in gaming. The ultimate high and the ultimate FUCK YOU, JELLO, STOP USING THE GOD DAMN GRAV HAMMER YOU SUCK AT THIS GAME. It's hard to pinpoint my sweetest point in gaming. I've had a lot of games I really liked, a lot of matches played that were a bunch of fun. Still though, when I think about it, the one moment that stands out among the others becomes clear. It was a defining moment of triumph in my life. I had a few of my best friends over at my place. We were playing Ultimate Marvel vs Capcom 3 on my PS3 and tossing back some drinks. It was a low-key kind of night, a regular kind of event for us. The thing about my friends and I, though, is that we're super fucking competitive in these kinds of fighting games. Be it Smash or MVC or Skullgirls or what have you, my friends and I get real shitty real quickly with each other. I'm not really a super talented fighting game player. I generally get the hang of things and I'll win games here and there but I don't know every combo and I suck with command entry. Among my best friends, I lose more than I win. So I'd been losing fairly consistently against my boy Reggi in particular. I was getting a little heated if I'm honest. We played eight or nine games at this point and I was definitely the loser. Then came the last match. I'd finally figured out his metagame and the rounds were a lot more even. I took the first round for the first time in a long time. He got back ahead of me in the second, leading us to a tense third. It was back and forth, evenly heated. Then, a shining moment. I dodged his big finisher, giving myself the perfect open look for a retaliatory special move. I slammed it home and took the game. My reaction was pure fuckin' jubilation. I'm talking 'get out of the seat and parade around the apartment' jubilation. I talked endless smack, I got loud, I beat my chest, all that kind of bravado. I declined a rematch. I finished on top after a losing streak. Sure, I still lost on a statistical level, but who cares. I BEAT YOU, HOMIE. What's my saltiest moment in gaming? There isn't a specific moment to point to, really. It's just every time I log into League of Legends. For real, like every time I play a few games of league, at LEAST one of them winds up with me feeling super salty. I guess when you play a team game with strangers, you're ultimately let down sooner or later. Like with that giant douche of a Vlad in that gif up there. Could have saved that poor Lulu and denied the enemy adc that kill. Just not thinking about the game, only about himself. I also suck at League anyway. Even having played for years I suck, so I end up being salty after making a bad move in the first fight and giving up first blood. And then I'm on a salty, salty tilt.
์—ฌ์˜๋„, ์˜ฌ๋ฆผํ”ฝ ๊ณต์›์— ๋‚˜ํƒ€๋‚œ ์ดˆ๋Œ€ํ˜• ๊ณ ์–‘์ด?
๊ณ ์–‘์ด๋Š” ์„ธ์ƒ์˜ ์ฃผ์ธ์ด๋‹ค ์„œ์šธ ์ค‘์‹ฌ์— ์ฆ๊ฐ•ํ˜„์‹ค(AR) ๋™๋ฌผ์›์ด ๋“ฑ์žฅํ–ˆ๋‹ค. SKํ…”๋ ˆ์ฝค์ด 8์›” 13์ผ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ 25์ผ๊นŒ์ง€ ์„œ์šธ ์˜ฌ๋ฆผํ”ฝ ๊ณต์›๊ณผ ์—ฌ์˜๋„ ๊ณต์›์—์„œ ์šด์˜ํ•˜๋Š” โ€˜AR๋™๋ฌผ์›โ€™ ์„œ๋น„์Šค๋ฅผ ์‹œ์ž‘ํ•œ ๊ฒƒ. ์ด์šฉ์ž๋“ค์€ ํ†ต์‹ ์‚ฌ์™€ ์ƒ๊ด€์—†์ด ์Šค๋งˆํŠธํฐ์—์„œ โ€˜Jump ARโ€™ ์•ฑ์„ ์‹คํ–‰ํ•œ ํ›„ ๊ณต์› ์ž”๋””๋ฐญ์„ ํ–ฅํ•ด ๋น„์ถฐ ๊ฑฐ๋Œ€ ๊ณ ์–‘์ด, ๋žซ์„œํŒฌ๋”, ์ž์ด์–ธํŠธ ๋น„๋ฃก ๋“ฑ๊ณผ ๊ฐ™์€ ๊ฐ€์ƒ์˜ ๋™๋ฌผ์„ ๋งŒ๋‚˜๋ณผ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค. ์ด์–ด ํ™”๋ฉด์— ๋‚˜ํƒ€๋‚œ AR ๋™๋ฌผ์„ ํด๋ฆญํ•˜๋ฉด ์•™์ฆ๋งž์€ ๋ชจ์Šต์œผ๋กœ ์ถค์„ ์ถ”๊ฑฐ๋‚˜ ๋งํ’์„ ์ด ๋“ฑ์žฅํ•˜๊ธฐ๋„. ์„œ๋น„์Šค ์‹œ์ž‘์„ ๊ธฐ๋…ํ•˜๋Š” ์˜๋ฏธ์˜ ์ดˆ๋Œ€ํ˜• ๊ณ ์–‘์ด ์กฐํ˜•๋ฌผ๋„ ๊ณต์›์— ์„ค์น˜๋˜์–ด ์‹ค์ œ๋กœ ๊ฑฐ๋Œ€ ๋™๋ฌผ์„ ๋ณด๋Š” ๋“ฏํ•œ ๊ธฐ๋ถ„๋„ ๋Š๋‚„ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์œผ๋ฉฐ, ๋™๋ฌผ๊ณผ ์‚ฌ์ง„์„ ์ฐ๊ณ  SNS์— ๊ณต์œ ํ•˜๋ฉด ์ถ”์ฒจ์„ ํ†ตํ•ด ๊ฒฝํ’ˆ์„ ์ฃผ๋Š” ๋“ฑ ๋‹ค์ฑ„๋กœ์šด ์ด๋ฒคํŠธ๋„ ๋งˆ๋ จ๋  ์˜ˆ์ •. ์„œ์šธ์„ ์‹œ์ž‘์œผ๋กœ ๋Œ€์ „, ๋Œ€๊ตฌ, ๊ด‘์ฃผ ๋“ฑ ์ „๊ตญ ์ฃผ์š” ๋„์‹œ ๊ณต์›์— AR๋™๋ฌผ์› ์„œ๋น„์Šค๋ฅผ ํ™•๋Œ€ํ•  ๊ณ„ํš์ด๋‹ˆ ๊ธฐ์กด ๋™๋ฌผ์›๊ณผ๋Š” ์ƒ‰๋‹ค๋ฅธ ์ฆ๊ฑฐ์›€์„ ๋Š๋ผ๊ณ  ์‹ถ๋‹ค๋ฉด ์ด๋ฒˆ ์ฃผ๋ง AR๋™๋ฌผ์›์œผ๋กœ ๋– ๋‚˜๋ณด์ž. ๋”ย ์ž์„ธํ•œย ๋‚ด์šฉ์€ย <์•„์ด์ฆˆ๋งค๊ฑฐ์ง„>ย ๋งํฌ์—์„œ
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