Hahaha sooooo many stories....
One time I took some ambian, and got pretty high (a side from the ambian), then played some Black Ops zombies with some friends, who were high, but didn't take ambian. It was just on the default zombies map and all my friends are pretty good at the game, but I was tripping the most I ever had. After acouple minutes, I was gone. It felt like my brain was melting and running down my back, and my spine was on fire. I downed three cans of Dr. Pepper before even noticing I was half way through with my first. I remember being hungry, and remembering seeing tortillas in the kitchen, but I don't remember stumbing to the kitchen. The tortillas were AMAZING, they tasted like pita bread; I was eating them plain.
I managed to stay alive for a couple rounds, but as soon as the map turned into an MC Esher painting, and I stopped recognizing the rooms I started to die a lot. When the dogs first showed up, I felt like I was actually in the game; probably one of the most amazing events in gaming ever. There's a couple lapses in my memory from (I think) blacking out. It eventually got to the point where each room was a different game for me. There were some rooms where I thought I was playing CoD2, Bioshock, or Gears of War. There's one point where I said, "You guys are still playing this game," while playing myself, "I've already beaten CoD2 [in the amount of time you guys have been playing]." I rememeber getting kind of mad at the game, because I'd look at my screne, while in spectator mode watching my friend's screne, and the screne would be all fucked up, then I'd look over at the same screne on a different TV and it'd be fine. So I'm pretty sure I said something like, "Oh thanks Black Ops, pick on the guy who's tripping balls."
That was such a fun night.
One time I took some ambian, and got pretty high (a side from the ambian), then played some Black Ops zombies with some friends, who were high, but didn't take ambian. It was just on the default zombies map and all my friends are pretty good at the game, but I was tripping the most I ever had. After acouple minutes, I was gone. It felt like my brain was melting and running down my back, and my spine was on fire. I downed three cans of Dr. Pepper before even noticing I was half way through with my first. I remember being hungry, and remembering seeing tortillas in the kitchen, but I don't remember stumbing to the kitchen. The tortillas were AMAZING, they tasted like pita bread; I was eating them plain.
I managed to stay alive for a couple rounds, but as soon as the map turned into an MC Esher painting, and I stopped recognizing the rooms I started to die a lot. When the dogs first showed up, I felt like I was actually in the game; probably one of the most amazing events in gaming ever. There's a couple lapses in my memory from (I think) blacking out. It eventually got to the point where each room was a different game for me. There were some rooms where I thought I was playing CoD2, Bioshock, or Gears of War. There's one point where I said, "You guys are still playing this game," while playing myself, "I've already beaten CoD2 [in the amount of time you guys have been playing]." I rememeber getting kind of mad at the game, because I'd look at my screne, while in spectator mode watching my friend's screne, and the screne would be all fucked up, then I'd look over at the same screne on a different TV and it'd be fine. So I'm pretty sure I said something like, "Oh thanks Black Ops, pick on the guy who's tripping balls."
That was such a fun night.