I still don't get why you would put so much time and effort into building this kind of shit in LBP when you could just like, go learn a programming language or something.
Why do people run marathons when they could just like drive? Why do people urinate standing up when they could sit down? Why make really shitty analogies when you could just like not *crag*ing do that?
Some people just find it fun that they can make really pointless shit in LBP. Simple as that.
A lot of times it's the restriction that makes it more fun
i guess it's kind of the idea that you were able to make something amazing out of something so little. it's easier to be proud of something you made when it was harder to make than if you had less restrictions.
I'm saying if you make a *crag*ing game in GM or Flixel or some shit, you own that. That's yours. You made that shit.
If you make something in LBP, that isn't yours. Your name is on it, yeah, but that's all of Media Molecule's shit.
man nobody plays minecraft the way it should be
build shelters and not overelaborate junk to your movie homages, go out in multiplayer, kill a few bad dudes, take a chest or two, hang out with your peeps and go mine the place up together while you watch your backs
Some people just find it fun that they can make really pointless shit in LBP. Simple as that.
And part of the point of it is to show how unrestricted the system really is.
i guess it's kind of the idea that you were able to make something amazing out of something so little. it's easier to be proud of something you made when it was harder to make than if you had less restrictions.
If you make something in LBP, that isn't yours. Your name is on it, yeah, but that's all of Media Molecule's shit.
Minecraft isn't a game for asspies. It's a full-blown addiction. Shit is like cigarettes and crack and whatever.
build shelters and not overelaborate junk to your movie homages, go out in multiplayer, kill a few bad dudes, take a chest or two, hang out with your peeps and go mine the place up together while you watch your backs