What age did you start playing Armageddon?

Started by Vessol, July 09, 2008, 09:10:41 PM

The other topic inspired this. I included the two teen options to get a better idea of those who started as teenagers.

Vote and include the exact age you started playing if you wish.

I first tried it when I was 12. It didn't have pictures?!?!?!? Couldn't play it.
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i started when i was nine or eight O_o. brother showed me the game.
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Started playing Arm about a month ago, at twenty-five years old. Though I started playing MUDs back when I was 15/16.


I started at 13 I think...? 4 or five years ago at any rate.

I started when I was fourteen or fifteen, though I left after a few months and came back at age 21 where I started really playing.
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I started playing around 16 or so, but I didn't really play -well- until I was about 21.
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Started when I was 21, January of 2007.
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Started when I was twenty-two though I had rolled up a character probably a year before and walked around for a few minutes and said fuck this...

Started MUDding way back in like '94-'95 after I made the switch from chatroom roleplay (MAN was that bad) to Terris and Gemstone:Dragonrealms on AOL.  After they started charging I paid for a few months then went on to mudconnector.com and quit in like ninth grade for girls and guitars.

Now I'm back and trying to get in the most time possibly with two jobs and a girlfriend.

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I started playing at 25 (in 2003), had never roleplayed before, or ever been involved with any Muds or any online communities at all. My husband (was my live in boyfriend at the time...yes, we were living in sin! :o) was a long time player, and I was so very curious about what was taking up all of his time. So, I forced him to teach me how to play, and I've been addicted ever since.

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Started at 14, I think.
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Wow, what a crazy-awesome age range we have, according to the poll answers.
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Quote from: Irulan on July 10, 2008, 10:43:04 AM
[my live in boyfriend] was a long time player, and I was so very curious about what was taking up all of his time. So, I forced him to teach me how to play, and I've been addicted ever since.

Hehehe, that's exactly how I got into Armageddon, too.  I think he regrets introducing me now, at times.
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Quote from: Irulan on July 10, 2008, 10:43:04 AM
[my live in boyfriend] was a long time player, and I was so very curious about what was taking up all of his time. So, I forced him to teach me how to play, and I've been addicted ever since.

Hehehe, that's exactly how I got into Armageddon, too.  I think he regrets introducing me now, at times.

Heh, I think Red Ranger may regret it a little sometimes too, though we do have some interesting conversations in restaurants that people walking past would have no idea what we were talking about. tee hee
Now, though, I play more than he does! :o

-Irulan
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Inara: "Thank you for the wine. It's very... fresh."

Mal: "To Kaylee, and her inter-engine fermentation system."

15. Good god.

I'm totally with the interesting restaurant conversations. Long ago, a man in a Perkins in Lawrence, KS just before the bar crowd started rolling in, leaned over to my table and asked me and Clegane who we were talking about, who did we kill? Where did we do it? He was so drunk and so excited, we didn't have the heart to disappoint, so we just told him to nevermind. I like to think he was impressed, but neither of us were very scary except in how casually we retold our old stories of extreme violence and senseless murder.
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I started late 2006, I believe? Maybe early 2007. Age 17.
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19, 2005...I found it on an internet search thing...
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Quote from: House Rising Sun on July 13, 2008, 03:45:42 AM
I'm totally with the interesting restaurant conversations. Long ago, a man in a Perkins in Lawrence, KS just before the bar crowd started rolling in, leaned over to my table and asked me and Clegane who we were talking about, who did we kill? Where did we do it? He was so drunk and so excited, we didn't have the heart to disappoint, so we just told him to nevermind. I like to think he was impressed, but neither of us were very scary except in how casually we retold our old stories of extreme violence and senseless murder.

"So, you know, the worst part?"
"Where all those people who were locked in got just incinerated by that guy?--"
"Heh, that was great. No--"
"Oh, right. That one place where those guys just got totally smeared? Like, literally, spatula-smeared?"
"No, no. It was the heads, to me."
"The heads?"

(Argh. I cannot complete this train of thought without saying more than I probably should.)
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