What is your most memorable gaming experience? - General

[QUOTE=ROFLBURGER;39164593]If you haven't played garrysmod 12 then you probably won't understand any of this. Me and my friends were sucking around on garrysmod. We would kill each other using SWEPS and whatnot. Since I was shit at computer FPSs, I used my talent of wiremod knowledge to kill my friends. I wouldn't make cheap ass teleporting bombs, I would hide from location to location planting wiremod traps along the way (Best one was me creating an expression 2 gate that would play tool gun pasting sounds that would make it sound like I'm building something, my high as fuck friend would fucking storm in the building with a para and shoot up the place until he shot an explosive barrel that triggers a large explosion.) So anyways I made a missile from scratch and they discovered where I am (without tripping the too obviously suspicious melon hanging from a rope sensor) they found me and I tried to prop kill them with it because I panicked. Since I didn't have prop protection they took the missile away from me like a parent taking away a cookie before dinner from a child and flung it into the air. About 30 minutes later we forgot about the whole Cuban Missile Crisis and were at ceasefire. While we were all dicking around with watching YouTube a missile comes out of fucking nowhere and blasts our sorry asses to the skybox. I fell out of my chair laughing.[/QUOTE] You guys were sucking around? You must of been the highlight of the server.

On Portal 2. GLaDOS: Well, this is the part where he kills us Wheatley: Hello! This is the part where I kill you Chapter 9: The Part Where He Kills You Achievement Unlocked: The Part Where He Kills You

Fallout 3. First open world sandbox game I've ever played, it was an absolute blast to be able to go absolutely everywhere and do all those things.

Insurgency, we were the marines and got pinned down on a village by an insurgent that went haywire eventually even the terrorist joined our side. the guy had run out of ammo when we got there and started to swear in portuguese when we finally killed him then he left the server and threw a mini party with all the guys in the server

The Vortal Combat from Half-Life 2: Episode 2. I don't know how many times I play this section I still got goosebumps like it's my first time playing it. And music was beyond awesome. [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcFdB1lTIRA[/media] Also the ending of Episode 1 when Strider comes out from nowhere.

I think it would have to be the first game I've ever played, Soul Blazer on the SNES, it's still one of my favourite games ever. After that it's Ragnarok Online, which I've started playing in 2003 and still play to this day.

Rocking out on the stage of Dark Carnival (as much as I could in l4d2 anyway) as a team, then saving everyone else as a tank was closing in on the chopper and dying a hero. Coach's final words were "Keep on ridin'" in the form of text.

I made a thread last year around May about an experience I had in Minecraft. I'll repost it here, it just feels kind of weird sending people to other threads. And in case you're wondering, I don't hold any grudges. It hurt a bit at the time, but thinking back, it just feels really, really good to remember all of this. It's like I played my part in an exciting tale, an exciting tale called... [U][B]Suomi - The story of a town in Minecraft[/B][/U] I found a locked thread on the Facepunch Minecraft section about a server named "Earthcraft". The idea behind the server was absolutely brilliant. It was the planet Earth, about 10, 000 x 20, 000 blocks in size. It had a faction plugin for making your own groups and claiming land for them, as well as allying and attacking other factions. It even had a dynamic map website for the server, showing Earth's map directly from above, along with co-ordinates for wherever you were pointing at. It also showed factions, displaying their borders and their spawnpoints, as well as players unfortunate enough not to type "/dynmap hide" in the chat. In other words, you felt like the goddamn [I]CIA[/I]. I was marveling at the thought of factions waging wars and international relations and the like, merging with Minecraft gameplay. Then, an idea struck. Granted, it wasn’t exactly the most original of ideas, but it was a great idea nonetheless. I would build a village in my home-town of Helsinki. I would build a sauna next to the seashore and have nice little huts in the shade of the pine forests. You know, just like Finland. Because Finland is a country comprised of pine trees, saunas and huts. [I]It was going to be just like home.[/I] I joined the server and spawned in France's safe zone with some stone tools for new players, and with the dynamic map open in a tab on Chrome, I found my bearings and made my way towards Finland's co-ordinates. I gathered some wool along the way from some sheep and some steaks from a couple cows. It was a long and perilous journey throughout a lovely European countryside. When I finally made it to the co-ordinates, I quickly discovered that something was off about Finland as soon as I caught sight of it. Miles and miles of nothing stretched out before me. Sure, there were trees and some grass, a couple flowers here and there, but nothing else. And I mean [I]nothing at all[/I]. No happy little animals hopping about, no hills or pine forests and no beautiful lakes. It was a [I]miserable fucking wasteland[/I] that made a lousy attempt at looking hospitable, let alone even looking like Finland. At least the sparse trees were there, so I counted my blessings on this aspect. Other than that, the idea of living in Finland was looking pretty bad, and the daunting task of building anything bigger than a rickety shack there was looking far worse. I started out by gathering wood and building up a modest wooden cabin next to the sea shore. I crafted and placed a bed inside, I claimed the land in the name of Suomi (That's "Finland" in Finnish for all you uncultured swine out there) and set my spawn in the cabin. I went outside and built a little pier stretching into the sea. When that was done, I wondered why the hell that was necessary and went to get more wood. I heard spider noises underneath the ground as I was heading towards some trees, which lead me into a large cave system after a bit of digging. I hopped up to the surface, chopped down a few trees for logs, burnt them into charcoal, crafted myself some torches and head downstairs to meet my new neighbors. I fought my way through hordes of spiders and skeletons with my stone sword and managed to get iron, which I crafted into a new set of tools once I returned to the surface. With these, I went back down and collected diamond, redstone, lapis lazuli and plenty of coal. My first cave expedition was a success in my mind, and soon it was to be followed by an even bigger triumph for my faction. A player by the name of Karlsson joined, and through some kind and clever wording I managed to convince him to join my humble faction. I failed to mention the fact that I lived in the middle of nowhere, though. He spawned at my hut and I expected him to complain about the lack of almost anything, but to my surprise, he didn't. He looked around for a little, surveying the lovely scenery of scarce trees and grass blocks, and once I cooked and shared with him my steak reserves, he went straight to the mines, while I went in the opposite direction to start gathering clay for my sauna. We became friends faster than I could ever have imagined, and Suomi picked up the pace. Life in Finland was still hard, even with our ever-growing resources. I had to make long journeys to northern Russia and back to get steaks from a herd of convenient mooshrooms (The idea of apples had escaped me at the time, and I only recently learnt that they [I]aren't[/I] super rare drops), and this task was laced with risk since there might not even be any of them on some occasions. Whenever I got back from my journeys, me and Karl would rejoice, then split the food down the middle and continue work. At night, we'd hang around inside and watch night-time mobs take over the land while we chewed on our steaks. Slowly, day by day, the chest in our cabin filled up with materials and ores. Life was full of dull, but soon, something surprising would happen that would interrupt our otherwise redundant lives of mining and crafting. A man by the name of Kyoshiro joined. He said hello, to which everyone on the server responded with the traditional welcomes and frantic newbie recruitment attempts. I decided to welcome him as well. “Welcome to DIE!" I'm not [I]that[/I] bad at welcoming people, mind you. It was a bad attempt to scare him into thinking that this was [B]hardcore pvp no-rules anarchy survival.[/B] He responded with "How rude! ;_;" Finally, I had something to do, other than mine in a dim cave and journey out into empty plains to collect wood. I could troll this kid during my spare time! He complained about the lag of the server. "Stop living in Japan!", I said. He told me he was Korean, but I told him "SAME THING!". The fella went quiet for a long while, and, out of the blue, I met him on my way back home after gathering more clay for my brick-clad sauna. He was sporting a diamond sword and an iron helmet. I checked my inventory. My sword was iron and almost broken. [I]Oh shit.[/I] "WHAT IS THIS PLACE?", he inquired with intimidatingly large letters. "Finland." "OH YOU BETTER BELIEVE THAT'S A BANNU!" Kyoshiro smacked my shit with his powerful sword. The server was indeed laggy, and I had no chance of fighting back. Luckily, I was less than a quarter mile away from my home when I died, so I spawned back in my hut and ran out in his direction. I soon found him facing away from me and eating one of my steaks. He soon found me punching the ever living fuck out of that tin hat of his, sending him back to France without it. One food item was my loss for getting back my gear and gaining his, which included an impressive set of mint-condition diamond tools. Revenge was sweeter than a juicy, cooked slice of steak. I went back to Karlsson with the good news. I told him I had killed and looted some Korean dude who invaded our homeland. I tried offering him some of the tools, but he declined them. He left the server soon after. He probably didn't want to keep the stuff for himself and knew that I would definitely be using them later on. I checked out the dynmap page for the nearest town. It was a place in Russia called "Aperture". I set out on a journey, hoping to see a cool cave system with test chambers and a general portal theme throughout. Maybe even some players! What I found was very different from my expectations. It was like someone had snuck in and placed a volcano underneath their base, leaving behind a terrible and dangerous wreckage behind. It had been broken into and ransacked, with all its chests empty. There were a few craters here and there and there was lava pouring down from the cobblestone walls of the building. I headed home, with disappointment and night-time setting on me. A creeper got the best of me on the way and I never made it back home alive. I was too far away from home to get my gear back, so I just left all of it there. It would've been gone by the time I got there, anyway. I made some iron tools at home, waited 'till morning and started mining again. Karma wasn’t going to leave me feeling beaten, though. A man in chat wanted to join a faction. He was offered plenty of different groups, many of which were better than mine. I modestly advertised that I "had a little hut up in the north which I was going to expand into a village at some point". Out of all those other factions, Lars picked mine, and he was a great addition to Suomi! I even promoted him to an officer, making him almost my equal within the faction. He was a really cool guy and had plenty of tips and ideas for me. He helped me gather resources and build Suomi, yet didn't ask for more than shelter and food in return. Lars was absolutely fantastic. The first thing he did was build walls out of cobblestone surrounding the town, which I expanded to withstand spider invasions. Then he helped me plant trees inside the town walls so we didn't need to leave the comfort of our village to gather wood. All we had to do was plant a sapling after we were done and treat it with bonemeal. He helped me make a wheat farm as well, and we effectively switched from steak-based diets to bread-based diets. We mined, we built and we thrived together for a long time. He eventually had to leave, but promised me that he'd be back soon. And so, I was alone again. I examined the dynmap for another target for exploration. A faction by the name of "Vikings" had their home appropriately placed in Norway. I packed my inventory with boats, some food and an extra sword in case things got bad, and I sailed over to Sweden from the pier. I accidentally smashed my boat on to the coast, but I had another with me, so it didn't matter. When I got there, my expectations were regrettably met this time; a big ugly crater and some empty chests. I headed back and this time, I survived the onslaught of the children of the night. I docked at the pier and went inside to satiate my hunger. When morning broke, I added wooden pathways to Suomi’s little village. It was looking prettier with each day. Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, Kyoshiro had now traveled to Korea and set up camp there. He had made some allies and recruited a handful of members as well, so the possibility of a raid was strikingly plausible. I put the idea out of my head, though. The sheer size of the journey from Korea to Finland was so long that boredom would kill any raiders before hunger ever got around to it. Karlsson came back, and was very surprised to see the progress that Suomi had made. I told him I had help from a fantastic guy named Lars, who helped me gather plenty of resources and build walls around the city. We were back to the same routine, this time full of zeal. At the same time, tensions between Korea and Finland were rising. I had been annoying them constantly since I had nothing much to do in my town. I had said things like "OMG YOU GUYS HEROBRINE JUST CAME AND TALKED TO ME", to which the server responded with some sarcastic gasps and wows. "YEAH, HE TOLD ME THAT KOREA IS TOTALLY GAY!" Korea threatened me with nuclear war if I didn't stop mocking them, but I just laughed in their faces. They weren’t a very large threat, since traveling all the way from Korea to Finland would have required plenty of resources and planning, even more so if they planned to bring more than one person along with the journey. Besides, we had bows and arrows and strong city walls, so we could protect ourselves easily against raiders. Me and Karlsson kept playing without a worry in our hearts. And play we did. Plenty more loitering and messing around than anything else. We went to the sauna, we gathered useless ore, we planted some flowers along the pathways inside the walls and sometimes we just simply hung around and chatted. I had plans for extending the main building, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to make the basement or second floor first. A whole load of nothing happened during these few days, but Finland did get bigger and richer, though at a slower pace. Karlsson went offline, much to my disappointment. I would've thought that he'd stay on the server for longer, even just to humor me. But then, sure enough, Lars rejoined the server to play with me once more. I was absolutely delighted! His no-nonsense attitude would surely bring Finland out of the creative block that it had been in for the last few days! And boy oh boy, did he do just that. He announced that he had a friend who'd like to join my faction, and I naturally said yes, since this would allow me to expand my territory even further out into the world. My long lasting dream was to conquer Finland right up to its actual borders, which would look fantastic on the dynmap (I didn't know factions that large were impossible at the time, sadly). So, the newest addition to my family spawned in my house. Her name was Emily, and her avatar hadn't brought a coat to Finland. In fact, her avatar was wearing almost too little! A tank-top and short-shorts were not nearly enough clothing for the harsh, near-barren wasteland that was Finland. We were living next to a snow biome, after all! But I digress. She was a fine addition in every aspect. I jokingly told her to craft herself some armor for the cold, and we laughed at the notion. I finished the early makings of a basement after the night she had joined our ranks, so I asked Lars and her to help me move all our raw materials from the upper chest to the lower one. When we were done moving all our precious dirt, wood and cobblestone downstairs, I heroically told them that it was time we claimed some more land, oblivious to the fact that I hadn’t made Emily an officer yet. I shared with them their portions of steak and bread, which were eaten as soon as they were handed to them. I went out through one of two main doors and started claiming land. Lars and Emily didn't join me, but I went on anyway. I had a dream to follow, after all. Once I finally decided I had had enough conquering for the day, I turned around and went back home. Maybe I’d expand the walls a little and build some more houses. Suomi would shine far brighter than ever before! Then, mere feet away from my house, a series of unexpected events occurred, one after the other. A small text popped up in the chat telling me that Emily had left my faction. “Why'd you go and do that?", I asked her. Then, another message popped up, showing that Emily had hastily made a faction with the seemingly gibberish name “Ouio". “What are you doing?", I asked again. Then the chat said that “Ouio" was now an enemy faction. I wasn't angry. I was [I]fucking [B]furious![/B][/I] This woman had come into [I]my[/I] faction, [I]my[/I] home, eaten [I]my[/I] bread and steaks, slept in [I]my[/I] bed and lived underneath [I]my[/I] roof, within [I]my[/I] walls, away from the dangers that each night brought down upon us. Was [I][B]THIS[/B][/I] her way of repaying me? Oh, she was going to pay. Pay with her all her blood and possessions. She was going to [I]suffer[/I] for her treachery. That was when I spotted her waltzing out the door. That smug bastard had a gold sword in her hand, made most presumably from [I]my[/I] gold, too. In hindsight, I should've attacked her with my arrows, instead of flailing around with an iron sword. I had also forgotten about a certain server plugin that enhances PVP in various ways, one of which gives golden swords fiery properties. She quickly took my life and I spawned back at my home. Lars was nowhere to be found. I grabbed a stone sword from my chest and made my way out again to try and kill the traitor. When she saw me barge outside and make a run for her, she dashed out to sea with the the intent of swimming all the way around to the pier and walking back into town. I had probably injured her into a critical state in my enraged flurry, which caused her to choose this cowardly course of action. The chase became agonizingly slow in the water. I clicked and clicked and clicked away at her, but she was just a tad too far, only by several inches. She whipped out a loaf of bread (probably my bread) and started eating it, slowing her down by little, but not enough. She remained elusive all throughout. She eventually made it to the dock, hopped up on its wooden surface and made off with a sprint. I did the same and chased her to the open door of my house. Lars and her were inside, and I went straight for Emily, expecting Lars to understand and follow my lead. I wasn't sure how many times I managed to land a hit, or if had I even landed one, since the lag was so bad. I assumed that Lars was incredibly confused at the time, because he started attacking me instead of Emily in all the disorder and panic. I probably hit him a couple of times by accident. They both killed me, and I spawned right next to them. I died again, respawned and quickly and wrote: “She's the one you want, not me!" I frantically explained to Lars the situation in between my lapses of living, but Lars kept on killing me alongside Emily. If only Karlsson would have been there to help! Then, a small idea latched itself onto my mind. [I]Had Lars and Emily been planning this?[/I] Then, something went wrong. [I]I spawned in France.[/I] Lars had unclaimed the area where my faction home was set. He had effectively [I]thrown me out of my own home.[/I] I sat quiet for a moment, contemplating this fact along with the events of the day. I couldn’t tell if it was calmness or shock that kept me so silent. It was probably the latter. I had come to Finland, built a rickety shack, made friends, had the rickety shack turn into a modest but pretty town and then watched my friends brutally murder me and kick me out. A whole day playing Minecraft had been all for naught, and I still had trouble wrapping my head around the whole idea. “Why?", I asked him. [I]“The Koreans paid me off!"[/I] I didn’t understand. I just couldn't comprehend what had happened. I felt my heart sink so low it could’ve made a fleshy thud at the bottom of my soul. So, there I was, back in France. No home, no food, no gear and especially [I]no friends.[/I] I was tired. I quit the server, there was nothing left for me there. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Yet, the next morning, I was compelled to rejoin and go back to Finland by the hand of some strange, melancholic force. I fired up the game, connected to the server and spawned. I was greeted with a seemingly endless rain pouring down a darkened sky. I was all alone on the server. How fitting all of it was for such a sad journey. I began to walk towards what was left of “home”. When I made it there, my presence was welcomed with an eerie and bleak sight. The town was tarnished and wrecked, a shade of its former splendor. My chests had been looted, apart from the dirt in my basement. My pathway was ruined, most of my trees were chopped down. I don’t know why, but I took a screenshot. [IMG]http://i.imgur.com/D2t0F.png[/IMG] I never really realized how small the place was up until this moment. After all, there were really only two buildings, the main house and the sauna. It was by no means a town, let alone a village. The walls felt really cramped as well. Not to mention the whole flatness of the place. It could really do with some taller buildings. [I]I had plenty of work to do...[/I]

Either clan matches on BF2, or he first time I applied AA to cs:s, good times.

The first time I ever entered Ravenholm, back when I played the demo to death. The music and visuals make me feel all nostalgic now. Actually, the entirety of HL2 gives me that feeling. More recently I was playing a Gold round in Mass Effect 3 versus the geth on that map with the acid rain. It was me and one of my friends as Paladins, plus a krogan vanguard and an asari adept. We were all crammed into one building fighting off Prime after Prime, with all these tech bursts and biotic explosions going off everywhere. Finally, the last Prime explodes and the only thing to be heard is the sound of the rain. It was weirdly awesome.

-Playing the Halo 2 campaign with my friend from second grade. The Flood levels made us shit bricks if it was at night. -Taking turns beating Super Metroid with the same friend mentioned above -Beating Metroid Fusion -Ratchet and Clank 1-3, and Sly Cooper 1/2

Getting kicked out of a CS:S "clan" for "hacking" We were playing against each other for fun, on Dust 2. It came down to me vs the clan leader, and I was (and still am) awful at the game, and they all knew that. The only reason I was still in the clan (which has since died) was that I was one of the first members. Anyway, me being the noob I was, decided just to hide behind some boxes by Bombsite B. As I'm hiding, I hear footsteps. I had forgotten to reload, so I only had one bullet left, I pop up, and without even aiming, shoot, hit him in the head, and win. "WTF bro, why are you using hacks?" "I'm not." "Bullshit, you're clearly using aimbots." "If I was, don't you think I would have been doing much better than I did?" "That's what you'd want me to think. You're kicked out of the clan. Our rules clearly state we don't allow hacks." "You're joking, right?" "I'm dead serious." Then I got permabanned from the server. Looking back, the CL was a complete and total self-centered asshat.

Just remembered this, but the beach storming scene in Halo 1. felt so awesome mowing down all those aliens with the marines backing me up. And it was when I had the ancient PC, so that too was in eternal slow-motion. God, I have such fond memories of that game. Also, dogfighting in banshees in multiplayer. Man, that is like, the one game that's had the most memorable scenes in it for me.

Playing Daggerfall.

First LAN match at a cybercafe with friends. Was playing CS1.6, cs_dust2 4v4. Last men standing on each team was me and the best player of the group. i had a Deagle and an MP5 with a HE. the other guy has an AK with full health and is a frikkin beast. He solo'ed 3 of my mates at the bombsite, while I was stuck at the CT spawn crates. Then he cornered me, ready to unload his AK as soon as I peek out. I guessed that I'm dead at that moment, so I threw out the HE and rush to the double doors, taking him by surprise (he was like "wtf he just throw the nade like a flashbang"). The next 2 minutes were like a game of hide and seek, until I figured out a way to rush him from behind and spray my MP5 at the guy. From then on, I was known as the "backstabber". Still the best match I've ever played

The opening scene to Gran Turismo 4. Holy shit that music. I about jizzed myself.

Oddly enough, I think one of the most recent memorable moments for me came out of Bayonetta of all things. For a little bit of backstory: Way back when I was a wee babby, I came across a full set of tapes for Neon Genesis Evangelion in a video rental store. I rented the whole lot, essentially marathoned them, and loved every bit of it. I loved how the story started out pretty normal and then degenerated into madness. I loved how the series took the concept of angels and, without really changing them too much conceptually, made them horrifying aberrations merely wearing the trappings of glory we usually attribute to them like a mask. I loved how it toyed with the watcher by often having the most jarring, fucked up scenes right at the end of an episode, then cut immediately to an incredibly soothing rendition of [i]Fly Me to the Moon[/i] over the credits like it wasn't no thing. I loved how it didn't really care if I wasn't quite able to grasp the whole nature of what was going on, and in fact worked against me in that regard to get the point across that all this shit was bigger than I should be allowed to handle and it's probably for the best that I didn't. All of this shit. All of it. [i]Loved[/i] it. Cut to some time in 2010, when I rented Bayonetta on a whim and booted the sucker up. The prologue, while pretty neat, was fairly standard action game fare. Then we get to the graveyard scene. All of a sudden a nun is [i]punching angels in the face[/i], cracking their "skin" open to reveal that the majestic marble statue look they're sporting is just a disguise to hide the horrible aberrations they really are. The nun then turns out to be a magic user with guns strapped everywhere, the man she was "mourning" turns out to be a demon who set all this up as a sting operation against the holy, and they both get to work on massacring angels? Why? [i]Fuck you that's why[/i]. Maybe we'll tell you later. Maybe not. Get used to it. But for now take control of this crazy, reality defying ball of demonic madness and go do horrible things to angels. To the soothing tune of [i]Fly Me to the Moon[/i]. [i]Oh yes[/i], I thought to myself. [i]I'm going to [b]like[/b] this game.[/i]

Probably playing minecraft for the first time back in alpha/beta.

playing gmod for the first time. i'd give anything for the ability to experience gmod again like it was new.

Playing TF2 for the first time, when it came out. It was the first time in a MP game where I really started to use my brain. It was a case of "I just died because I stood somewhere obvious for snipers/disguised as a demo when the enemy didn't have any/assaulted a heavy+medic combo head on" rather that "I died because he had a better gun than me."

The first time I played TF2. I will never forget doublecross, and how the snipers used to piss me off. The final boss in Sonic Adventure 2: Battle [video=youtube;FXZl6F7utew]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FXZl6F7utew[/video]

Beating the China level in Sly Cooper 3. Good God I was happy.

I wouldn't consider it nostalgic memorable but I remember once I was playing Counter-strike Source and some random guy joined the server and in the most stereotypical nerd voice ever, proceeded to tell us about his fantasy of Princess Leia "mounting" Chewbacca, and continously reminded us that his favorite game was Magic the Gathering. God, I wish someone had recorded that.

I think that would be my first minecraft world. It was snow only, and I made a house out of dirt. I had no idea what to do, or how to craft things like tools, so I didn't have torches or anything.

I remember when I found out that they had introduced cave ambience to Minecraft, a game which I had up until then assumed to be completely innocent and carefree, apart from the crushing loneliness and paranoia when playing in single-player. Imagine playing on peaceful. You build a nice house and craft some torches and gear and go adventuring in to the thick, pitch black night. Imagine finding the gaping maw of a deep cave. A cave that descended into a dangerous abyss like someone had carved an ancient staircase into the foot of the mountain it was situated on. Imagine taking a few cautious steps inside and staring for a brief moment at the terrifying unknown. [URL="http://media-mcw.cursecdn.com/3/3d/Cave5.ogg"]The terrifying unknown calls out to you.[/URL]

First time i ever played S.T.A.L.K.E.R. I went head first into SoC with the AMK mod. I got blasted to bits in minutes by the helicopter. Then after that i remember wondering aimlessly in the garage. But the first time i went into agroprom underground. I shat my pants. Fucking controllers man. I skipped over clear sky and went head first into CoP Misery. The immersion was so intense I could not stop playing. I would just walk all around zaton for hours killing bandits and finding stashes. Jupiter was more linear for me but still had a great time. But pripyat tops the cake. The city felt like it should. Lifeless and dead. Too bad the story was short in pripyat. Wish there was more activity centered around the city.

Playing WoW for the first time when I was like 7 or 8. I remember at that time there weren't any dungeon teleports and everything needed to be discovered on foot or on mount and grinding was actually hard. Holy fuck did the world seem HUGE. Star Wars: Battlefront 1&2 was cool as shit to play in multiplayer. Fucking Jedi's. Ratchet and Clank had the most memorable singleplayer and characters.

First experience was when I was playing GoldenEye behind my parents back with my brother and sister. Then I converted to PC after my friend recommended a little game called The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind. Best 10 hour gaming session ever. I was so immersed that I lost all sense of time.

That level on Gorky Zero: Beyond Honor where you are gassed and you have to type in a special code that you only know by the sound the numbers make.

[QUOTE=Minimal;39215616]First time i ever played S.T.A.L.K.E.R. I went head first into SoC with the AMK mod. I got blasted to bits in minutes by the helicopter. Then after that i remember wondering aimlessly in the garage. But the first time i went into agroprom underground. I shat my pants. Fucking controllers man. I skipped over clear sky and went head first into CoP Misery. The immersion was so intense I could not stop playing. I would just walk all around zaton for hours killing bandits and finding stashes. Jupiter was more linear for me but still had a great time. But pripyat tops the cake. The city felt like it should. Lifeless and dead. Too bad the story was short in pripyat. Wish there was more activity centered around the city.[/QUOTE] every STALKER thread visitor in this thread is silently screaming at the fact that you played them with mods first.