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Editorials 
Gaming Horror Stories: Friday the 13th Style
- By Mike
Schneider
Friday the 13th only comes around every so often, so we figured that we'd collect a few gaming moments that make us cringe when we think about them. Have a read at our staff's own nightmares.
Mike Schneider's Horrific Tale:
I could have heeded the advice. I knew of the scares it had caused many other gamers. However, “it wouldn’t be me” – I wouldn’t be the one that would experience it. After all, they’re the largest 3rd party manufacturer of peripherals, if there was any 3rd party memory pak I could rely on, it was an InterAct Memory Card Plus.
The setting was a dark and eerie night. Crickets could be heard chirping from outside my bedroom window, and the vent’s occasional roar augmented an otherwise silent summer night. I was in a crazed and slightly demented state, having put in a few hours on the massive Perfect Dark review that Andrew and I collaborated hours upon of work on. So what better way to end a long night then by a little 3:30am Perfect Dark action against some sims?
So I hit the switch to start up some Perfect Dark action, and a message that my controller pak is damaged and the data cannot be loaded greets my groggy 3:30am eyes. Next I made somewhere in the vicinity of twenty attempts to repair the controller pak, with each successive attempt warranting the same lack of result that the previous did. Dejected and wanting Perfect Dark matches nonetheless, I continued on into multiplayer – without being able to load my stats or character – and feasted on some meat sims.
My mind was going through a variety of emotions and angry feelings – pondering the likelihood of more than a month’s worth of playing statistics lost forever. I was angry beyond belief, and near ready to send a curse-out letter to Interact. However, as I began thinking clearly again, I decided I may as well try using the controller pak with another game. Remembering the ease of the memory pak menu that Wave Race 64 has, I opted to give Wave Race 64 a spin. Somehow, by momentous odds, the Wave Race 64 cartridge was able to revive my damaged memory pak, and my original Perfect Dark stats were saved! I also learned a valuable life lesson: keep it to 1st party memory paks.
Ryan Eid's Horrifying Tale:
Perfect Dark. The game of thrills, kills, and skills. Picture it: A dark, and, well, dark night. Four people playing around one lone television, the smell of Doritos on our breath and sweat on our brow. It is a team-game we are playing, for bragging rights and nothing more. Sometimes all you need is bragging rights. My friend and I were poised and ready to kick some tail, in the Facility no less. Random weapons. The game progresses and things remain close. At one point they gain a a five point advantage, but we come storming back.
It's the final seconds, now. The game is tied at 33, after 24 minutes of agonizing sniping and suicides. The warning bells are sounding. I run down the corner hallway (all the way in the back) to pick up the gun and wait for
time to expire, there is no one near me. I turn the corner...
*BOOM BOOM*. My screen bleeds red, my head's remains lie on the wall. There was a cloaker waiting for me. He had a double blast shotgun. As the cold steel pierces my cranium and bits of my head fly out and splatter, I let out one last yell. Too late. Time expires, the other team wins by a point. We still have not lived that game down. We were heavy favorites, after all. The "masters" we were. Were. But no longer. Dethroned and spit upon from a cloaking device, and some well placed shotgun shells. The moral of the story is, don't be cocky. Because Perfect Dark is cursed. Beware! Muwahahaha!
True story.
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| "I was in a crazed and slightly demented state, having put in a few hours on the massive Perfect Dark review that Andrew and I collaborated hours upon of work on. " |
Both horror stories revolve around PD.
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