Mr. Takano is known around this apartment for a great many things. But what is it about him that makes him so darn special? What is the mystery behind the Takano allure? Is it the cologne? Is it the slicked back hair? Is it the hot sister?
No, my friends, it is not any of those things.
The secret of the Scott will probably never be fully explained....however, we can probably best summarize it up in a single article of clothing which he wears. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, we are talking about his Starcraft T-Shirt.
Yes, his Starcraft T-Shirt. I'm sure most of you have all seen it at one point or another. Ah yes, I remember my first day seeing it....ahem. Several thoughts went through my head at that very moment.
The first thought was "Gosh, what a loser, I can't believe he's actually wearing that shirt in public." Afterwards, I noticed that I myself was wearing a Dragonball Z t-shirt, so I quickly forgave him and proceeded to my next thought.
The second thought was "I wonder if he plays a lot of Starcraft?" As you all know very well, this was probably the understatement of the century. To say that "Scott plays a lot of Starcraft" is akin to saying "Ricky Kitchen from the 8th grade had a lot of pimples."
It simply cannot be put into words.
Scott plays Starcraft like addicts snort crack. Not that it's a bad thing, mind you....well, okay, it's a bad thing. He himself even admits it, with a sign above his computer reminding him not to play Starcraft. Obviously, the sign failed miserably at its task.
When Scott plays Starcraft, he enters what we like to call "The Zone". All 5 of his senses are completely dedicated to the game. As a result, he cannot hear you when you ask him what time it is. He cannot see you when you give him the finger. He cannot feel you when you smack him upside the head with a bat. All these things make him an ridiculously strong player.
However, Scott's Starcraft addiction brings a sense of peace and security to our apartment. Kinda like a smoke detector, or a coal mine canary. When I walk into the apartment, and see him playing in the other room, I know that all is well, despite what my grades in Physiology tell me.
So here's to Scott. King of Starcraft.