Gaming Horror StoriesOctober 31st, 2008 by Brittany
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It’s that time of year again.
Yes, it’s time to don your best costumes, run from door to door demanding candy, then run home to sit comfortably on your couch and get some late-night levels of Dead Space completed, or make some time for Silent Hill. At Girls Don’t Game, it’s time to conjure up horror stories from the vaults of our minds. I’ve started it off–what we need is for you, the reader, to comment with your most horrendous gaming moments.
For the faint at heart–don’t venture forward. Instead, visit Barbie.com, if that’s more your speed…

We’ve all been there. We’ve all sat in the lobby listening to some wannabe rapper spouting lines about popping caps in people’s (fill in the blank), or that kid who isn’t even old enough to be in the game to start with. And some of us have even endured hounding from members of the opposite sex hoping to get some pictures or voice chat for their trouble.


After finally obtaining my Xbox 360 this past May, I was instantly entranced by the achievement system put in place. Having witnessed friends racking up points for their gamerscore, I always knew it was something I’d be quite interested in. With every new game purchase, a door was opened to the potential of a usual 1k of gamerscore to be added to my online persona.