I discovered Guilty Gear in college.  I was blessed with a roommate from overseas, so she had a bunch of games that I had never heard of before.  The way she sold Guilty Gear to me was, “There’s a ton of yaoi hints between the main characters.”  When I saw that it was a 2D fighter I was like, “… you could’ve just said 2D fighter, but the yaoi helps?”  After that I was hooked.  I think I have all the Guilty Gears and BlazBlues… I think, well o.k. I know I don’t, because once something is “extended” like 600 times I give up. 

Oh dear lord don’t talk to me about figures.  I need to send you pictures of my house, because I have an entire room full of figures, video games, manga… I have a fucking portal painted on my wall.  I’m not even kidding.  There’s a portal, with the ship from Starfox, a Katamari ball, there’s Pac-Man pieces painted around shelves, there’s Tetris blocks, Jack Frost, all of this painted by me and my partner.  And the figures?  Soooooo many figures.  All over the place.  I have 99 problems and my nerdiness is all of them.