Two days ago, I went to Worlds of Fun with my high school band. They had arcades there with DDR machines. Not that pathetic "Pump It Up" game with the diagonal arrows, but real Konami DDR machines.
My first game, a solo, was okay; I cleared the first two songs and failed the third one. Someone was nice enough to choose songs for me, although I did make my first song "Butterfly", as I really like that one.
My second game was my first Versus. The guy I played against was nice enough to pay the extra credits -- it was a different machine and required 3 tokens instead of 2. Anyway, I put the royal pwnage on him. Well, maybe not royal... it was only one letter rank difference, C versus D. (The real royal pwnage came later, with my fourth game of DDR. I beat him C to E.) He couldn't believe he'd lost to a girl... until I told him I was a percussionist and a bassist, l33t with rhythms. Turns out, he's also a percussionist. We ended up spending the entire day wandering around the park together, only to learn he's practically my clone- we like the same music, watch most of the same anime, play most of the same videogames...
Not only was he nice enough to pay for that round of DDR, he also was also nice enough to pay for lemon ice and dinner at the amusement park.
It's kind of interesting how you can make good friends with a total stranger, just by beating him at Dance Dance Revolution.
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