First-Person Gaming

[Zayren]

I had some amazing moments happen in tons of games. Too bad I can't remember any except for one.

I was playing Left 4 Dead with a friend of mine, doing Dead Air expert. We were on act 2, The Crane, which is probably the hardest of all the areas in Dead Air. We got all the way into the part with the cubicles when it turned to shit. The tank spawned in the very first cubicle room. My friend threw a molotov and we turned to run back to the crane, letting the fire do its work, sacrificing the bots.

We made it to the crane, or at least, the building outside the cubicle place. I jumped off the roof onto the actual crane building and heard my friend say,"Oh shit." before being decked and one hit killed by the Tank. I slowly turned around, gasped and then shouted,"I THOUGHT YOU SAID HE WAS ON FIRE?!?" My next instinct was to get the hell out of there.

I booked it back up the dumpster and just ran. I jumped across the first rooftop, up the steps and into the building, and just kept running. I made it back to the cubicle rooms, where there were still tons of zombies. I was running and shooting, and heard a delightful sound coming from a floor beneath me. "Hello!? Is anyone out there!?"

I darted down the steps as fast as possible, still gunning the whole time. I ran past the survivor's door and flung it open, saving Bill and Francis, but my friend stayed dead. Knowing the tank was right on our tails, I kept on running. Down the second flight of stairs, I heard a boomer and hunter, so I sheepishly ducked into the room to see if I could take them out. The boomer had other plans and got me in the face. I ducked back under the staircase, and prepared for the horde. As I was fighting the horde off, Bill got huntered but Francis killed it, however, the tank decided to join them in the next room, where I had to go.

With boomer bile still dripping down my face, I got up and began to run. The tank had just finished killing the bots, and was coming for me, as I somehow jumped over his fist and kept on running. I ran into the streets, shooting any zombie in my way, and valiantly entered the safehouse. It was epic. I still don't know how the tank missed me, it must have been sheer luck, but it was awesome.

 

[Tengokujin]

TF2
I killed a scout with my fire axe. After I set him on fire. After I ran through my 6 shots on the shotgun. Yeah. Last night, in fact.

 

[SatuMitsumi]

I know, I know, another Left4Dead story, but it's a good one!

Playing on Expert on the third stage of No Mercy, we all realized by the time we'd all gotten out of the elevator that half of us only had half health and the other half--including myself--were on our last knockdowns. To our dismay, the two teammates who'd had half health, and half of a chance of making it to the exit, were ambushed by normal zombies and knocked down, giving them both only about 30 health to work with.

Praying the AI director didn't loathe us as much as it had in the last two stages, we proceeded through the stage, limping along slowly, our characters groaning in pain. Another wave of zombies came at us. But this time these zombies had decided to bring their buddies along: the hunter, the smoker, and the boomer. During the blisteringly loud screaming and punching, I could hear someone taking out the smoker. Then the boomer. When I went to go and save one of my fellow members, I noticed something looming down the hallway. The Tank. I backed away, apologizing to my teammates as they suffered the wrath of the hunter and then the Tank, who happily made pizza dough out of them.

I limped my way back towards the elevator to buy myself some time. In doing so, I was only left with one health point left. The one health point warning tone gave a sickening lurch in my stomach as I noticed how dramatically my limping slowed. It felt like I should have been crawling.

Then I noticed the halo of a fallen comrade. I rescued him, only to flee the fast-approaching Tank who quickly took the opportunity to attack my friend and kill him. Somehow I'd dodged all of the Tank's throw attacks until finally, FINALLY, I found the other two team members, in a closet closer to the safe room, only a few steps away. I inched my way towards them and opened the door. I knew the Tank was on its way and they'd have no chance unless someone acted as a decoy.

So I stood. And waited.

The Tank stopped, giving my friends time to head towards the exit. Before I knew it, I was dead. The massive mound of flesh continued loping towards another friend, killing him as well.

However, because of that short, short distraction, ONE of us was able to complete the stage.

And for the first time in four minutes...

...I breathed.

 

[WiccaVamp]

I was at a local internet /gaming cafe with my sister and her boyfriend, where everyone was playing wolfenstein. Now I gotta admit the only type of FPS I'm good at is sniping because aiming and running make me look rather foolish in that a five yr old could certainly own me,but the boyfriend convinced me to play on his account and so i did. At first I was holding my own by grenading ppl and running but really just outright being useless, until I went into this building to run from this one determined player with a very loaded very semi automatic gun; I panicked tried to run and shoot (once again without much success) and somehow ended up running through the wall.I thought I was screwed until I noticed that I had access to a window still...and that the window overlooked most of the battlefield. So, I took out my sniper rifle and took my time picking ppl off from a pretty decent distance,while paying attention to the banter around me which after awhile was mostly consisted of "who the hell keeps sniping our men?" "They've gotta be in one of the buildings, find them!" When I ran out of ammo I thought that would be the end of my fun until I grenaded myself and respawned, I ran around again and after awhile deceided to see if my glitch was still there,it was.

I then spent the rest of my time sniping them off and the frenzy ensued into this very funny to listen to witch hunt.Sure it didn't show me up as some amazing player but it was funny as hell to listen to 'experienced' players go all broody and frantic over it.

 

[G1eet]

X-men Origins on Hard:

-I had gotten Deadpool down to his 2nd round of health.
-Little did I know he starts to shoot huge optic blasts that take out large chunks of the nuclear tower.
-Time slows down as he starts to power up his shot.
-I dodge/run towards him and lunge, hoping I make it in time.
-I made it within a millisecond of my life.

The next 15 minutes of claw drilling, blocking, and quick time events were some of the most tense of my life.

 

[Flying Dagger]

I have so many, but most come from an obscure MMO when i would have to spend too much time explaining all the different bits.
one starts with standing around a group of the rival guilds best players, and being told that their "best ever player" was coming, and that i would not have a chance in hell. being told that i was OK but not amazing, and would soon be shown my place, whilst i stood there on my own. The guy turns up and was none other then the guy i modelled myself on, my hero, so to speak. and in the battle that followed, he underestimated me, and i laid waste to him, and ran around declaring myself the king.

Another comes from Playing Counterstrike Zombie Plague mod, on a server that i was ranked #1 on. Now Zombie Plague works a bit like those childhood games, where if you tag someone, they help you get the other players to help, until the last person is a human, and he's left alone to fight against the mele wielding zombies.
The map was the one where there are a bunch of trailer crates everywhere, there are some hiding spaces, but they inevitably end up leaving you trapped. I took a position on a wall, as my friends fell one by one, i stood strong, solo. Eventually a third were zombies, a third were humans standing in a crowded hiding spot, a third were dead, and there was me, fighting it out against the zombies on my own. I took down three zombies myself, then the 5 people who were in the hiding place were set upon, and suddenly it was 7 vs 1.
Through pushing zombies back off my hiding spot, jumping about and intuitively shaking off zombies, i killed them all. (they had about 2000 health each, i had Unammo) The best part was my friends looking on and just going... "that. was. awesome."

 

[sheogoraththemad]

one thing at halo3:it was so satisfying, direct at the start at sandtrap, I grabbed the chopper and ran over 3 guys while the fourth jumps before his own warthog.

 

[foxtrot3100]

It was late at night in my parent's cold basement. I was playing The legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask. I was in the Spirit Temple nearing the end. It was the night of the final day. The midnight-to-dawn countdown started. The surround sound was up really high. I was frantically trying to finish the temple and get to the boss. The countdown music added to my already panicked state.(those of you who have played Majora's Mask know what I mean). My hands started to sweat. I made it to the boss, Twinmold.
I donned the giant's mask and became super-sized. I hurriedly fought the worms without any regard for my magic meter. After defeating one I ran out and had no way to recover it. I had to resort to arrows. The clock was ticking. Less than an hour left in-game (i.e. 2 minutes real time) before the moon came down and ended the world. Timing the arrows was tricky and time consuming. I ended up wasting most of them by firing randomly.
I slowed down my aiming and connected the shots. My arrow supply dwindled. I had three shots left and less than a minute left real time. One shot, miss. Second shot, hit, but no kill. It all came down to the final arrow.
15 seconds left.
With my hands shaking madly, my body covered in cold sweat, and my heart beating a million times a minute I took aim.
15...14...13...wait for it
12...11...wait...10...9...FIRE!
HIT! DEATH! VICTORY!!!
I literally jumped up with my arms stretched out and yelled. My hands hit the ceiling, but I didn't care. It was one of the greatest moments in my entire gaming career.

 

[spyro2103]

I have 2. But one's not mine.

This one's mine. I was playing Call of Duty: World at War for the Wii on the Hanger stage. I had a bolt-action sniper rifle and I was heading back into the hanger when I was ambushed. He had an SMG and was trying desprately to make me look like a block of Swiss cheese. I tried to shoot him but, having a bolt-action rifle, failed many times. I threw a grenade, but because of the position of the controller, it was a smoke grenade. We were on opposite sides of the smoke screen and I took a pot-shot. I killed him. It was a no-scope headshot through a smoke screen. I was so proud of myself.

My friend told me about this one. He was playing Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2(PS3). He had a bolt-action sniper rifle(what a coincidence) and was lining up a shot at an enemy sniper. All of a sudden, another enemy stumbles upon him and starts shooting at him with an SMG. My friend tries to shoot him and misses the first 4 shots. He had one shot left in his current clip and took one final shot. He gets a no-scope headshot on the guy firing at him and also killed the enemy sniper he was originally aiming at with the same bullet. He killed a guy through another guy. How awsome is that?

 

[orangeban]

I was playing Halo 3 and watching a bungie favourite video. Some guy died hilariously from an amazing spartan laser shot. Then I realised it was me in the video. That took me down a peg or two.

 

[lazinesslord]

Me and my cousins were playing megaman 8 and there was this one stage that my cousins were having a whole lot of trouble in one of the stages. Then it was my turn and I flied through that stage like it was nothing. I was in a narrow place where the spikes were right above my head and the goal was right in sight, I would have won, but I accidentally hit the jump button and died by the spikes. I was probably one of the stupidest moments in gaming.