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I'm talking things that makes you still feel animosity towards the game when you think about it. Not multiplayer/mmorpgs necessarily, not to exclude them but I'm thinking more like the static single-player or something where the thing that made you salty was part of the game and stored on the disc/cartridge/cassette before you got it. So it's the actual game that's the culprit of something.
For me it would probably be Ghosts 'n Goblins on the NES. That game was HARD, it was as if Capcom had played the first Castlevania and thought "what if we make these jumps with zero air control bigger, slower and floatier? So when people jump to their death they'll see it coming and have plenty of time to think about their bad decision.That would really fuck with people."
It had endless continues but no codes or saves, so "saving" your game meant letting the NES sit and run the game. It wasn't that fun to play, IMO, but it was a challenge to try to beat it and it was so unwieldy that any progress couldn't be lost meaning that no other games could be played on the system for days or weeks until the many times I said fuck it and changed the cartridge.
What made me salty and what still makes me a bit salty:
In the end I finally beat Ghosts 'n Goblins. When beating the final boss the game, after leaving the NES on for over a week probably, told me it was an illusion and I had to beat the game again and find an item or something. After all this shit I don't even get a credits scroll? I don't even like the game. Whenever I'm reminded of that I discover that there's still a small ember of rage smoldering somewhere in my mind.
Fuck you, Ghosts 'n Goblins.
So, anyone else have any stories about games that did something that made you see red, taste blood and hear the ocean?
For me it would probably be Ghosts 'n Goblins on the NES. That game was HARD, it was as if Capcom had played the first Castlevania and thought "what if we make these jumps with zero air control bigger, slower and floatier? So when people jump to their death they'll see it coming and have plenty of time to think about their bad decision.That would really fuck with people."
It had endless continues but no codes or saves, so "saving" your game meant letting the NES sit and run the game. It wasn't that fun to play, IMO, but it was a challenge to try to beat it and it was so unwieldy that any progress couldn't be lost meaning that no other games could be played on the system for days or weeks until the many times I said fuck it and changed the cartridge.
What made me salty and what still makes me a bit salty:
In the end I finally beat Ghosts 'n Goblins. When beating the final boss the game, after leaving the NES on for over a week probably, told me it was an illusion and I had to beat the game again and find an item or something. After all this shit I don't even get a credits scroll? I don't even like the game. Whenever I'm reminded of that I discover that there's still a small ember of rage smoldering somewhere in my mind.
Fuck you, Ghosts 'n Goblins.
So, anyone else have any stories about games that did something that made you see red, taste blood and hear the ocean?