A Brief Glimpse into the Magical World of Fable

“I’m going to make some money, buy a house, seduce a rich man and get married, then have a child. Then kill some bandits.”

“That could be some people’s real life plans.” Claire replies casually, focusing on her knitting.

“Oh, maybe kill bandits sooner than later. Die, DIE! I will MURDER you, sons of whores!” I scream at the screen as my hero’s axe strikes a downed enemy right between the legs. Who’s next?!

It’s probably a good thing that Max took the Xbox 360 away from us, and Fable II with it. I do live with gamers, but I had never been interested in video games myself (besides the Sims in middle school) until Claire’s boyfriend brought this game consul over to our house circa Christmas time. It is a dumb game, but Claire and I couldn’t resist it. Our hero’s went on quests and battled enemies and there was a Sims-like essence to it as well, probably to intrigue players of the female variety, in which you could have husbands (yes, plural), children, and houses, create drama, etc. Claire, in fact, divorced one husband and killed another, and her child was confiscated by Child Protective Services. By the time Max took the Xbox 360 back to his house, Claire’s hero was a badass, and mine was just at the precipice of badass-ery because I had to actually go to work and be a productive member of society. 

“You know, girls can make a lot of money streaming their games.” Peter mentions.

“What do you mean? DAMNIT! You did NOT just hurt my dog, you bastard!” I yell at the screen as I lop off another enemies head. My dog whimpered in pain.

“Give it healing potion.” Claire advises.

“What?” I can’t hear her over all the taking-people-down. I shoot a fireball in someone’s face. I have a strange desire to cultivate this ability in real life.

“Here.” Max helps and pushes one of the buttons on my controller. My dog is magically healed. Phew!

“I mean, people pay good money to watch girls play video games.” Peter continues.

“That’s creepy.” I say, murdering the last bandit with my magical skills. Finally, I can continue exploring this area. “Treasure!” I exclaim gleefully, as my dog leads me to a treasure chest. “Good dog!”

“I swear, you like your Fable dog more than any real dog.” Claire says, rolling her eyes.
“Shut up.”

“It’s not that creepy. Girls can make a lot of money streaming, you just play and talk to your viewers.” Peter says. “And it helps them if they wear low-cut shirts and a lot of makeup.”

“Psh, I would NOT do that… Whoa crap, more bandits! Will the killing ever end?!” I wail. I just want to explore! “Feel the wrath of my crossbow!” I shoot an enemy in the face, point blank. Oops. Probably should switch to the axe.

“People would definitely pay to watch this.” Kyle chuckles as my hero swings her axe wildly and misses.

“You need to get more Accuracy.” Claire states unhelpfully.

“Thanks, Claire.”