I've been told I need to post on the forums more. You know, to keep things lively. I have all sorts of excuses for being lax in my posting habits but apparently those aren't valid. Since I feel like I need
some amount of quality in anything I post here, but only get a chance in rare bits of time when I'm already worn out from the day, I went to ChatGPT for help. I prompted it to write a sketch comedy scene about two guys talking.....oh, well, you'll see. I just made up some names, no affiliation to the two people telling me to post more
Title: The Price of Pixels
[Setting: A cluttered room filled with shelves of old video games, posters of classic games adorn the walls. Zag and Shag are sitting on bean bags, surrounded by stacks of game cartridges and CDs.]
Zag: [Excitedly holding up a vintage game cartridge] Hey, Shag! Check out this gem I snagged on eBay yesterday! Mint condition, and for a steal!
Shag: [Examining the cartridge skeptically] Ah, eBay strikes again. You know, I miss the good ol' days when you could find hidden treasures at garage sales or thrift stores.
Zag: What are you talking about, Shag? eBay is a goldmine for collectors like us! Everyone bases their prices off what they sell for on there.
Shag: Yeah, but that's the problem! It's killed the thrill of the hunt! Back in my day, you could stumble upon a rare game for a fraction of what it's worth now.
Zag: Oh, come on, Shag! Adapt or die, buddy. It's all about staying ahead of the game. Literally.
Shag: [Nostalgically] Remember the early 2000s? You could walk into a mom-and-pop store, and they had no clue what these old games were worth. I once got a copy of "EarthBound" for five bucks!
Zag: [Rolling his eyes] Yeah, yeah, and I suppose you had to walk uphill both ways in the snow to get there, too?
Shag: [Ignoring Zag's sarcasm] Seriously! It was like finding buried treasure! Nowadays, you need a second mortgage just to afford a complete-in-box copy of "Mario Kart 64."
Zag: [Defensively] Hey, at least eBay levels the playing field. No more getting ripped off by clueless sellers.
Shag: But where's the fun in that? Half the thrill was in the negotiation, the bartering, the feeling of victory when you scored a rare game for a steal!
Zag: [Grinning] Alright, Shag, I'll humor you. Let's say we're back in the early 2000s. You walk into a store, and they're selling "Chrono Trigger" for twenty bucks. What do you do?
Shag: [Eyes lighting up] I'd offer them fifteen and see if they bite!
Zag: [Laughing] And that's exactly why you're stuck in the past, my friend. In today's world, we let eBay do the haggling for us.
Shag: [Grumbling] Maybe I'm just a retro gamer in a modern world.
Zag: [Patting Shag on the back] Hey, there's nothing wrong with that. Just means you've got stories to tell and games to play. Now, let's fire up the SNES and relive the glory days!
[They both grab controllers and start playing, reminiscing about the games they love and the adventures they've had collecting them.]
[End scene.]
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