Bloodlust
05-29-2007, 09:12 PM
I've had boundless bad luck getting Guitar Hero 2, and as a result I wish for one of the two songs I requested (Lost - Haji's Kitchen, The Invisibles - Tendril) to be in Rock Band to make my experience better after all this crap.
Dramatic? No. This all happened, and you're going to feel it.
In early April, I was ecstatic about Guitar Hero 2's release for 360 -- my favorite console. We're in Florida on vacation, so naturally I figure the stores will have it around the Jacksonville area. We look every day for seven days, then when we get home we look all around, no luck. Later in April, dad goes to Florida again. He looks everywhere every day for 5 days.
No luck.
So finally, four days ago, Saturday... The 26th. We go to a Walmart and find nothing. There's a broken Guitar Hero demo that I was longing to play.
So we make a trip around another Walmart to EBGames. I see my beauty sitting in a kiosk, she's living, breathing, she's guitar hero 2 in the flesh. I tell my dad to go pick one up while I wait for a kid to finish up a song on easy. He gets it by the time I start playing... My song of choice? Madhouse on Expert. I can hear people behind the counter going "Man, I can't do that", some kids about my age come in, one of them whispers "woah, dude's on expert". I finish the song with a score of 182,000.
I walk out, GH2 in hand, and one of the girls who was watching cheers, "Woo, yeah!" I felt great!
So we get home...
I put GH2 in my 360 and get the ring of death instantly. I expected this and had a fix.. the famed towel trick (it works), so I do it until it's got an overheat error, and turn it off for fifteen minutes.
I turn 360 on and enjoy hearing it start up, but in the upright position it's slower for some reason, so I turn the 360 on its side and hear a grinding noise from hell. I take out the disc... can this be it? I see a circular battle scar on it! No!
I wipe it off with a cloth, put it back in and start playing. I make it through 19 songs on Expert, and then it resets! For the next few times it won't continue beyond 19. Eventually, I get the next two songs done. Then, the unbelievable happens: The 360 itself breaks up -- every game freezes and gives errors, the screen changes or looks weird.
I am saddened.
But unbeaten, I continue to my salvation: The internet!
I download the previous version of Frets on Fire, equip it with a few of my custom songs, favorites, such as Master of Puppets, Battery, Stone Cold Crazy, and Orion by Metallica plus Wake Up Dead by Megadeth. I get the 360 controller working on my Mac, and I'm happy. It's a bit harder because it's raw and unpolished. But I beat it with a fairly good score.
I was up until 6 AM Monday Morning playing Frets, no sleep at all. That's how much I miss my beloved guitar hero. I had waited three months since my PS2 gave out its final death throes... I had waited that long to get some Hangar 18 action! ...Of course, I didn't download it for Frets... The GH experience was what I wanted.
I played it a bit today, Tuesday, gave a demo to my aunt who wanted to know what the guitar was doing plugged up to the Mac... That stuff.
Then it goes horribly wrong.
My two year old nephew has a dad that is a slob, a pig, a jerk, an idiot, a crude, vulgar man. Apparently, he likes peeing on things as a result. He had threatened to pee on me before -- with his pants on -- so I was generally unphased by such.
This time was different.
He takes off the diaper he was wearing fresh out of the bathtub, starts jumping on my bed and stuff. It's a big bed, king size, he'll be fine. I'm not bothering him. I do, however, shout for his mother. She's apparently deaf, stupid, and slow. Out of nowhere, I hear my other, eleven year old nephew shout, "Dude, he's peeing on your guitar!", I whip around to see pee flying all over my beautiful and treasured GH2 controller. Complete with custom Ace of Spades sticker and Apple logo. I watch in horror -- for it is all I can do.
It is at this point that I disown him as my nephew, and am saddened by the loss of a hero.
I wrap it in a washcloth, carry it by its strap... Take it down the same stairs where I brought it up just four days ago. I see my father getting some ice, and tell him what had happened. He looked like you had just cancelled walker, texas ranger. He couldn't believe that the game I had gotten but four days ago was broken, and the controller now pee-covered.
...
I take it to the garage, the same place where I first opened it on our pool table in high hopes of enjoying Hangar 18.
With a sigh, I lay it in its final resting place. I say, "For the gods have damned ye to the abyss... Rest in peace, my sweet prince..." It is done. I then look forward in Spartan fashion, and in a classic Slayer moment shout, "GOD HATES US ALL". It is finished.
This was a tale of high hopes, broken dreams, and a ton of pee.
So I beg of you, Harmonix, for all the trouble I went through with your various products, and for all that I've been through with my new Xbox 360 as well as my PS2... The bad karma that has afflicted me... One of the songs I suggested as a bonus must get in. It is all I have left at this point. The hope to play Lost or The Invisibles later this year, on possibly my new Xbox 360 Elite.
I feel as if I am broken today.
Dramatic? No. This all happened, and you're going to feel it.
In early April, I was ecstatic about Guitar Hero 2's release for 360 -- my favorite console. We're in Florida on vacation, so naturally I figure the stores will have it around the Jacksonville area. We look every day for seven days, then when we get home we look all around, no luck. Later in April, dad goes to Florida again. He looks everywhere every day for 5 days.
No luck.
So finally, four days ago, Saturday... The 26th. We go to a Walmart and find nothing. There's a broken Guitar Hero demo that I was longing to play.
So we make a trip around another Walmart to EBGames. I see my beauty sitting in a kiosk, she's living, breathing, she's guitar hero 2 in the flesh. I tell my dad to go pick one up while I wait for a kid to finish up a song on easy. He gets it by the time I start playing... My song of choice? Madhouse on Expert. I can hear people behind the counter going "Man, I can't do that", some kids about my age come in, one of them whispers "woah, dude's on expert". I finish the song with a score of 182,000.
I walk out, GH2 in hand, and one of the girls who was watching cheers, "Woo, yeah!" I felt great!
So we get home...
I put GH2 in my 360 and get the ring of death instantly. I expected this and had a fix.. the famed towel trick (it works), so I do it until it's got an overheat error, and turn it off for fifteen minutes.
I turn 360 on and enjoy hearing it start up, but in the upright position it's slower for some reason, so I turn the 360 on its side and hear a grinding noise from hell. I take out the disc... can this be it? I see a circular battle scar on it! No!
I wipe it off with a cloth, put it back in and start playing. I make it through 19 songs on Expert, and then it resets! For the next few times it won't continue beyond 19. Eventually, I get the next two songs done. Then, the unbelievable happens: The 360 itself breaks up -- every game freezes and gives errors, the screen changes or looks weird.
I am saddened.
But unbeaten, I continue to my salvation: The internet!
I download the previous version of Frets on Fire, equip it with a few of my custom songs, favorites, such as Master of Puppets, Battery, Stone Cold Crazy, and Orion by Metallica plus Wake Up Dead by Megadeth. I get the 360 controller working on my Mac, and I'm happy. It's a bit harder because it's raw and unpolished. But I beat it with a fairly good score.
I was up until 6 AM Monday Morning playing Frets, no sleep at all. That's how much I miss my beloved guitar hero. I had waited three months since my PS2 gave out its final death throes... I had waited that long to get some Hangar 18 action! ...Of course, I didn't download it for Frets... The GH experience was what I wanted.
I played it a bit today, Tuesday, gave a demo to my aunt who wanted to know what the guitar was doing plugged up to the Mac... That stuff.
Then it goes horribly wrong.
My two year old nephew has a dad that is a slob, a pig, a jerk, an idiot, a crude, vulgar man. Apparently, he likes peeing on things as a result. He had threatened to pee on me before -- with his pants on -- so I was generally unphased by such.
This time was different.
He takes off the diaper he was wearing fresh out of the bathtub, starts jumping on my bed and stuff. It's a big bed, king size, he'll be fine. I'm not bothering him. I do, however, shout for his mother. She's apparently deaf, stupid, and slow. Out of nowhere, I hear my other, eleven year old nephew shout, "Dude, he's peeing on your guitar!", I whip around to see pee flying all over my beautiful and treasured GH2 controller. Complete with custom Ace of Spades sticker and Apple logo. I watch in horror -- for it is all I can do.
It is at this point that I disown him as my nephew, and am saddened by the loss of a hero.
I wrap it in a washcloth, carry it by its strap... Take it down the same stairs where I brought it up just four days ago. I see my father getting some ice, and tell him what had happened. He looked like you had just cancelled walker, texas ranger. He couldn't believe that the game I had gotten but four days ago was broken, and the controller now pee-covered.
...
I take it to the garage, the same place where I first opened it on our pool table in high hopes of enjoying Hangar 18.
With a sigh, I lay it in its final resting place. I say, "For the gods have damned ye to the abyss... Rest in peace, my sweet prince..." It is done. I then look forward in Spartan fashion, and in a classic Slayer moment shout, "GOD HATES US ALL". It is finished.
This was a tale of high hopes, broken dreams, and a ton of pee.
So I beg of you, Harmonix, for all the trouble I went through with your various products, and for all that I've been through with my new Xbox 360 as well as my PS2... The bad karma that has afflicted me... One of the songs I suggested as a bonus must get in. It is all I have left at this point. The hope to play Lost or The Invisibles later this year, on possibly my new Xbox 360 Elite.
I feel as if I am broken today.
