by mnmsgin, HSM guest contributor
Many people say that finding love in Home is impossible. In fact, I was one of them when I first started. What with all the trolls and perverts, finding love is definitely hard — but not entirely impossible.
I am living proof that love can be found on Home.
My story starts when this new-to-Home girl was sitting at the beach (specifically, IREM’s Seaside of Memories). I came to Home to meet new people. After a run of bad luck, I was just about to give up on finding anyone that wasn’t interested in only one thing. Then, as I was getting ready to leave, a nice-looking gentleman approached me and asked me what I was doing sitting alone on the beach. I told him I was trying to find people my own age to talk to, but that I wasn’t having any luck.
This gentleman told me that he was friends with people I would like, and he wanted me to meet them. He asked me to be friends. So I befriended him. This gentleman, Cougre, took me to a space that I never would have gone to on my own. The space, Novus Prime, was the first video game that I have ever played. There was a lot that I needed to learn. Coug taught me how to play the game and then asked, “Would you like to meet some friends of mine?”
Of course, I said yes.
It was exactly what I was looking for: people that were around my age. As the days went on, Cougre and I were often found in the main lobby at Novus, while he showed me the ropes. One day, Coug said, “There’s someone you have to meet. He’s the co-founder of the club that I’m in.”
By this time I was starting to actually like the game, so meeting more of the people that Coug hung out with seemed like the thing to do. Later that night Coug’s friend, Dr_Do-Little came on-line and joined us at Novus. I finally met the man that Coug had been talking about for so long.
That night the three of us flew sorties and began to talk in-between missions. I was only an airman at this time, but they both asked me if I would like to join the club that Doc and Willows41 started at Novus Prime: the Black Hat Squad. I asked the two of them if there was anything special I needed to do to be part of the club.
Doc replied that there were three requirements.
- Don’t be a jerk.
- You must hold the rank of Captain.
- You need to have the Black Hat.
Well, I don’t consider myself to be a jerk, but as far as being a Captain or having a black hat, I had neither. I was working hard to earn the rank, but it was a slow process.
Finally on August 13th, 2011, I made Captain. That day, Coug was so proud to see the girl that he trained, that had never played a video game, became a captain. Coug again asked me if I wanted in.
“Yes,” I replied, “but I don’t have a black hat.”
Coug laughed. “Follow me to the place where we met and you will be able to find one.”
We went back to the beach, and he showed me where to go out under the water to find the hat. This was not an easy thing to do, because it was a random prize that didn’t show up very often. I wanted to be part of the club so badly that I stayed and went looking every fifteen minutes when the prize reset. After a while, someone told me that if you leave and come back the timer starts over, and the prize would reset right away. So that’s exactly what I did. For three hours.
And finally, I received the black hat.
By this time it was late, and no one was online for me to tell. So I waited until morning when I knew Coug would be back on. I was flying at Novus Prime when Coug signed in and found me there. I showed him that I received the hat. And later that night, when Doc came on, we all were at Novus — and that’s when they asked me to officially join the club.
At this point I was happy to have found people that I could talk and hang out with. We were becoming a close group of friends. When I signed on, I would look right away to see if either of them was on. The club started to grow, and I felt good about being part of this group of people.
I started to grow closer to Doc. We would often talk outside of the group at Novus. I would get tingles when I saw Doc sign on. One day, I got a message that Doc was not going to be on for a while; he had things that he needed to take care of outside of Home. I stayed at Novus with the new and growing club. I was often seen at Novus with the Black Hat Squad. It was then that I was introduced to Willows41, the other co-founder of the club. We all became really good friends; flying and hanging out every day.
One day, Coug came on and told us that Doc had sent him an e-mail, saying he was going to be returning to Home very soon. I was so happy to hear that Doc was coming back to Home. A month without speaking to him was tough. The day came that Doc returned, and we were all at Novus Prime awaiting him. To my surprise, Doc came and spent time with me alone.
By this time my feelings for Doc had grown to the point that if I didn’t see him every day, my day just wasn’t complete. We started spending more and more time together alone. Finally, one day, Doc asked me something I would have never thought I would have heard from him.
We were never very far apart after that. In December, we planned a real-life meeting. I would be traveling to meet him and stay with him for two weeks. As the time approached, the nerves and doubt set in. Is this really happening? Am I traveling to another country to meet a guy I met on the internet? However, realized that I spent every minute that Doc was online with him; we video chatted every day, then called each other to say good night (not like the chat room was good enough).
So was I sure? Yes!
We planned that I would leave my house on February 5th, and I would get to Doc on the 6th. I traveled by bus, and with layovers it took just over thirty hours.
I knew the trip was worth it when I first saw Doc. He ran across six lanes of traffic just to get to me and give me a hug. When I was in Doc’s arms for that first time, I knew I found the man I’d been looking for my whole life.
We now live together in Quebec, and are planning our real-world wedding for early 2013. We have our good friend Cougre, along with PlayStation Home, to thank for all of this.
It can happen.