Battlefield Bad Company: Now let me start this off with the fact that I love this game!  It is by far, my favorite online shooter.   I mean of course Halo 3, Call of Duty 4… are pretty good, although, I definitely prefer this one overall.  I don’t like WW II shooters and like a game that is somewhat in a realistic setting.  You have many options on what weapon kits you can use and there are just enough gun turrets, and vehicles to keep it interesting.  I recommend this game to you, although sometimes you might find yourself really hating this game.  Which gets me back to the point of this story… when you get stabbed to death like 40 times by the same gamer, for instance BestBudz99, during an online match.

My first game with BestBudz99 started out typical as with any other round.  But wait! Something is amiss right away.  I had run off to capture a flag, and then I turned the corner and SHANK! That’s right, I was dead, I was just knifed by BestBudz99.  Once I re-spawned back in, I brushed this off muttering “That lucky bastard”, and dash over to a building near the same flag all the while hoping someone from my squad, for the love of god, would spawn in next to me and help me out in taking this nearby flag.  There I sit backed into a corner with the tiniest bit o room for someone to spawn, and in comes BestBudz99 running like stealthy ninja at full speed and SHANK!  I might have said to myself at this point in time one the following phrases although I cannot be sure because I blacked out from the anger… MOTHER FUCKER! or DOES HE FUCKING HATE ME OR WHAT!? or possibly WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO TO HIM!?  Once I came to grips with what had just happened I ran back to the same area looking for some cool revenge.  I then ran through a nearby door way and SHANK!  By this point the curse words were flying randomly, I can’t remember too much other than I was sweating with anger.   At this point, the only thing that saved me from throwing my controller at my high end T.V. is the fact that I could not afford to replace it and I don’t want to go out like a sissy.  So after yet another spawn in, maybe on a squad member in the area by this point, I see my target BestBudz99 across the street.  He is far out of knifing range and he sees me too.  This time I have a fast bulleting shooting gun for a guaranteed quick kill but I can’t bring myself to use it.  I can almost hardly contain my excitement as I run up on him plotting some well deserved revenge.  He runs up to me with his knife drawn like me and SHANK!  I hear it, I finally knifed that Mother Fucker but wait I am dead and he is still running around.   Mystified, I look at the kill detail list at the bottom of my screen.. yup my name is there, rocktheconsole, with a knife next to it, but his name isn’t.  I ask myself at this point why o why was I soo damn determined to knife him?.. I should have just shot that bastard.. ahh but alas, that would not have filled the void of where my black soul used to be, before he cut it out with his knife.  The full round goes on and on like this over and over, my dead body.. his knife… Finally with a little bit of dismay I commend BestBudz99, he is the knifing king.

Ahh I love this game…  I will see you online BestBudz99 and if you are on the opposite team… you better watch your back!

Signed,
Rocktheconsole