I don't get you.scorptatious said:Wouldn't have guessed with your avatar.Abomination said:
I'm clearly smiling in that picture.
It's a selfie.
RAGE QUIT!!! to the point of smashing your controller, monitor, keyboard, TV etc.
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I'm clearly smiling in that picture.
It's a selfie.
Last time was when I threw down the controller and stomped on it, breaking the joystick off. And this was when I was maybe 10, to the 64. I think I was playing some Mortal Kombat or something.
But the most I have ever been mad and butthurt when of course CoD. MW2, Favela, every single fucking **** on their team had a grenade launcher, a rifle with a grenade attachment, scavenger and one man army. I can't even express in words the amount of anger I had. Thinking of ways to, and there just isn't. I am proud to say I haven't played a CoD game in about 4 years.
But the most I have ever been mad and butthurt when of course CoD. MW2, Favela, every single fucking **** on their team had a grenade launcher, a rifle with a grenade attachment, scavenger and one man army. I can't even express in words the amount of anger I had. Thinking of ways to, and there just isn't. I am proud to say I haven't played a CoD game in about 4 years.
I had a friend rage quit over Super Mario Kart (cause I kept beating him), and Bomberman 64. I had a controller thrown at me after my best friend corner ripped another friend. Biggest rage quit was Halo (up to ODST...unless Grifball was involved, then it would be fun).
I've kicked a hole in the wall while playing TF2.
I find that I only start raging when I'm playing something I think I should be good at. If I get roflstomped while playing, say, Halo, I don't care that much because I know I'm not that good. But if I have anything less than a 1:1 kdr while playing TF2, I lose my shit because I'm usually fairly competent.
I find that I only start raging when I'm playing something I think I should be good at. If I get roflstomped while playing, say, Halo, I don't care that much because I know I'm not that good. But if I have anything less than a 1:1 kdr while playing TF2, I lose my shit because I'm usually fairly competent.
The only thingy that happens when I get frustrated in a game is the exercising of the Alt +F4 fingers, and the only game that has caused me to do that is Chivalry because people can exploit that game so hard its not even fun anymore.
That or pants-on-head retarded teammates, they usually only cause me to sigh in disappointment and play something else for a little while.
I mean, games for supposed to be for fun, not getting angry :b
That or pants-on-head retarded teammates, they usually only cause me to sigh in disappointment and play something else for a little while.
I mean, games for supposed to be for fun, not getting angry :b
There's a reason I always have a cushion/pillow beside me when I'm playing a game. When I get particularly annoyed, I just maybe rain a few manly punches down on that XD
Helps at least.
Helps at least.
Never done it myself. I'm just not that angry of a person. Absolute worse case scenario I'll swear and even that doesn't happen often.
My brother on the other hand is not such a calm person. A little while back he had a spree of breaking croquet mallets when he lost. On three separate consecutive occasions he lost (in second place for at least one of them) and proceeded to swing the mallet at the ground until it broke. He's gotten way better now that he's older, but those were not some particularly proud moments of his
EDIT: And I'm kind of shocked how that sounds like it's rather tame judging by a lot of these responses
My brother on the other hand is not such a calm person. A little while back he had a spree of breaking croquet mallets when he lost. On three separate consecutive occasions he lost (in second place for at least one of them) and proceeded to swing the mallet at the ground until it broke. He's gotten way better now that he's older, but those were not some particularly proud moments of his
EDIT: And I'm kind of shocked how that sounds like it's rather tame judging by a lot of these responses
I was about to chime in on that...aguspal said:
The closest I rage quit was when I was trying to get the last Trophy in Lollipop Chainsaw... It was a bronze Trophy and the way to get it sounded so easy on paper... "Reach the end of this one section without shooting any of the obstacles"...
Unfortunately, this so-called section was the most random and cheapest area in the whole game tand the only way to get this particular Trophy was through Trial-and-Error and dumb luck... You think you got the pattern down? Nope, now you have to start this section over again only because that one obstacle came out sooner than expected, blocking your chance to avoid it and the obstacle that just so happen to come before that...
I REALLY don't like challenges based on dumb luck and cheapness... They REALLY grind my gears... Never to the point of smashing anything... (That's what sandbox games are for... Smashing stuff in-game... Totally satisfying...)
I twisted two PS2 controllers right in half (they're perfect for breaking) while both A. Trying to catch those stupid flippin butterflies in FFX and B. trying to get the 0.00 time or whatever in the chocobo race.
I tried playing Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas about a week or three ago and just couldn't stand to play it for more than a couple of hours. I didn't even get to the horrible racing or, tutorial missions that happen later in the game, I got stuck on Wrong Side of the Tracks: The mission wherein you're supposed to ride close to a speeding train while Big Smoke shoots at gang-bangers. Problem is, BS can't shoot worth a shit and those gang-bangers are armored to the point that I can't just park ahead of the train and take them out like that. After nearly 10 failed attempts and two or three controller slams I called it a day. There was another mission I did before hand that I would have beaten sooner if I had thought to destroy the Russian's get-away car and a third mission that I failed once early on only to fail a second time after flipping the God Damned car within minutes of the end of the God Damned mission. How the Fuck did we not break our consoles in the pre-checkpoint world?!?
I can't say I've ever raged to the point of breaking anything as I'm not normally easily frustrated when playing a game or I walk away before I get to that point. The times where I do get into a rage it usually consists of a lot of cursing at the computer/console.
I broke a controller playing Uncharted 2's multiplayer. My connection was quite slow (although apparently a lot of people had the same problem) and this led to a lot of instances where I'd get shot down long after making it into solid cover (i.e. round a corner, behind a wall) which was unbelievably frustrating. One game it happened one time too many and my ps3 controller and the floor connected at great speed, creating a huge crack across the case. Credit to the controller though, it carried on working for about a year after that.
I'm fairly calm when it comes to that stuff. When I was a kid, absolutely nothing would get to me. I enjoyed playing games so much that it didn't really matter to me when I lost. I went through this phase - from 11 or 12 to about 16 - where I was prone to getting extremely pissed off at just about anything, which included games, and so I would often quit out or spend several minutes stringing together every foul word I could think of at the game in question, but that didn't last. Although, it did have this odd residual effect where, now, I'll mutter a few random cusses at a game when it's really pissing me off, but that's about the worst of it.
I lost one PS2 controller to a freak-out, and that was my little brother's. He and I were playing the first Battlefront together (we were on the Mos Eisley map, as I recall), and he was shooting at a group of Stormtroopers from fairly close range. They were grouped up so nicely that I couldn't resist throwing a grenade at them, killing all four or five of them, along with my brother, who was on my team. He was sure I had done it on purpose, called me an awful name, then hurled the controller at my wall. The wall survived. The controller did not. He's calmed down significantly since then, but he's still more prone than I am to curse at a game when it's going poorly.
I lost one PS2 controller to a freak-out, and that was my little brother's. He and I were playing the first Battlefront together (we were on the Mos Eisley map, as I recall), and he was shooting at a group of Stormtroopers from fairly close range. They were grouped up so nicely that I couldn't resist throwing a grenade at them, killing all four or five of them, along with my brother, who was on my team. He was sure I had done it on purpose, called me an awful name, then hurled the controller at my wall. The wall survived. The controller did not. He's calmed down significantly since then, but he's still more prone than I am to curse at a game when it's going poorly.
I'm completely puzzled as to how nobody brought up care packages in Call of Duty of calling down the robot suit in Blacklight: Retribution. I've very nearly lost my mind when something like that happens.
"Finally, I got three kills in a row!"
*Call down care package*
"OH SWEET ATTACK DOGS!"
*Shot in the back*
:Insert stream of profanity of your choice:
*Spike the controller and stomp off*
Nothing in any game makes me more livid than a scenario like that, I just can't stand finally earning something and then having somebody spawn behind me and take me out.
And now you've learned a little more about BQE.
"Finally, I got three kills in a row!"
*Call down care package*
"OH SWEET ATTACK DOGS!"
*Shot in the back*
:Insert stream of profanity of your choice:
*Spike the controller and stomp off*
Nothing in any game makes me more livid than a scenario like that, I just can't stand finally earning something and then having somebody spawn behind me and take me out.
And now you've learned a little more about BQE.
Well just a few things to note here:
1) I dont get why CoD is the ultimate "game that will make you rage" as most people here put it.
Back when I played it, it was so chaotic and hilarious random clusterfuck of a game that it just made me smile even if I a was losing horribly (And not to brag, but that didnt happended often... the game was on the easy side most of the time. OR, the people I played aganist sucked more than me IDK).
2) I didnt realized that the whole "thorowing/breaking controllers/keyboards due to RAGE!" Was actually real.
I always thougt it was just an exaggeration of that feel of rage when you are losing hardcore... but not that people ACTUALLY get to that point- literally the ONLY time I NEARLY did something like that was aganist THAT ONE mission in Driver 2. The 2nd to last one- trying to catch up to that *******. If you played the game you just KNOW what I am talking about-
But even then I actually didnt. I just calmed down and tried until I won. (Keep in mind I was 6 at the time...)
1) I dont get why CoD is the ultimate "game that will make you rage" as most people here put it.
Back when I played it, it was so chaotic and hilarious random clusterfuck of a game that it just made me smile even if I a was losing horribly (And not to brag, but that didnt happended often... the game was on the easy side most of the time. OR, the people I played aganist sucked more than me IDK).
2) I didnt realized that the whole "thorowing/breaking controllers/keyboards due to RAGE!" Was actually real.
I always thougt it was just an exaggeration of that feel of rage when you are losing hardcore... but not that people ACTUALLY get to that point- literally the ONLY time I NEARLY did something like that was aganist THAT ONE mission in Driver 2. The 2nd to last one- trying to catch up to that *******. If you played the game you just KNOW what I am talking about-
But even then I actually didnt. I just calmed down and tried until I won. (Keep in mind I was 6 at the time...)
Broke a controller playing the Gamecube version of Twilight Princess. I was going for a 100% run, which meant I needed all the heart pieces, which meant I needed to beat the Yeti's wife in that stupid bobsledding race. I swear to god, the fiftieth time she had that little burst of speed SIX INCHES from the finish line and beat me, I threw the controller on the ground so hard that it no longer worked and it rattled when I shook it. Of course, it was one of the cheap, knockoff Gamestop ones, so who cares?
Yeah, I did eventually beat it. ...eventually. It's just cheap as hell.
Yeah, I did eventually beat it. ...eventually. It's just cheap as hell.