[skillya_glowi]

Well, mine is a long story.

When I first got AO for my birthday, my parents laughed at it. My mother was fine with it, she even sometimes watched me play. My dad liked it, it seemed. He even helped me get through the harder parts.

However, about 3 or 4 years later, they realized that I was seriously into this thing. And they flipped. My mum told me that I must not play that game again, because it is "childish and a bad influence". I didn't give a shit. I would play it when my parents weren't in the house. My dad became indifferent to it, but he didn't suddenly lash out at it like my mother did.

So I asked my dad for the second Oddworld game. We looked it up on the Internet (he said that he would buy it for me for my birthday) and when he saw that it cost $32.00, he told me that it was too expensive. When I asked him about it, he said, "Well, if it was a good game, then I would buy it for you, but Oddworld..."

I was disappointed, but I didn't give up. Finally, I found a used version of the game for $10. He said he would think about it.

But lately, for some reason, my parents were all acceptance. My mother didn't mumble under her breath when I read her my fanfiction, "Sami's Oddysee", and when I was playing Exoddus at a friend's house, my dad even came up to it and asked, "How is it?"

So, I suppose, my parents finally accepted the fact that I am (may I say this?) a true fan of Oddworld. Maybe not approve of it, but....

Dang, I had to tell my entire life story to channel the concept of my family acceptance status to people.