My son grew up and went on to play other games. When one member was sick, others sent him money to help pay medical bills. I've had guildmates send me flowers when I was sick and cookies at Christmas time. Image via the City of Trinsic guild Facebook page (opens in new tab) Nothing about me says "gamer," but every night I sit at my computer, boot up the classic version of Ultima Online, and my second job begins.
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My PC is nine years old and runs Windows Vista in the corner of my living room.
My days are spent writing stories about the town I live in, telling people what their local government is up to or who was arrested the night before. I'm a 50-year-old grandmother of five and an award-winning journalist with a respectable job at a local newspaper. I'm none of those things, but for the last five years I've run a 100-plus member guild in Ultima Online, an MMO I've now been playing for nearly two decades. They're generally goofy and fit the outdated stereotype of a nerd-yelling at their computer screens, surrounded by two or three monitors and thousands of dollars of gaming equipment. In movies and cartoons, MMO guild masters, or GMs, are often depicted as a 30-year-old man with a neckbeard living in his mother's basement, living off Mountain Dew and Doritos. It wasn't the first time I'd talked a member of my guild down from the edge.
Nothing about me says “gamer," but every night I sit at my computer, boot up the classic version of Ultima Online, and my second job begins.
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