I pride myself on my geek stature. I am, unabashedly, in love with dice-chucking, card-flipping, miniature-pushing, sci-fi/fantasy con-ing geekiness. I can quote Trek and Wars; understand and recognize Klingon and Elvish and have learned Chinese slang from Firefly; own at least two costumes from at least 2 different sci-fi or fantasy series; can name every Doctor and subsequent corresponding Companions; know original and remake Battlestar; and Buffy, Torchwood, X-Men, Avengers, Stargate, Farscape… and the list goes on. I have half a guy brain and react to weaponry with the same oohing and aahing that most males do. The only thing I don’t soak up as absolute nerd porn? Video games.
Veejee gaming has never caught my attention. I grew up with Atari, Nintendo, Sega, and so on and so forth. But, no matter which system I’ve picked, I haven’t found a system with games that made me want to continue playing for more than a session. Then I’m bored.
Well, not bored really. More like frustrated beyond belief.
I’m pretty sure it has more to do with my total lack of hand-eye coordination. Could possibly be the fact that my sense of direction is thrown completely out of whack by the VR I’m playing in. Another part of it could be because I generally prefer to spend my time reading, writing, or watching movies. Why would I care to invest that same valuable time in veejee gaming when there are so many other forms of geek-dom to pursue?
That’s right. True female geeks are rare. Especially those that still know how to be a girl and balance that with being a nerd. Nerd cred is important as a female geek. We’re are always being challenged for our cred. If we skip the latest Warhammer 40K tournament to spend a day with the girls getting manis/pedis, our cred is dinged. Suddenly can’t remember what episode of TNG a Trill first made an appearance, dinged again. Forget for a second that The Doctor first revealed himself to humans via BBC on the day President John F. Kennedy was assassinated… big ol’ ding. After a time, your nerd cred, or geek points, become diminshed.
My own geek points were challenged recently. Why? Because I don’t veejee game. For some reason, this really
pisses me off bothers me. In the space of two seconds my entire geeky stature was disputed. Somehow I felt less… nerd than before. All because I’m not terribly interested in following the points in a subprogram.
I realize that I may not be being fair to all veejee games. Some, from what I understand, are masterpieces of entertainment, ingenuity, and creativity. They are stunning works of art.
I’m still bored by them. The idea of a visually and artistically stunning work of video game entertainment does not get my Starbuck-autographed knickers moist. But a direct challenge to my nerd status does manage to make me hot and bothered. Just not precisely in the best sense of that phrase.
The gauntlet was thrown; the glove removed and face slapped. What the hell is it about these veejee games that adds so much to a geek’s cred? Like with the first inkling of curiosity that tempts a woman to plunge into the male-dominated world of NERD, a further study and better understanding of veejee gaming must be had. My theory is, at the end of the day, I’ll learn that video games, or their lack of inclusion, are not enough to tarnish my nerd cred. But I’m willing to proceed with the experiment.
Feeling less nerd is simply not acceptable.