Every time I see one of these threads where people start arguing about which game is better (HL2 vs Doom, etc), the following scenario comes to mind:
The arena is a dichotomy of energy - the absence of light and overwhelming presence of sound. Thousands of ravenous fans cheer in the darkness for their game of choice and decry its competitor at the top of their lungs.
A crack of thunder silences the crowd, and fireworks erupt at one end of the stadium. The first game steps into the spotlight. Massive, muscular, lumbering. A veritable hulk. A cacophany of cheers and boos. The theme song plays as the game flexes its muscles. Posing completed, the game walks to the ring.
A gong rings, and the second game emerges from the opposite end of the arena flanked by geysers of flame. Spry and nimble, the game performs elaborate acrobatic maneuvers as its theme song blares over the loudspeakers, and then calmly walks to the ring.
The crowd is feverish, each member chanting the name of the game to which they have pledged their allegiance in response to the chants of the opposition.
The games enter the ring. The crowd increases in volume.
The games size each other up. Seconds pass.
One game extends a hand. The other reciprocates. They shake, then embrace.
I buy...*gasp*...both of them.