I could never play for more than about half an hour at a time. It was pathetic. Obviously I should have had tea.

My coping mechanism was the mantra, "sounds can't hurt me sounds can't hurt me,"

And you actually managed to convince yourself of that? For me it was something like this:

Riona: soundscan'thurtmesoundscan't -
Game: *BREAKING GLASS*
Riona: *JUMPS A MILE*

'Please Do Not Attempt This Thought Again.'

I have no idea what Azumanga Daioh is, but that message sent me into helpless giggles.

James, on one side of the bars, PH on the other, same pose, staring, unmoving. Like what, I hear you say?

Like a mirror.

AAAAAAAAAH

I HAVEN'T PLAYED THIS GAME FOR A YEAR AND A HALF HOW DOES IT STILL FREAK ME OUT?

(I LIVE ON THROUGH THIS ARM

...I don't even know what that means. I only know that it would be awesome.)