Here is my Playstation story. It feels weird putting my experiences to words...
Could have been longer but I thought to conclude before it got longer. I would have talked about my experiences with the Playstation2 and my first PS3 o_O. Hope you guys like it.
I was about 8 or 9 years old, playing Shaq Fu, which at that time i thoroughly enjoyed. My brother and I were taking turns playing the story mode and got down to the last level with one life left. It was my brothers turn and he began the fight. Halfway through the fight, my brothers character stopped moving, and after an onslaught of attacks, got killed. I immediately thought the game glitched and i turned to look at my brother with a dissapointing look only to find out that his eyes were closed. My brother had fallen asleep in the last battle of the game. I still haven't spoken to him since then.
Hey- I'm new to this, just got on PSN two days ago. I enjoyed everyone's stories, noticed several had themes of Christmas and friends. So here's one more: