It’s Monday and it’s time for Ask Kotaku, the weekly feature in which Kotaku-deliberate on a single burning question. Then we ask you to take.
This week we ask Kotaku: Have you ever been angry and thrown a controller?
Fahey
Although I never threw a controller, I was around someone who did. In fact, I helped him bring him into this world. My nine-year-old son, Seamus, broke two different TVs by throwing Xbox One controllers in their general direction. While I didn’t see it happening – the TVs were both in the children’s room – his twin, Archer, beat him on both occasions, which is bad from his brother’s point of view, but good from his parents’ point of view. view.
Interestingly enough, no throwing control was due to frustration over the game. I think the first time was because the Xbox controller ran out of batteries. This incident was followed by a long discussion about how it was cheaper to replace a few AA batteries than a $ 500 TV. The second time was due to the fact that the controller buttons were locked with a kind of thick child. Melted chocolate, sticky juice, possibly some mucus. All the reasons why I have my own controllers and I will not handle theirs without the anti-bacterial wipes.
Maybe it’s not so much about controllers as the catharsis of throwing things that upset you. I say that because Archer recently threw Alexa off our second-floor balcony, because we made him play “Cotton-Eye Joe” by the Rednecks too many times. Maybe I should stop making fun of children.
Alexandra
I never threw a controller, and honestly, I’d be scared if someone I played a game with suddenly got so upset that they started throwing projectiles. I would also be very unimpressed. Like, grab yourself, you make me feel judicious. (It’s not hard, of course.)
But I certainly had my own outbursts, just called back to 3 or 4 instead of 11. In my younger days I occasionally erupted with a frustrated explosion when I eat shit in some high stakes games. OK, maybe even more recently. In moments of great frustration I will go so far as to punch my right thigh on the right thigh with a modest level of strength. I don’t remember ever noticing bruises after that, but still, my foot isn’t worth it. Sorry, buddy!
Sometimes, when a game aggravates me and it’s not even at the level of the thigh abuse, I will tighten the controller very hard and I will start to turn each side in opposite directions, as if I were trying to destroy it. But as soon as the plastic starts to creak, I immediately withdraw, because my mother raised me too well to break the perfectly good gamepads. Damn things are expensive these days! Leaving that loaded piece of emotion before composing for another attempt is still good.
Zack
I gently tossed my controllers on a couch or bed, frustrated. I wasn’t trying to break them right now, just freeing myself from the game. However, and I’m going to blow up a family member, my brother threw some controllers.
An incident that stays in my mind happened when we were younger. Play something on the Xbox 360, possibly a Madden or a FIFA game and got annoyed. In a moment of rage, he tossed his controller around the room. We had wooden floors and the controller left a large forest, visible in the wood. The controller, shocking, was still working. The handles were cracked a little, but an adhesive tape fixed it. Another time he slammed the controller to the floor with such force that he jumped back into his hands, although the battery flew.
In recent years it has calmed down somewhat, which is good, because controllers are not cheap. I tried to explain to him that breaking the controllers wasn’t a great idea, but he didn’t care! The only rule I had was that he couldn’t play with my controllers. And he never did. Instead, he had a small collection of slightly broken gamepads, which suffered more abuse than a GTA Online NPC.
Lisa Marie
I treat my controllers with the utmost respect. I clean them regularly and keep them neat. I would never put my frustration on them. You are wild.
January
I’ve never been one for throwing video game controllers – especially with the prices I pay these days – but I’ve been around very … let’s say, passionate about my time at wrestling tournaments.
It’s not uncommon at events like the Evolution Championship Series to walk through the competitor’s area and hear a roar or scream when someone gets their ass. And although it didn’t happen near me, discarded tampons and arcade sticks do happen, though maybe not as often as in Coup community.
Don’t get me wrong, I totally understand. The frustration of losing to something you love, combined with the fact that another person has just eliminated you from an important tour, can expose the monster of anger in anyone. I would prefer people to count to 10 and breathe a little before they get upset, but as long as you don’t hurt anyone, do what you have to do!
How about you?
KotakuIt’s weighed, but what do you think? Have you entered the mode of complete anger or has a serene life of meditation and contemplation attenuated your lower impulses? Have your say! We will return next Monday to debate and debate another stupid issue. See you in the comments!
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