I used to hate the Troll part in the last level of the first harry potter game, for some reason it scared the crap out of me. (big thing that hits you over the head and jumps on your body for putting a chair on the ground too loudly) (and you die)
Your most embarrasing, emasculating, video game moment
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Barbie games. No I'm not kidding, they're hard to avoid as an 8-year old girl. I'll probably never get over that ever again. ;_;
Second most embarrassing game-moment: having to make my boyfriend play through Ravenholm in HL2 because I was too scared to. I wasn't even looking but hiding behind him and jumping everytime I heard a headcrab. Yeah... (I'm glad I'm not the only one who hates Ravenholm.)
And I just to be scared of Pacman when I was 5. >.>
Second most embarrassing game-moment: having to make my boyfriend play through Ravenholm in HL2 because I was too scared to. I wasn't even looking but hiding behind him and jumping everytime I heard a headcrab. Yeah... (I'm glad I'm not the only one who hates Ravenholm.)
And I just to be scared of Pacman when I was 5. >.>
It's not just the humiliation of being beat by the lowest caste in the game, it's how they gloat afterwards... "Yippee!" "Me! That was me!" "This's a waste of ammo, but me no care." (fires into my corpse) "Not so tough now, are you, tinman?"Nickolai said:
I'd say the most humiliating gaming moment for me was getting skunked in a slayer match against the Bungie Humpday team. Heck, I'd even gotten on the scoreboard with one lonely kill... only to be denied when a team-mate stepped between my flamethrower and my target, and having the resulting betrayal roll my score back to "0". *sigh*
-- Steve
I used to play, and enjoy playing, Sonic R, a little-known (for a good reason) sonic racing game. Recently, I learned that Sonic R is regarded as one of the worst Sonic games of all time (worse than the crappy console games that murdered the series). The thing is, I played it again recently to confirm this and found out that I still enjoyed it.
I feel so ashamed.
I feel so ashamed.
The first time I played Ravenholm. It was pretty bad. I had seen my roommate playing it before, and I knew a bit what to expect. But I tiptoe into the first part of the level, into the first building, and seeing all the sawblades against the wall, I quickly grab one with the gravity gun. As I'm about to continue, I something smacks me on the back and realize that there was a zombie outside that I had somehow missed, which had then snuck up on me. I literally screamed, sliced it in half with the sawblade, and immediately saved and quit. I didn't try it again until my cousin and my friend came over, and even then my cousin said that I was pale, sweating, and gasping for air. He eventually pointed out that if I hate zombies so much, I should just kill them quickly and get it over with. I seized on this and now I can play it normally, but it still makes my mouth dry up a bit, and I always, always, ALWAYS make sure that first zombie is dead before I go in the building.
The emasculating part of this? My cousin is 15. I am 21. (Hides head in shame)
But seriously, that's why I refuse to play games like FEAR, Silent Hill, and Resident Evil, as I know I'll scare the living shit out of myself and won't be able to sleep. In fact, a friend of mine gave me Silent Hill 2 well over five years ago, and to this day, that disc has never gone anywhere NEAR my PS2 (Hell, just reading the plot synopsis on wikipedia will have me peeking around corners at night).
As for most emasculating moment in terms of the dumbass factor? That would be that fact that I was completely unable to figure out how to finish the first level of Goldeneye once I reached the end of the level. I literally walked around for fifteen minutes before I realized you have to jump off the platform. I was ten at the time, though.
P.S. For those who suffer from fear of headcrab zombies, I also found a fairly good therapy. Go up to one, and start beating it on the head with your crowbar. Every time it's about to take a swipe at you, jump back, and try to kill it without taking a hit. I don't recommend this against fast zombies, poison zombies, or zombines, however
The emasculating part of this? My cousin is 15. I am 21. (Hides head in shame)
But seriously, that's why I refuse to play games like FEAR, Silent Hill, and Resident Evil, as I know I'll scare the living shit out of myself and won't be able to sleep. In fact, a friend of mine gave me Silent Hill 2 well over five years ago, and to this day, that disc has never gone anywhere NEAR my PS2 (Hell, just reading the plot synopsis on wikipedia will have me peeking around corners at night).
As for most emasculating moment in terms of the dumbass factor? That would be that fact that I was completely unable to figure out how to finish the first level of Goldeneye once I reached the end of the level. I literally walked around for fifteen minutes before I realized you have to jump off the platform. I was ten at the time, though.
P.S. For those who suffer from fear of headcrab zombies, I also found a fairly good therapy. Go up to one, and start beating it on the head with your crowbar. Every time it's about to take a swipe at you, jump back, and try to kill it without taking a hit. I don't recommend this against fast zombies, poison zombies, or zombines, however
I'd have to say getting my ass kicked repeatedly by a boss in Kameo ranks pretty high(as would any kid-friendly game that bests you). Then, having to rely on the auto-aim function of the hovercraft in Half Life 2 on the 360. The auto-aim turned out to be so completely against every way I wanted to attack the helo that I eventually had to give up my macho frontal and side-on attacks in favor of "wait until it turns, then drops, then cross and whip around,the same way firing. Rinse and repeat.". I don't even mind trick/bullshit bosses that much, but when the UI and controls conspire with the enemies to force you onto a railroad it inspires my wrath.
Ok, so I thought of two more:
one day at my house my friends found a copy of pokemon snap in my drawer, to which I said "oh, someone left that over here" then one of them turns the game over and says "Really? Then why the hell does it have 'property of Luis Franco' written on it in your handwriting?"
Another time, way after that anecdote, I was in circuit city killing time by looking at Cds while my friend was at the dentist. Near the video game area there was this big Guitar Hero kiosk with a kid standing there playing it. Being a guitarist, I was naturally intrigued, since this was the first time I've ever seen Guitar Hero, so I walked over. The kid playing said "oh hey, wanna play co-op?" after a little while of me standing there with a puzzled look on my face. Naturally, I said sure, thinking this would be easy since I'm good at guitar. Long story short, the kid proceeded to wail on my ass like I was a rower on a Viking slave ship while I was plunked and wailed my way into defaulting the match to him. It was a textbook case of "Randy Marsh Syndrome" too, since I knew how to play "Holy Diver" on a real guitar (the song he kicked my ass at).
Both of those made me feel like I had gotten pantsed at school and it's hard for me to remember them after the emotional walls I put up over them.
one day at my house my friends found a copy of pokemon snap in my drawer, to which I said "oh, someone left that over here" then one of them turns the game over and says "Really? Then why the hell does it have 'property of Luis Franco' written on it in your handwriting?"
Another time, way after that anecdote, I was in circuit city killing time by looking at Cds while my friend was at the dentist. Near the video game area there was this big Guitar Hero kiosk with a kid standing there playing it. Being a guitarist, I was naturally intrigued, since this was the first time I've ever seen Guitar Hero, so I walked over. The kid playing said "oh hey, wanna play co-op?" after a little while of me standing there with a puzzled look on my face. Naturally, I said sure, thinking this would be easy since I'm good at guitar. Long story short, the kid proceeded to wail on my ass like I was a rower on a Viking slave ship while I was plunked and wailed my way into defaulting the match to him. It was a textbook case of "Randy Marsh Syndrome" too, since I knew how to play "Holy Diver" on a real guitar (the song he kicked my ass at).
Both of those made me feel like I had gotten pantsed at school and it's hard for me to remember them after the emotional walls I put up over them.
As far as emasculation by fear: I have never got to the last temple in Majora's Mask, simply because there are Redeads in a room on the way. And their screams still freak me out SO much that, since I got this game seven years ago, I have never finished it because of those damn Redeads.
As for just downright piteousness... I have 406 hours logged on my Silver version. Yeah, one save file.
As for just downright piteousness... I have 406 hours logged on my Silver version. Yeah, one save file.
Same here. I was TERRIFIED of the drowning noise, for years. I never even got past act two of stage two without using a level select cheat, because I was terrified of even going into the water (or whatever that pink stuff was).Rabid Toilet said:
Oddly, it seemed that it was only the noise that scared me, rather than the threat of actually drowning, because when we got a new TV with a mute button (our old one's volume control didn't go down all the way for some reason), I just hit MUTE on those stages and played right through them with no trouble at all. Weird.
One game that scared me shitless was probably... I think I'd have to go with Waterworld in the Mercinaries... or whenever Chainsaw Man's older brother Larry showed up. I screamed my head off and threw the controller at the TV, proceeding to curl into a ball and shake. I mean, come on! DOUBLE-BLADED CHAINSAW?!
Emasculating? Using EVERY SINGLE piece of ammo I had and STILL not being able to kill the first chainsaw guy in the Wii Version of RE4. Thank God the Wiimote has a power button on it! 8D
Emasculating? Using EVERY SINGLE piece of ammo I had and STILL not being able to kill the first chainsaw guy in the Wii Version of RE4. Thank God the Wiimote has a power button on it! 8D
God, I have had some moments, but come on. I was 11 (15 now) when i played Ravenholm for the first time and I played it straight through no problem.
Forgetting what I just said, I still practically shit my pants whenever I have to kill Lisa Trevor in the first Resident evil.
Forgetting what I just said, I still practically shit my pants whenever I have to kill Lisa Trevor in the first Resident evil.
My least glorious moments are not the results of scaryness but sheer incompetence.
I'm not bad in halo, I'd say; in most matches I'm the best player around. But on one server with PRETTY GOOD opponents (damnation, deathmatch), I emptied, like, 3 clips of ammunition with the sniperrifle on one guy without even hitting his leg. When the guy I tried to kill got rid of his enemy, he said "Hey moron in the piperoom, can't you hit anything?"
THEN I FELL IN THE CHASM WHILE WALKING BACKWARDS!
Also, in CoD 4 (only played it for a few days), I killed myself, trying to blow up a car for xp. As you can imagine, I was laught at pretty badly.
I'm not bad in halo, I'd say; in most matches I'm the best player around. But on one server with PRETTY GOOD opponents (damnation, deathmatch), I emptied, like, 3 clips of ammunition with the sniperrifle on one guy without even hitting his leg. When the guy I tried to kill got rid of his enemy, he said "Hey moron in the piperoom, can't you hit anything?"
THEN I FELL IN THE CHASM WHILE WALKING BACKWARDS!
Also, in CoD 4 (only played it for a few days), I killed myself, trying to blow up a car for xp. As you can imagine, I was laught at pretty badly.
Being a giant Ace Combat fanboy, I went ahead and paid good money for a paint scheme I never thought I would use. I mean, come on, your F-22 gets a pink paint job and an underage anime girl emblazoned on one wing. Then, God help me, I actually used it and did pretty well. I then took off my belt and beat the shame out of me. My back is still a little tender.