How Gaming Makes Me a Better Graduate Student: Zergfest

Apr 03 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

Everyone’s favorite (NOT) series rises from the crypt, plaguing gamers in their basements everywhere.  Today’s topic will be on tactics, specifically the case of LE ZERGFEST.

What the fuck, you may ask, is a zerg? Zerg is technically an insectoid race made famous in real-time strategy game Starcraft, and are often used to swarm the hell out of the opponent. Gamers have co-opted the term ‘zerg’ to mean using shear numbers to overwhelm your opponent. Think 300, the Romans? Total zergfest.

 Figure 1: Lol, zerging is liek an epic tactic bro!

Sparta break!

There are a few ways to respond in the face of an opposing zerg. If you have the numbers, you can hitch up your underpants and counter-zerg, where everyone flails wildly as fast as possible and hopes they make a contribution*. Hopefully, you end up crushing your opponent with your epic bicep and claim pyrrhic victory by standing on a pile of corpses (whose, you’re not quite sure).

If you’re outnumbered, you have no choice but find your inner Spartan and employ some tactics. Do you pull the opponent into a choke point that they can’t pass, but you can? Do you flank them from another direction? Do you perform a series of hit and runs? This is the canonical David v Goliath situation, except your brain is the rock. Hence, the quality of your result may vary (e.g. if you throw your brain at the opponent, you will definitely lose, especially if they are zombies).

The last case I will discuss is if you have equivalent forces and tactics. This is a true war scenario, sacrifices are made, battles are lost and won, and eventually someone comes out on top. If you can keep a cool head in the face of LE ZERGFEST, there’s a good chance you can hold your own, and even if you lose, you have learned something quantitative about the enemy.

I have found my experiences with zergfests to be translatable both to lab culture and field culture. There are labs and areas of study where people throw all their troops at a problem, not caring if one person’s success is built off a labmate or collaborator’s failure. There are fields where the lab juggernaut holds all the gold and smashes anyone who comes too close. In that case, others are forced to sneak attack to get a foothold and make something of themselves. In my humble n00b opinion, the best science happens when well-matched groups engage in battle for supremacy. But the key to surviving any of these situations is understanding that you are indeed in a zergfest situation. And then planning accordingly.

*And cursing wildly as their fps drops to 0.000025 and they get to watch a slideshow of their death.
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How Gaming Makes Me a Better Graduate Student: Moveset

May 30 2011 Published by under Uncategorized

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What better way to celebrate my return to verbal diarrhea than another ‘How Gaming Makes Me a Better Graduate Student’ (HGMMBGS \ hug-mmm-ba-gus \) post. Today we shall speak of Teh Moveset.

What the fuck is a moveset? You may ask. The illustrious Urban Dictionary defines it as such “The group of all attacks which can be used by a particular character or thing in a fighting game.” Examples of well known ‘moves’ in a moveset are Ryu’s Hadouken or Chun-Li’s power kick.

Now it is/was not uncommon to walk into an arcade (are there arcades anymore? I haz the oldz) and see the Street Fighter box with someone playing as Chun-Li, backed into a corner, spamming a powerkick to keep their opponent away. These people usually ignored their ability to jump, punch, parry, or block an incoming opponent. They would just throw their most ‘dangerous’ skill at the wall and hope it lead to a victory. These were also the people who insisted I had to ‘beat them’ to get to play. I spent a lot of time on the Street Fighter boxes when Soul Edge was down for maintenance.

Figure 1: It was also a pita when you were next to the SF players because Ryu said 'Hadouken' every mfing time he played the skill. Gaaah!

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How Gaming Makes Me a Better Grad Student: Grinding

Feb 16 2011 Published by under Uncategorized

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I grew up an arcade girl, and will play the hell out of any fighter/brawler game you hand me. But unfortunately due to the confluence of not owning any consoles, and enjoying beating the pulp out of people, I’ve transitioned to being an MMO girl. I have resisted this label heart and d-list soul and yet I must accept it, because I keep drifting back to the MMO as my primary example in most cases, such as today.

The basic goal of any massive multiplayer online (MMO) game is to keep you paying on a monthly basis (or purchasing play-by-the-hour timecards) for as long as humanly possible. It is not unusual for hardcore players to burn through 3 years of developed work in under two months. So developers have to find ways to stretch content before the ravaging hordes conquer it all and demand new shit. The solution most MMOs employ to deal with this is implementing Teh Grind. Continue Reading »

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Why Gaming Makes Me a Better Grad Student: Nail, Meet Head Edition

Jan 31 2011 Published by under Uncategorized

In Sheryl Sandberg(COO of Facebook)’s  awesome talk on women trying to climb the industrial ladder, she told a little anecdote that I found quite compelling. Where she declared the session over and the women put their hands down while the men continued to ask questions. Even though she tries to be conscious of these things, even she did not notice until a woman in the audience pointed it out later.

The story particularly resonated with me because I suffered from the same problem for many, many eons. And I think the ‘keeping your hand up’ phenomenon plagues many male and female scientists alike, so don’t worry boysicles can come read too.

Figure 1: But next time you have to put on the secret girl-women-boy-hater uniform

Why can't I put a hard break here? Only Jesus knows.
I spent some time introspecting in meditation (7-11 slurpees really help you get into that mental fugue state), to try to remember what helped me get past this issue. And I totally decided that it was gaming, and not just because I wanted to make another gaming makes me an ubersauce grad student post*.

In any situation that requires some sort of group discussion, you will always have opinionated fuckers (OFs). This is doubly true both in academia and gaming**, because you have a lot of people who like to hear themselves talk and think they know more than everyone else.  Another issue with OFs is that they tend to only hear each other, so when you make a point in a perfectly reasonable way you will be ignored, or shunned. But then an OF will translate it into ‘fuckwad’ and suddenly it’s a great idea/point.

How do you translate things into something an OF might understand, you might ask? IMO, the major defining factor in who gets listened to and who doesn’t, is the self-confidence with which a statement is conveyed. It doesn’t matter if it’s their opinion, or fact, or what they hazard is a fact, OFs always speak in timbre of voice that what they said was explored and confirmed using 2000 years of scientific method. Even when an OF says ‘well, I’m not sure’ it comes out sounding more like ‘I’m not 100% sure on this particular topic but it’s totally a hard question, and I’m a total genius most of the time so it’s no biggie’. There are no question marks in OF, you would do well to try to do the same more often.

Why should you engage in such fuckwittery, you might also ask? Because in any situation, from running a raid, to playing a round of co-op Halo, to attending a lecture,  to participating in an academic working-group meeting, it is not unusual to have a swarm of peeps constantly talking over each other, cutting off ideas midstream, and generally sharting all over good manners while you politely wait for a lull in the storm to make your point.

Guess what? It ain’t coming.

You can not depend on your PI, your discussion moderator, your guild leader, or team captain to wade into the lion’s den and filch your butt out to stand behind the ‘I’m Talking Now’ podium. You have to be ok with raising your hand, physically, and doing so verbally, if that’s what it takes to get the spotlight on you. You have to be ok with entering the discussion when someone stops to inhale, rather when they finish their thought. You have to be comfortable with coolly informing someone you’re not done talking when an OF tries to Detrail train you. You have to be ok with being a little aggressive and not caring what the OFs around you think.

Now get in there and start swinging, young padawans (after you leave me comments, this e-whore don’t panhandle for free!).

* I mean, have you ever known me to flog a dead horse? C’mon.
** And lawyers. Lawyers never stfu, so help me FSM.

High Octane Misanthropy Fuel Anecdote Incoming (+ 20 % Derail bonus). How did I suspect my communication style had made a transition from all question marks to periods? When I was PUG’ing and my group mates would auto-assume I was a dude until I got in vent. Why? ‘Because you don’t type like a girl’. /facepalm
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