There are definite downsides to being addicted to online gaming, but it depends on how you look at it. My poor husband is sitting at his computer going about his own business (well, looking at his favorite websites all the time, but that’s another story), when he hears snippets of carnival music coming from the sofa where I am integrated.
The Simon’s Cat Crunch Time game requires participants to touch – or in my case, their thumbs – around shapes such as small brown fish and pink hearts to deposit bottles of milk and remove desired digital shapes from the board. different color, among other actions.
It can be quite intense. When you drop a bottle of milk into the large Simon’s Cat beyond, it produces a satisfying exclamatory musical chord sound that lets you revel in such an accomplishment. When you’re in between moves, the playing has a more singing and questioning melody that prompts you to keep going, perhaps out of sheer panic or shame.
I keep the sound low so as not to annoy people who don’t know the game, but I haven’t muted it yet; the lack of music is detrimental to the game, in my opinion. At least I’m not playing with the sound all the way.
Words with Friends isn’t as musical, it’s an intellectual quest that keeps me alert, at least I’d like to think so. Where else can you use the words “za” and “qi” with such frequency? If you realize “Three-star mastery”, it gives you three glockenspiel-type chimes – a pleasant sound for the ears. You might also think that your IQ has increased a bit.
Some of the happiest sounds in the universe, however, could come from Angry Birds Match.
Recently I was at level 1191, otherwise known as “Bust the pigs”.
A catchy tune accompanies this level, along with evil laughs from what I’m guessing are the little green pigs taunting me for not busting them. I try to ignore the laughter. The music is much more reassuring, with what I believe to be a mechanical piano, clarinet, and adorable whistles, or synth versions of these instruments.
When you have five or fewer moves left in the level, a less adorable whistle song fills the air. Sometimes you win, sometimes you give up, although the game urges you not to give up before you go and forfeit your winnings.
“I know you got it, try again” said a message.
What is a Peloton ad?
This can put me in a financial bind. My competitive nature dictates that I keep going, so in some cases I lose about a dollar to keep going. Yes, it can add up. So far, it’s not a huge financial burden.
Bowling Crew is a relatively new game to me. A major difference is that the pins are not always arranged in the classic 10 pin fashion, so this is an added challenge. You also have to navigate the slopes in the alleys and hills to the side.
Depending on your success, you receive ” case “, like the Crown Case, and the game continues to play a three-note melody until you open them. I try to join them as soon as possible because rewards await me at the opening.
For the most part, the game is quite realistic. When you knock down pins, it actually looks like pins are knocked over. However, this also makes a “his ke-thunk” when your ball misses and goes into the gutter.
How Bowling Crew, however, is better than real life has to do with the congratulatory sounds that emanate from your phone when you get a strike or a spare. I doubt that would happen if I was actually bowling in person.
This game tends to be the most expensive for me. If you’re on a losing streak but obsessed with continuing the game, you need to shell out some cash. I don’t always want to do this, so I’ve been stuck in the same league for weeks now.
Don’t tell anyone. Shame would be more than I could bear.
The best sounds, in my opinion, come from the classic Angry Birds app. Not only do you get flute music, but you get loud sounds as well as screaming screams when you complete a level. Even if you don’t make it, your avian boyfriend leaves “Wheeeee!” when you send it to a target.
So if you are walking down the street or sitting in a restaurant one day and hear some faint noises that sound like Lilliputians having a state fair, chances are I am nearby.
Don’t mind when I’m on a timed game.
EDITOR’S NOTE: Christie Mastric is a writer for the Mining Journal. Contact her at firstname.lastname@example.org.