How To Make Any DOTA Boy Fall In Love With You
March 16, 2010 at 10:32 am | by Vicky | In Etcetera | No CommentsTags: DOTA, Ruffles
Well, that’s not really a valid title, but HEY, it got you reading, didn’t it?
It’s more like: How The Girl With The Big Bag of Chips Wins
Everyone fancied a game of DOTA a couple of days ago. We were supposed to have a Singles’ Day Out, but Alice in Wonderland was out of tickets, and we were just too tired to argue between Cop-Out and Miss You Like Crazy. Standing in uniform in the midst of casually-dressed Saturday cinema sukis, everyone decided that a) they wanted to play DOTA or that b) they wanted to learn how to play DOTA.
Now, I’m no good at DOTA. I can play, sure, but I suck so much The Sentinel killed me. I suck so much, I’m not even sure if I got the last sentence right. (Boys, feel free to verify). If there’s anything I’m good at in DOTA, it’s running away. See a battalion of opponent reinforcements coming towards you, and I’m the first one running out of the location to the home base.
Pwede ‘bang Plants VS Zombies na lang? Or Super Mario?
So this time, I chose not to play DOTA, and opted to watch instead.
Now, if you’ve ever chanced upon an internet café with a bunch of boys (and occasionally girls) playing DOTA, you will realize that it is not a silent game. Sure, for a while, the tension gets to everyone, and it’s down to the last few inches of your life to make that one shot so you can finally recover the manna you lost after being pwned, but when the climax has been reached, you will hear jeering at maximum level, Trash-talking optional.
In a way, you can consider that fun.
I don’t know if this works, but if you’re interested in knowing anyway, one good way of making a DOTA boy fall in love with you is to at least get interested in the game.
Because really, all you girls know that once a boy is front of the screen, nothing, NOTHING comes between them. Not even a bazillion text messages and loads of missed calls. The only way they can notice you is if you’re at least 1-inch tall, monstrous and could help kill the kalaban.
So go try and play. You don’t have to like it, but at least you’d know what in heaven’s name he’s talking about. You don’t have to be particularly good at it (It’s hard to be good in a game when everyone you know has been playing it for at least 3 years), but at least get familiar. Your guy goes around with you when you go shopping, why can’t you sit down in front of the PC and try to make your hero move?
The boys appreciate it. When I first tried to play, the next day, all my guy friends were like, “WOW Vicky, nagdoDOTA na! Goojab!” (pat on the back/head/shoulder) and they kept on yapping about DOTA stuff, only 5% of which I understood.
If that doesn’t work, go out and buy a big bag of chips. (Or Sour Cream Ruffles, in my case) Yes, they allow you to bring food inside.
If you want to have boys eating out of the palm of your hand like mum rabbits, then control freak, this one’s for you.
No stupid boy would let his eyes leave the screen, so if you offer, he’d say no. At first.
But, if you get a piece of chip and put it near his mouth, he sure as heck will bite that outta your hand.
You get a monopoly of their energy! Mwahahah. >:)
So you still win. You got the boys to pay attention to you, and now they feel more-ish. Kind of like how you feel when you eat one piece of Stick-O. You can’t stop eating until the whole jar is empty.
I know this is a useless manual, but hey, I tried. No DOTA boy has fallen in love with me yet, anyway.
Would I want a DOTA boy to fall in love with me?
Who knows.
Vicky


