Huffington Magazine Issue 88 | Page 44

>> DIGITAL LOVE “extends the companionship of the game.” Ming Chan, a player in Hong Kong, has even posed his Manaka pillow at the dinner table. A photo he posted to Facebook shows the pillow across the table from him, with a soda, burger and french fries placed in front of it. He arranged her straw so that the pillow appeared to be sipping its drink. Konami designed its virtual girlfriends to copy the expecta- HUFFINGTON 02.16.14 splash water on their shirts and, using the Nintendo DS’s built-in microphone, whisper sweet nothings back and forth. The girlfriends are limited to understanding a handful of cloying stock phrases like, “Hey, can you tell me your favorite color?” and “Hey, hey. Can you tell me your favorite food?” Some players barely understand the game’s Japanese phrases, a kind of bliss- People have turned to the LovePlus ladies as a form of practice in picking up girls, as a reprieve from the awkwardness of face-to-face encounters, and as a refuge in the unwavering support of a woman who can never, ever leave them. tions and idiosyncrasies of actual women. The girls blush when they’re pleased, and they smack their boyfriends when they’re insulted. Over the course of months or even years playing the game, LovePlus romeos will exchange flirtatious emails with their digital lovers, take them on weekend getaways to hot springs resorts, check in on them while they’re sick, buy them gifts on their birthdays, apply suntan lotion to their backs, apologize for showing up late, kiss them in the park, ful ignorance that seems to keep minor i \\