It was seven in the morning when the troupe of gamers arrived in my tiny, one-bedroom apartment in the suburbs of Vancouver. They came armed with gaming consoles, televisions, a handheld camcorder (with a tripod), many snacks, and their most comfortable clothing (in duplicate). I opened the door and they rushed in, eager to plunk their armament down in order to set up for a gruelling task: gaming for twenty-four hours straight in order to raise money for BC Children’s Hospital. Gamers are philanthropists, too.