La Barata said:
lacktheknack said:
La Barata said:
Something like this speaks directly to the bullied teenager in all of us. Know what this game is? It's cathartic. Without mincing words, I fucking hated high school. I had no friends, and was picked on for fun by just about everybody because, being bigger than most and quiet, I make a good target. Hell, there was a month back in grade 12 where a group of people would follow me around at lunch and throw garbage at me. I never fought back, though. I just bottled shit up and turned it into pure hate and misanthropy. Even now, several years later, I keep up a shell and am always on the defensive. I keep people away because I quite honestly hate them now.
Why, may you ask, am I giving you lot my life story? It's on topic, not just because they both involve high schools. I have to say, playing a game like that would be cathartic. If I played this back in high school, it'd give me some sort of satisfaction. I couldn't strike back against my tormentors in real life, so I'd gun them down in the virtual world. It hurts nobody, no harm is done but to pixels.
To all of you saying "this is terrible, this is the worst thing ever, you need to die for making this!" think back to yourself at high school and how the people in it made you feel. If everyone was your best friend, then congratulations, you've succeeded in doing something that no other human in history has done. To the rest of you, however, remember how those people (you know exactly who I mean, EVERYONE has them) made you feel, and tell me taking your digital revenge wouldn't make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
...No. It wouldn't. It would only make me madder. Because then they'd still be there.
How am I supposed to sympathize with you if you sat there, did nothing about it, and wished deeply for their horrendous death? At least I DID SOMETHING ABOUT IT.
To begin, I don't appreciate your attacking me for simply stating my opinion. YOu have done nothing here, made no valid argument, you've simply attempted to defame me and say that I'm wrong for feeling a certain way. What, pray tell, do you suggest I do? Go to the office? Seriously, when was the last time you were in a high school? The administration doesn't give a flying fuck about you. I can tell you exactly what they'd say, because the first thing I did WAS go to the office. "Oh, avoid the people who give you trouble". That's the entirety of their solution. The administration would not lift a finger to help you, they couldn't be bothered to piss on you if you were on fire. Hell, when someone actually set me on fire in grade 9, they simply said that if I didn't have any proof of who it was, they couldn't do anything. So should I fight them, then? Sure, get myself expelled and probably hurt because there's a good deal more of them than me. Talk to them? Seriously? It doesn't work that way. Regardless, I never asked for your sympathy, I simply gave personal context to help me make a valid argument.
On to your other point, that it would make you madder because they're still there. Well, yippee for you, that's just too damn bad. Guess what, though? If you DIDN'T play the game, then they'd still be there, just the same as if you had played, only if I did play, it would act as a sort of stress relief. That's the entire point I've tried to make, that it works cathartically, like a stress ball with a trigger.
I find it interesting how you accuse me of attacking you (which I didn't), then go on an aggressive rant.
Anyways, I graduated last year out of a school where the staff successfully defused no fewer then four bullies groups in three years. I even was involved mere weeks ago in a defamation via Facebook case where fifteen people got a warning, one got a two day suspension, and another got a five-day suspension. So no, the administration was awesome.
Still, did you get your parents involved?
Did you consider switching schools?
Did you consider psychological warfare?
Were you friendly to everyone else?
Did you stay in good status with the teachers?
Did you consider hiding in a closet and reading, since you claim to have had no friends?
Did you react to them?
Did you withdraw into an easily prodded shell?
Seriously, if you did the last two and almost none of the others, then no wonder high-school sucked.
