>playing Minecraft survival, new world >friend in my game >this guy is a gaming legend. God with a controller >10 minutes into the game, I've made a nice little wood house and I'm cooking steak >hear digging under the floorboards >ohshit.jpg >digging stops >awkward pause >go back to crafting >still in the crafting menu, see lava pouring down from the ceiling into my room from the corner of my screen >panic instantly >try to patch up the ceiling but the lava's already there >wolf I had just tamed dies before my eyes >parkour over lava and run out of the house as fast as possible, nearly dying >turn around to see my friend with a diamond sword and full iron armor, perched atop my burning home watching me flee >never return

Halo 3 Not a matchmaking game. Not a custom game. Just Halo 3. Halo 3 took three years of my life, and I'll never get them back. Before Halo 3, I was an optimistic young man with a lot to look forward to. After Halo 3, I was a bitter old man with nothing left to live for. I wanted to like Halo 3; I wanted it to be my friend. But it didn't want to be my friend. It actively antagonized me. It made my life a living hell. Each night I couldn't sleep because of Halo 3; I had nightmares constantly and they would just involve me running. I ran so far away. But I couldn't get away...[i]from Halo 3.[/i] Halo 3 ruined my life.

Playing obliteration on Golmud Railway. One of my squad mates has the bomb and as we're running through the village the buildings are exploding right next to us. Apparently they had taken our tank as well as their own and were blasting us from the hills.

-blam!-ing Assassination Ability in ME1 as a low level...while on Insanity. That and -blam!-ing Rakks in Borderlands....

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