After hours of playing the masochistic gamer's favorite - Dark Souls, and ofcourse, dying and dying and dying and getting
raped by that dragon on the bridge and dying and dying and dying and dying and dying...
Did I mention you die a lot in this
game?
Anyway, after a while of playing Dark Souls, encountering seemingly impossible boss fights, losing thousands of souls over dying and
even starting a
new character because your previous one had shitty statistics, you start to become REALLY rude and mean to everybody due to the built up madness caused by the above reasons, and when you finally manage to get through and feel immense joy, the
people you offended might not share your joy.
Remember kids: Dark Souls is
bad for your mental health.
Frank: Hey Joey, wanna go out for some
pizz--
Joey: OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M TRYING TO
KILL THIS
BOSS!?
Frank: Geez! calm down! I think you might be developing the Dark Souls Syndrome!