ABOUT ME: I'm a rather generic guy who generally enjoys conjuring up and sometimes writing little drabbles to himself. I also have issues with laziness and persevering, so don't expect me to ever publish anything here.
I'll probably stick to the game or book genres, but occasionally stray from here to there.
A little tidbit: my parents were always too cheap to get cable, I grew up watching cop shows on TV instead of cartoons and the like. Go figure.
What do I look for in my favorite stories?
Simple: complex, living, breathing characters. Especially living, breathing villains.
It's what has made me like the Stormtroopers of Star Wars, the infinitely-complex Alex Mercer of Prototype, and the Terran Republic of Planetside. There is something to be learned from those who are willing to throw away everything for what they believe in, even if it means the rest of the world will spit on them in return.
One-dimensional antagonists are a dime-a-dozen, I say. They're everywhere and don't take much effort to create. Villains that stand out, though, are the ones that believe in their cause - that oppose the knight-in-shining-armor not for revenge, or spite, or some two-bit line about how they are right and everyone is wrong. They are the ones that live on.
The same goes for protagonists. What use is there in reading about a hero that can do anything, outsmart anyone, and seduce everybody with the flick of their finger?
Where is the conflict? Where is the plot? When a hero faces no challenge, where is the story?
Thankfully, those stories are not the only ones on this site. I've seen fan-fiction, simple pieces of writing made for fun and nothing else, capture intensity and vividness in their characters. It's good for both writer and audience, in my opinion: the world doesn't need more black-and-white thinking, more us-vs-them and good-vs-evil. It certainly doesn't need more tales of effortless, overpowering heroes that face no struggles in their lives.
The world just doesn't work that way. The world needs gray. Turbulent, shifting, crashing waves of gray. We need - and get - heroes with flaws, villains with virtues. We need to recognize the humanity of our enemies.
How easy it is to end up on opposing sides. How simple it is to find yourself fighting men and women just like you.
How effortless it is to forget that just as they are our enemies, we are theirs.
But enough of my soapbox.