In the grand scheme of things, nothing really matters. The universe is so infinitely wide when you think about it. There is an infinite black void. In the void are over a quadrillion masses of rocks and gas. On one of those rocks is us. In the grand scheme of things, wars and tragedies aren’t relevant at all. To us they are, and that is because this is our entire world, the Earth is the only place we can be. But to the rest of the universe, it would stay the same even if the wars and tragedies hadn’t happened. There’s other lifeforms out there. I find it hard to imagine that there aren’t with so many planets out there. And those lifeforms probably have or will form a civilization like ours and they’ll have their own history and wars and tragedies. Or maybe they won’t have those. Maybe they won’t have the concept of dying. Maybe there is no “life”, but something else. There is what we call life on Earth and so we wonder if there is life elsewhere. But maybe life is something exclusive to Earth and is a foreign concept everywhere else. All our rules, everything we’ve discovered, might not be universal. Laws of gravity, thermodynamics, don’t apply to other planets. Maybe it’s because the materials on those planets are things we can’t understand. Maybe it’s because there’s nothing on those planets those things can apply to. Basically what I’m trying to say is: anything is possible. Magic could exist on some foreign place. We don’t even know all the science behind Earth, so how can we know what lies beyond that? There could be things that are too abstract for our minds to comprehend because it would break what we call reality.
Even on Earth, everyone is in their own world. Some people dedicate their lives to athletics in sports. This is their world; it’s what their purpose revolves around, and they can only be somewhat aware of what it’s like in another world. They live their lives training, working, and playing. Their day to day routine is vastly different to say, a lumberjack living alone in the mountains. People are worrying about work, school, some are thinking about murder, some are thinking about an embarrassing moment in their life, some are thinking about their upcoming hiking trip, some are thinking about what they’re having for dinner. Some people dedicate their lives to science, writing, crime, whatever. You and I can’t imagine what it’s like to be those people’s worlds because we aren’t living them, and so we can’t really understand that world; we can only get a vague description of what it’s like.
I remember I was walking down the street in this one city which I forgot the name of. And I stopped by this bed of flowers. Observing them closely, I soon noticed in the dirt, tiny bugs crawling about their daily lives. Anybody just walking by wouldn’t have seen them. In fact, even someone stopping to admire the flowers might not have seen them, because they were so small you needed to put your face pretty close to the dirt in order to get a glimpse. I thought about this small bed of flowers the bugs were in. This small patch of flowers, you could probably fit a hundred, possibly even more, into just the sidewalk. And even more into the street, into the nearby buildings, into the entire city. The city itself is already pretty big but it doesn’t stop there. Imagine how many of those flower beds there could fit into the entire country, the entire continent, the entire planet. Think about how many people will never know about these bugs’ existence, because in order to see them you’d have to be in the US, you’d have to be in that particular city, you’d have to be on the particular street, you’d have to be by those flowers, and you’d have to peer closely at the dirt. These bugs were so insignificant. And yet, this small flower bed, it was the bug’s entire world. It was all it knew. Science, history, art, even things happening just a few feet away, they could not possibly know. They were born there, and they would die there. Not knowing about anything outside of that small bed of flowers. I found the prospect of that kind of life both tragic and appealing. This brings me to my main point.
For some people, their entire world is playing and socializing on Roblocks. Why you would want to pursue this type of world, I do not know. But that’s just how some people are. That’s their lifestyle, their day to day routine, their goals, their aspirations. I don’t really think that’s their fault. Because we live in a capitalist society, Roblocks is designed to make money. And what better way to make money than to exploit little kids? In this blog, I will be discussing why roblocks is god awful.
First: Robucks. If you’re an adult and cannot comprehend the world of Roblocks, let me explain what robucks is. Pretty much, it’s money. You pay money for Robucks, digital in-game currency, which you can use to buy things. Robucks is how Roblocks gets little kids to clean out their parent’s wallet. Using Robux you can either buy cosmetics like clothes or you can buy gamepasses, which are pretty much cheats that give you an enormous advantage when you’re playing. If you go into the clothes store you’ll see that the prices are actually absurd. Ten dollars translates into about eight hundred robucks. On the front page are a bunch of items that are priced ridiculously, like I’m talking about in the fifty thousand Robucks range. What entices little kids to buy Robucks is, if you don’t buy anything, your character looks like a lego. The amount of clothes you can get for free is pretty sad. And since kids care about bright colors and looking cool, they’re going to be asking mommy and daddy if they can empty out their college savings to buy the new Roblocks hat they saw. That’s just how it is: if you don’t want to look like a plastic lego piece, you have to buy robucks.
Again, for those unaware, Roblocks is pretty much a capitalist society. How it works is, the players make the games. They monetize the games so you can spend Robucks in them. Other players play the game and spend the Robucks. The developers get the Robux, which they can exchange for real money. And you might be thinking that this sound pretty cool. You can make money off of Roblocks. Except you can’t. First off, the developers are making hardly anything. I don’t know the exact percentage but Roblocks takes away a huge chunk of your earnings, around fifty percent maybe. (Actually I don’t think the developers know either. Roblocks is probably trying to keep it quiet how much they’re really taking away.) This already makes it difficult to make money. Then, the minimum exchange amount is 100,000 robucks, and you’re probably not going to make that much considering Roblocks is taking away all of your profits. Then, in order to actually exchange, you need to have premium, which is a monthly paid subscription. All of this, because Roblocks is greedy as hell.
Also, the games suck major doo doo. From a purely technical standpoint I can’t say much since I don’t know anything about coding. From a gameplay standpoint, yeah they suck. And if you want to argue there’s some deeper thoughtful gameplay within Roblocks that I’m too old to see, then go ahead. Just know that you are wrong. The games, like casino slot machines, are designed to be addictive, at least to younger kids. I wouldn’t call it gambling, but I do feel there’s something morally wrong and gross about the games. They’re all rehashes of the same five games. Simulators, Adopt Me, tycoon, anime fighting (grody), etc. These games are pretty low effort and easily get little kids’ attention. They’ll want to spend money in order to get whatever in the game, whether it be a new weapon or something completely useless and dumb like a radio. (You know you can open another tab and listen to music, right?) It’s very disappointing that nobody has the passion or drive to create something special. There are a few decent games but I wouldn’t call them great or anything. Just alright. At least they had some inspiration behind them. I can’t say the same for the rest of the website.
Lastly, I hate little kids playing roblocks. I seriously do not know any child who doesn’t spend a good chunk of their day playing roblocks. There’s a problem when you can just sit down, say “this is my spot”, and then just not move for several hours (other than to eat of course, you pigs). I don’t want to act like I’m Mr. Righteous because really I spend a lot of time sitting down and messing around on my phone too. But believe or not, that is not how I dedicate all of my time. I’d say most of it is spent in school, and in second place is walking around in circles and listening to music, and after that is random internet videos from highly acclaimed youtube channels such as Dhar Mann. I know some of you (you know who you are) like to pretend I’m just the nerd in the family who sits on the couch all day and I wonder how you can imagine that when there are ipad children around. It’s also pretty irksome when you do that because you’re wrong and you’re being smug about it which really makes me want to
This blog got pretty off topic. I took a break and got bored of writing this so I’m stopping.
(P.S. Roblocks is a bunch of sellouts they’re always sponsoring something stupid and I do mean always.)