Not a word, but a sound. The sound of still-pudgy faces, voice cracks, violent yet idle threats, confused and horrified sexual discovery, and changes to the human body.
No words make me cringe other than "racist", "homo", or any form of bigotry, but the sound of a preteen or elementary school kid screaming in my ear while I'm trying to play Halo: Reach or Call of Duty bugs the ever loving hell out of me. I loved Max Payne 3, but I refuse to play it online because I don't want to hear those squeaky voices that make me wish the gaming community would prune itself and parents would learn quickly.
Wait! Maybe the ESRB needs a new rating system!
No words make me cringe other than "racist", "homo", or any form of bigotry, but the sound of a preteen or elementary school kid screaming in my ear while I'm trying to play Halo: Reach or Call of Duty bugs the ever loving hell out of me. I loved Max Payne 3, but I refuse to play it online because I don't want to hear those squeaky voices that make me wish the gaming community would prune itself and parents would learn quickly.
Wait! Maybe the ESRB needs a new rating system!