Girl Gamer

My main circle of hell would have rap music playing constantly on a loop and everyone would be forced to play pre-patch LAIR while sitting on uncomfortable stools. (If you wanted a break from LAIR, you'd have to play Big Rigs: Over the Road Racing on PC *shudder*)

Smoldering smoke to where I cannot breath. Exploding my lungs, destroying my heart. I cannot live in this circle of pain that never ends. /emo

My own personal Circle of Hell would be to be forgotten by the world. Nothing worse than to never be on the minds of humans any more. Be it for good or bad, being lost to nothingness would be unbearable.

Main circle would be that of having to go through everthing you've ever done to hurt others. Feeling their pain and suffering included with your own. If you killed someone you'd feel the same pain you gave them, however it is that that person were killed. So if your blade pierced someone, you would feel it to and have that scar left on your forsaken flesh. No sorrow or forgiveness would ever be felt for your soul. You would be left with no one to love anything about you. Just wander the divine circle for all eternity reliving every wrong that you have done over and over again. Going mad would not even save you from this punishment.

hey it's the only thing i could think of

I'm sure I'm not eligible for this, but I'll share anyway...my ultimate circle of Hell would be having to battle every screeching five-year-old I've ever played on XBox Live...horrifying, yet strangly satisfying to slay them all.

ha...in the video I said mine was 'being a room surrounded by games and the wrong system, ie. room full of xbox games with only a PS3.

You know I do!

Being stuck for eternity with only people from VH1 Reality Shows. I'd be king among idiots, but, they'd all have STDs and I'd feel lonely.

Ultimate circle of hell... Hmm... Being stuck being extremely old, without being able to move without pain, coughing the whole time, extremely shakey hands, wearing diapers, almost blind even with glasses on, without being able to taste anything nor recognize any other scent than that of your own oldness, not being able to listen at anyone, being cold the whole time, always shivering... In an empty room with nothing but screens on the walls that project scenes of your own mind, reminding you all that you have lost through life, all the friends and relatives who died and you'll never see again and all that you were able to do or play and can just watch now... Without being able to remember what you just watched because of your own oldness, and looking at it again... and again... and again... and again... Silently standing in the middle of the room because you can't move or sit without help and pain all over your body, nor being able to sleep. Forever...

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It would be lack of thumbs. How can I play without thumbs? Prosthetic appendages wouldn't work here. Oh, but my hearing would still be great, this way I could be told off [screeched at] by people ages 12 and under while trying to lick the left stick on the controller while mumbling into the headset... damn, I'm actually cringing as a I type this.

I've often thought about how hell is described via the bible and always thought what if what you're seeing and feeling isn't actually happening to you. I know walk with me a second. What if you are in a dark black pit but the fire and hellish feelings you feel are being projected in your mind. Which your mind thinks is real and so you feel a burn yet don't burn up. You feel pain but don't die. Interesting?

Ok my hell would be watching the people I know die in front of me and the cause would be because of me. Some little thing I did or did not do. SO that but on repeat of eternity.

My Circle of Hell,
Down in the deepest darkest regions of hell would be an small overly crowded room that would oddly resemble my gaming room. It would be emminating a horrid smell of dead fish and nacho cheese as if someone left a week old tuna melt under the couch. The wall would be dripping with sweat because the room is over crowded with far too many of my not-so-close friends. All of them berating me on my poor performance in Contra 3 which I am trying my best to play but can't (btw Contra 3 is the best game of all time). I can't stop playing because my hands are fused to the controller and my eyes are stapled open. While I misserably fail at every attempt at this game, I have to be constantly nagged to do chores by my mom while my girlfriend, all my ex-girlfriends, go on about every time I neglacted them for this game. And you ask why I am in this absolutely horrible place, well it was when the time came to save the world from the Alien Menance I failed to fight aggressively. Oh for shame, my alien fighting skills were not good enough so I have to spend the rest of enternity working on them and never succeeded.

Intro to Contra 3
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C7OjDdMXhRA

This would be my circle of hell :P

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Ooo firstly - what a cool follow up to the article. SECONDLY HOORAY for including us Canadian Gamer folks! HUZZAH!!!!!

Thirdly - my 'main' circle of hell would have to be a lifetime in which i am unable to be creatively expressive. It would go against every grain of my existence to NOT be creative/artsy/expressive and I imagine that would probably make me fairly grumpy. I also think a world without laughter would be pretty crummy. But really, to thin own self be true.... oh the freedoms i enjoy. ;)

My circle of hell would have to be isolation. Being around nothing, having no one. Not knowing where I was, or what was to become of me. Complete darkness, but the inability to go mad or sleep...

My main circle of Hell... hmm...

After going through eight other circles full of saving citizens, endlessly climbing buildings to find view points, interrogations, collecting endless flags, and eavesdropping pointless conversations, My main circle would be getting to that kick ass part that gets your blood pumping, where you feel the excitement swelling in your veins, waiting for that awesome ending....Just to be left with a wall of useless, non relevant squiggles. And then, on top of the stupid squiggles, having to do all of the repetitive and mundane things ALL OVER AGAIN, to have the SAME THING HAPPEN... no end...forever and ever, just a total and complete endless cycle of suck...

And I meant no harm to anyone who knows what games this is about, I love them both but DAMN... That feeling I got at the end of AC1... I wanted to strangle someone for a better ending... It left me mad for like a week...

so who were the lucky winners afterall?

Agreed with Waffles... Who are the winners??

curious as well. :D

...the world may never know