Rooster Cogburn said:
But if you must, "Don't play it" is the lamest evasion ever. It's like saying "Yea, it sucks like you wouldn't believe, but you just shouldn't talk about it and you also shouldn't criticize it or call for it's improvement because ???." So why talk about games at all? They should make it illegal or something.
The first post in this exchange began with you voicing your approval for me and my ilk to fuck shut the up (or something like that), so I'm not too worried how childish you may take me for. I literally opened with "nana-nana-boo-boo". So far you've told me to shut the fuck up, called me entitled, called me childish, delighted in my alleged misery, and told me I deserve to be annoyed. And you talk as if I were pissed and annoyed. Is it possible you are projecting your own pent up emotions? Do you want to talk about it?
I've been loving the latest game in
my series, so I'm all smiles, actually. Plus it's given me an excuse to learn some of a new language! Learning is fun.
The tragically ironic thing is that I'm one of the most level-headed and even-tempered people you'll ever interact with; I just won't hesitate to tell you to quit whining as soon as I think you should. You should, by the way.
More seriously, even if I hated the aforementioned game, I'd
get the fuck over it, because it's just a video game, christ. The one thing you've missed while combing through my post looking for every way you could perceive me as insulting you personally even though it has nothing to
do with you personally (sounds dumb of you when it's put like that, doesn't it? Yes, you can put "dumb" on your list now) is that you'll be better off if you don't let something that ultimately has nothing tangible to do with you get your undies in a twist. Seriously.
You know what else is lame? Listening to you guys
whine all the time because you didn't get the game
you wanted, nor are you getting it later. Another one of my favorite series that had been around for over twenty years has recently been violently stuffed into the grave by the yahoos that made it as they give it and everyone who enjoyed it the middle finger, and you don't see me crying about it to a bunch of strangers who don't give a shit at
every freaking opportunity, because it
doesn't really matter. You didn't
deserve anything, and you still don't now, outside of perhaps a mild slap on the back of the head. You're entitled only to what the people who made the thing wanted to give you, or
didn't give you, whether you like it or not.
It sucks when a game you wanted to like doesn't live up to your expectations. I've wasted money on crap too. It's a real bummer. But while you're trying to garner some kind of satisfaction attempting to psycho analyze someone you know nothing about other than that they hurt your feelings a bit because they dared to tell you to suck it up, I'm shrugging, knowing that you and I will, against the ever-so-daunting odds, get over everything involved.
I will, anyway. You can pitch whatever theories you want about my inner turmoil and seething rage, but I'm the one who knows a video game not ending the way I wanted it to isn't grounds for getting upset, nor is some joker telling you to quit being a baby about it.
There, now you have a bunch of paragraphs of blunt-but-reasonable exposition. That'll teach you to invite people on the internet to talk about something, won't it?!