Writers know that no matter the genre, love often motivates their characters. Personal experience counts here. If you dare, use the Comments to write about how you met someone you loved.
I’ll begin….
It all began back in 1993 before games were played on the Internet. I bought a printer. There was a disk in the box for the first online game-only environment. The Sierra Network played over long distant phone lines.
I innocently logged into a dungeons & dragons screen of Pac-Man-like game characters. One of them greeted me and moved over to my avatar and put a potion into my game inventory. It was -no other way to put this- thrilling! A real person, somewhere else in the world, was inside my video game!?
People online in the early days were judged by their actions. It was a game, so how you behaved defined you. The lesson in this was best expressed to me by a “bride” who was “marrying” online someone that she had never met. She was a personable, outgoing manufacturer’s representative who flew around the country visiting music stores. The “groom” was a total geek engineer who apparently lived in the California audio lab where he worked and played the game.
I asked her, “Why him? You have never met. What do you know about him?”
“Here,” she told me, “You get to know the real person before you meet them.”
For the record, those two actually met and married and lived together until she died of Lupis. Something he knew about from the beginning.
How we met, my lady and I, resulted from our long-distance phone bills eventually reaching a thousand dollar a month. We played the game together evenings and nights and weekends and holidays and paid Ma Bell by the minute. Not being totally stupid, we decided to meet and see if we wanted to move in together. Being smarter than me, she had me go to lunch first with two people from the game who lived near me. Only by the grace of their opinion, “He’s different, but harmless,” did she agree to actually meet. When I asked for her photograph, she replied, “You won’t be disappointed.”
The person I got to know before I met her was the real person.