Eh, you know how it is - a game comes along that irritates you in tons of ways and beats you into the ground CONSTANTLY and yet you, like the good little masochistic consumer you are, keep coming back for more.
Probably my best example is Team Fortress 2.
I love having 4 snipers and 3 engies on a team of 9 when a cart needs pushing/point needs defending. I adore how I can shoot someone in the face several times with a REVOLVER and they can hit me once with an off shot from 30 feet away with a shotgun and kill me instantly. I'm smitten on Valve making their beloved black scottish demolitionist focus on waving hismassively over sized and over reaching and obnoxious sword or axe around rather than actually using his BOMBS. I cherish the idea of giving Pyro players that don't particularly focus on using their compression blast (%99.9998 of all of them) a straight upgrade for his primary weapon called the Backburner. I totally dig how I, a minigun wielding Heavy, can go head to head and lose against a Natascha wielding Heavy. Etc, etc, etc, rage, rage, baaaaaaaaawwwww...
And then I backstab like 10 dudes in a row and then I'm happy again!
Your turn!
Probably my best example is Team Fortress 2.
I love having 4 snipers and 3 engies on a team of 9 when a cart needs pushing/point needs defending. I adore how I can shoot someone in the face several times with a REVOLVER and they can hit me once with an off shot from 30 feet away with a shotgun and kill me instantly. I'm smitten on Valve making their beloved black scottish demolitionist focus on waving his
And then I backstab like 10 dudes in a row and then I'm happy again!
Your turn!