Do you ever get so frustrated in an RPG or other such game and just go murder happy?
Last night after spending 30mins trying to find a way up a hill in order to do a quest in Fallout New Vegas only to continually run into invisible walls I just said "stuff it", saved the game, and went murder happy on every NPC in a casino. There is something immensely satisfying about walking through a lobby of a hotel with a minigun shooting everything that moves / and or wouldn't give you the quest information you wanted.
Listening to the screams of innocent gamblers, strippers, and prostitutes as you mow down everything in your bath, the blood splattering the wall, body parts flying as you pause to empty a clip into the corpse of the guard who had the audacity to try and stop you...
So umm yea, do you ever get so fed up with a game, either because of bugs or just plain bad design, that you just go on a murder spree?
Last night after spending 30mins trying to find a way up a hill in order to do a quest in Fallout New Vegas only to continually run into invisible walls I just said "stuff it", saved the game, and went murder happy on every NPC in a casino. There is something immensely satisfying about walking through a lobby of a hotel with a minigun shooting everything that moves / and or wouldn't give you the quest information you wanted.
Listening to the screams of innocent gamblers, strippers, and prostitutes as you mow down everything in your bath, the blood splattering the wall, body parts flying as you pause to empty a clip into the corpse of the guard who had the audacity to try and stop you...
So umm yea, do you ever get so fed up with a game, either because of bugs or just plain bad design, that you just go on a murder spree?