As fun as playing console/PC games is, playing them with a buddy can be 10x better in my opinion. Over the past year my friend and I were hooked on an online game called Planetside. We’re not as crazy about it now a year later (as flashier and cooler things have come along since then to divert our short attention spans ) but we still had some great moments in that game.
Just to give some info on this game- a lot of FPS games these days which let you drive vehicles have a very streamlined process that lets one player control the whole kaboodle. Command and Conquer: Renegade, and the Desert Combat mod to Battlefield 1942 are good examples. This is fun and all, but it doesn’t inherently encourage team play, since you have a battlefield of one-man wrecking crews, each set out to wreck havoc in their own way (erronously flying planes into the ground like lawn darts comes to mind) In Planetside most vehicles needed at least 2 people- one guy to drive and one guy to shoot. You generally wanted to pair up with someone you trusted, since you had to work as a team just to stay alive.
My friend and I played at his apartment, on two computers. We would fly the Liberator, the game’s bomber. He would fly, I would bomb. Oh man was that fun! Sometimes his outfit would organize bombing ‘campaigns’ where we would group up with as many as fifteen other bombers and intercept enemy tank colums, turning them into rubbish. It was a thankless job, we were constantly threatened by ground fire and prowling fighters. Our bomber was big, easy to see, and slow. It had a tailgun, but the gun couldn’t aim higher than 0 degrees elevation, which meant that if a fighter got behind and above us, we were generally toast (We were so sluggish that Reaver gunships could hit us with salvos of rockets! ).
What was really fun was seeing how long we could keep that tub alive. It was easy enough to find a base that could spawn a bomber, but a real challenge to not get shot down 15 seconds into a bomb run. It is also extremely nerve-racking when there are 150+ badguys on the ground and every rocket launcher, assault rifle and pea shooter is trained on us as we fly past. We’ve had some moments that reminded me of the movie Memphis Belle, and got some awesome screenshots of us dropping bombs amidst what looks like thousands of tracer rounds coming at us. It is also great to come back to home base for repairs and look at the hundreds of bullet holes and scorch marks on the fuselage