I’ve been noodling at a post about Heroes of the Storm for a little while. I’ve been making nots on how I feel about it, what I’m looking for out of it, what online gaming used to be about for me – instead, I think I ought to write down what I’ve done with it.
For starters, I downloaded it on the morning of May 20th. I didn’t pay a cent for it, but it’s a free-to-play game. It had just gone into open beta (public testing) at the time; it officially launched (think the difference between when a shop opens and its actual Grand Opening a little while later) in early June.
And since then, I’ve been playing it. But not a lot. I’ve been ignoring its siren song for a while – although said song has been pretty darned quiet so far, I will admit. A sign of maturity?
If I fire it up, it’s usually because I spot my mate Pierre online and I have an hour to spare. Pierre and I met in Sydney shortly before Vickie and I got together; he lives in California and getting together with him over Skype while we play a couple of battles has been great fun. We’ve caught up with each other as much as talked tactics, and I’ve got to know one of his sons and a nephew while playing. We usually wind up playing on a Saturday or Sunday, at around mid morning to lunchtime.