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Fandom Unplugged: '80s Arcades and Hero Worship

Arcades were once a key component of video game fandom. Before online gaming, and even before home consoles made gaming more of a solitary activity for a time, the fandom was a simpler affair: if you wanted to game, you had to gather in a hut and slap buttons. Here, there was a tribe. Here, hierarchies formed among faceless, nameless regulars who gradually became known.

Arcades weren't living entities. They were simply buildings (often ramshackle) that kept the rain off Asteroids and Donkey Kong. Nevertheless, they quickly gained a scummy reputation as hideaways for truant males who were still young enough to be grimacing at the taste of their ill-bought beer. Arcades did attract some unsavoury types, as will any kind of social club. But for the most part, arcades were simply a place to prove yourself—and to have others admire you as you forced your will upon those machines.

We laugh now at fan drama and scoff at little girls' arguments about whether or not Cloud is more emotionally tortured than Squall. Realistically, is that more insignificant than a fight over a high score in Donkey Kong?

Fandom Unplugged: The Beginning

“Fandom,” that which compels us to gravitate to others who enjoy our pursuits (video games), can be a difficult thing to tolerate thanks to a certain percentage of maniacs. You would be amazed at how heated a debate can get if it's about whether or not Miles Edgeworth from Phoenix Wright is circumcised. We witness these baffling arguments, and we swear we'll never get so passionate about such stupidities. But the very next week, we lose ourselves in a message board argument and pound out words like “GAYlo” before we pull back the reins and gape in horror at what we've become.

Why do we fall so easily? Is this what comes of the Internet and other technologies that save us enough time to wonder with friends in Brazil about whether or not Dr Light built Roll with certain “hardware?” Or is fandom just part of an ancestral grouping instinct that dates back to a swampy era wherein our ancestors declared everyone to be either “Crug” (“Part of my awesome tribe”) or “Flarth” (“Part of that other, lamer tribe”)?

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John Constantine, our superhero, was raised by birds and then attended Penn State University. He is currently working on a novel about a fictional city that exists only in his mind. John has an astonishingly extensive knowledge of Scientology. Ultimately he would like to learn how to effectively use his brain. He continues to keep Wu-Tang's secret to himself.

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Joe Keiser has a programming degree from Johns Hopkins University, a tiny apartment in Brooklyn, and a fake toy guitar built in the hollowed-out shell of a real guitar. He writes about games and technology for a variety of outlets. One day he will stop doing this. The day after that, police will find his body under a collapsed pile of (formerly neatly alphabetized) collector's edition tchotchkes.

Cole Stryker is an American freelance writer living in York, England, where he resides with his archeologist wife. He writes for a travel company by day and argues about pop culture on the internet by night. Find him writing regularly here and here.

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