City of Amnesia

Post your not-so-flattering stories of video game rage here.

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I'm an angry gamer. My rage has really taken off ever since I started swearing. But my classic example does not involve cursing.

Back in the day, I was a major Pokefreak. I had suckered my parents into buying me a brand new Gameboy color for my Pokemon Blue version. I was stylin'.

Remember that part of the game where you absolutely had to fight the Snorlax because it was blocking the road? Well, I was fixing to get my hands on that (s)lumbering beast, and even though I threw everything I had at it, I just could not get its HP down. Needless to say, I got rather pissed off... Enough to literally bite my Gameboy.

So somewhere in my house is a lost Gameboy Color with bite marks on the top right corner.

I destroyed both of my XBox controllers because I'm very competitive and get very pissed off when I'm losing. First one I destroyed was when I was playing SVC Chaos and as Sagat, I was getting my ass kicked by Mars people of all the goddamn characters. I lost like three matches in a row and I threw the controller against the fireplace. It didn't break, it just stopped working.

Second controller was when I was playing SVC Chaos again and I was fighting this time against Guile (I forget who I was, and I have a long bitter history against Guile). He was kicking my ass and my literally destroyed my second controller, those secondary cute ones with the blinking lights and what have you. I smashed into a couple of pieces and I wasn't able to play XBox for a while until my brother bought a new one. Now every I'm losing in some game that I'm playing and I start throwing the controller around like I usually do, he starts yelling at me to calm the hell down.

So yeah, my name is Nine and I am an angry video gamer.
Peace.

I never really broke anything due to game rage. I just swear and yell a lot.
Like when I was trying to achieve 120-star-glory in Mario 64. Getting 100 coins in Rainbow Ride was damn-near impossible, plus once you actually DID get 100 coins, the star usually appeared somewhere inaccessible.

I'm not usually an angry gamer as a general rule, but the first time I played Final Fantasy XII and failed at it (underleveled, getting ass kicked by everything, every boss fight made an epic one, etc. etc.), I was just... a mess. xD Trying to fight Judge Bergan, just flailing around and screaming and bed-pounding and lots of "WHY ME"s and... yeah, it wasn't pretty.

I was home alone, though. Probably wouldn't have done it if anyone was around to hear. X3;

Everytime i hear "Wort wort wort" in halo i instinctively must yell out F***!!! And then mow them down with my usual use of the plasma rifle.
And you don't really want to see how pissed i get when the flood comes at me (much screaming followed by my father rushing in and taking my laptop off me)

Oh man, in RE4 Mercanaries, whenever Dr. Salvador (the BIG chainsaw guy with the double-bladed chainsaw, who flails around insanely and can decapitate you with zero effort) showed up, I would scream like a little girl. Then I would ignore all the other enemies, fling all my grenades at Dr. Salvador, then get hit a bunch of times by the regular enemies, slowing me down until my head is eventually separated from my shoulders. Then I yell MOTHERFUCKER really loud and put the game down for a few dyas.

Waterworld is a whore, a dirty, dirty whore. This is why you take Krauser and use his melee to blast him to pieces, lol.

Mercenaries has been really pissing me off lately since I'm trying to get 5 stars on all stages with everybody, and besides the fact Ada sucks, the village is a horrendous place with all those chainsaw ladies running around.

With Ada, I did a lot of shoot face then kick. Generally, my strategy was to gather a whole bunch of grenades and ammo and time bonuses, then go to that barn where you can go upstairs. I'd grab the time bonus thing and then make the upstairs ledge like a little fort. Let the room fill up with guys, grenade, repeat until you get to 60,000.

The only 5-star-score I couldn't get was Hunk on Waterworld. His TMP does shit to Dr. Salvador, and I'd always end up throwing a grenade where he was 2 seconds ago and it wouldn't do much. One time I got like 500 points away from a 5-star, when enemies completely stopped spawning. And I mean for like 30 seconds, there were absolutely no enemies anywhere in sight.

Fuck you, Capcom.

The barn strategy I figured out using everyone, though it is my folly to try to throw a flash, rapidly jump down, and use Krauser to wipe everyone the fuck out. Problem is theres always one of the bitches that didn't get stunned/hid waiting to kill me and I get eviscerated. Bitches.

You have to headshot Salvador with Hunk, so make sure no ones ganging up on you and you've got some distance between you. Hunk is the most annoying motherfucker to take on the bigger monsters with, since it takes a few hits before they react. But keep at it, and you can do it.

Oh, yeah. It took me FOREVER to kill the Garradors on Castle with Hunk. You have to shoot them in the knees to put them on the floor, then dump a whole magazine into their back.

Krauser if my favorite because it's so easy to reduce everyone to pink mist with him.

In the days of the Atari 2600 and 800XL, I fought enemies so hard that I had to buy the joystick repair kit. Then I broke the rebuilt joysticks... Fortunately I bought a gamekit with entirely new sticks. At the time, Atari joysticks had a ring inside them, who's only apparent purpose was to disintegrate and jam the controller. However, once the ring was removed the stick would work fine again. ???

I'm usually nicer to PC mice and controllers, but I definitely beat up the keyboards. The original DOOM's were good for that... Somewhere in the early levels I found the first gatling gun, marvelled at it,  and then turned around to see a charging Pinkie. I dropped him just short of my feet, ala "Dances with Wolves".
I then yelled something like "Yeah! How's that?"

When I first got Fury3, I had problems killing the first boss in the "chamber". Finally, I started a new game, hit every weapons cache I could, took many weapons from destroyed enemies, and flew in the "chamber". The flight controller I used had no throttle, so I had to adjust that with the keyboard. However, you had Turbo (afterburner) on the top button. So the fight played out like this:

1. Final Negotiator enters "chamber". Chamber traps Final Negotiator.
3. Boss shows up.
4. Final Negotiator empties one entire store of missiles (1 of 2).
5. Boss swings clawed arm. Final Negotiator Turbos around his deadly swing and switches to the 2nd missile store.
6. Final Negotiator disintegrates the boss with several missiles.

My pulse was quicker than a rabbit, but I made it, and it felt good... If I break a controller these days, it will probably be from playing Halo...


.The Final Negotiator.

Lately I've gotten some serious rage from Team Fortress 2.
Before, I was playing on a team of total idiots. I know this because I usually suck, and I was the top player on our team.
We had about 8 Engineers out of a total of 12 players, and they were the worst Engies that I have ever seen. They never built dispensers, and they put turrets in the most retarted places. You'd figure that four turrets in one room could handle anything, but they ALL got taken out by like 2 guys. Ugh.

And I hate it when people all go sniper and nobody goes for the enemy intel on 2fort, while they constantly raid us with Scouts and pillage us.

i'm pissed at runescape because they make unlocking accounts and changing passwords so fucking hard to do. i normally just cuss thu. and maybe scream BONZAIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! when i jump off cliffs in zelda games.

I've been the victim of VGR, as we in the biz call it. Naturally I sit far away from my (older by 9 years) brother now.

I got some bad sibling VGR. My brother would play a good 3-4 hours of Diablo II a day. At the time, we only had one computer, and if you asked him to stop and give someone else a turn, you were truly taking your life into your hands. Yelling, screaming, hair-pulling, stabbing, you name it. OK, I made the last two up, but it was still pretty epic.

Back when the Genesis was fairly recent, my little sister had the habit of throwing her controller when she lost at anything. We spent a lot on controllers, and I learned (taught myself) how to fix the damn things.
War.

Oh man, my brother once hurled a N64 controller at the wall for...some reason. The case was whacked a bit out of alignment, but now it's the only one of my old 64 pads that still works. Go figure.

I usually buy at least one spare controller when I get a new console.

Controllers wear out faster than any other part of the console. It's normal for them to have to be replaced as they wear out, even if you don't really abuse them much. That's why a lot of gaming tournaments involving console games usually require you to bring your own controllers.

Nintendo 64 controllers had REALLY weak joysticks. I snapped the springs on at least 4 of them. Playing with a limp joystick is no fun. (lulz) There was a third party one that seemed to have a beefier stick, so those were the only ones allowed to be used for Mario Party 1's bastardly spinning games that tore a hole in your palm.

I broke a GCN controller in my bare hands. Just playing Melee. I couldn't believe it. Nintendo stock controllers seem unnaturally fragile.
War.