slipy sausage wrote:
Wow, I have met some sad people in my life.
Im going to email you a medal in the morning. I think you deserve it for your effort.
My Name is Starbuck and I rage at the game. It used to start out simple, like when I blame the controller of getting killed on Yars Revenge. Later it turned into an obsession. I had to get all the levels beat until the level counter turned back to level one. I would tell my parents I was too sick to go to school and it would get worse to the point I would squirt lemon juice in my eyes, inhale pepper into my lungs, and jump off the roof just to fake a sickness or injury.
Then a few years after I would find myself bumming quarters off of people and spend 30 minutes setting up the "Galaga Glitch" just to make the enemies no longer fire back. After that I would spend 5 or 6 days playing until the counter rolled over back to level 1. I would not eat or drink and never go to the bathroom. The manager of the arcade would ask me to leave but I would talk him out of it by saying "Once I die I will leave". Joke was on him since the enemy never fired back it would be days before I die. At this point I still do not feel remorse for the owner of the arcade having a heart attack trying to figure out why I wouldnt die in the game.
Then the sky started falling once Xbox Live came out. I would get into raging fits, yelling at my dogs, my wife, my neighbors and anyone else I could blame but myself because the batteries on the controller ran out. Many times I would call Duracell Incorporated and tell them to make a better battery because I was tired of their incompetence to make a battery that ran out of power.
Every video game I died in I would blame whomever but me. I would blame the internet for not being perfect, the programmers for putting in a killstreak that would get me killed. I even one time cursed the Great One Bill gates for me losing my 100th kill in a row. I hear that because of that he has retired feeling guilty over his mistake of me not getting kill number 101 in that game.
Now to all the other ragers in this group I do NOT feel remorse. I feel just like you. I feel a burning RAGE when I get killed. It is NOT MY FAULT I didnt check that person running around the corner ! He should have had bells on his shoes so I could see him coming ! I am tired of the game designers thinking of everyone else but ME !
I say we ALL go down to their company headquarters and show them HOW a game SHOULD BE MADE. We should go down there with a guns and rifles that ARE REAL and fire WITHOUT LAG and show them how our guns fire in the REAL WORLD !!!
WHOS WITH ME !!!!
Im tired from typing too much. You guys go on without me....
Fell 14043 wrote:
That was pretty funny, though it'll be far better once all the little 12 year olds roll in and get trolled.... hard. But as far as rage goes, I'm pretty bad tbh, though when playing with others from 4RUM, I keep my rage bottled up, since I'd rather not make everyone else deaf. Though I'm also able to keep from raging when someone else in the party is already at it.... you know who you are It pretty much keeps me in a good mood when I hear someone else voicing my opinion at an earth-shaking decibel level. Is that twisted?