Roles decide moods

By Lisa Lee Source:Global Times Published: 2016/7/11 14:48:00

I have known for a while that I suffer from "game rage." A condition similar to road rage where people easily get angry when driving, players who have game rage become irritable when playing video games.

Last week, I was playing a massive multiplayer online role-playing game (MMORPG). Like all the other games in the genre, it offers various roles for a player to choose from.

That day my role was a healer, who can add positive buff and heal other teammates in battles. The healer's running speed is slower than warriors' and magicians', so I was always left behind, and my rage broke out after I failed to heal a teammate and he died.

"What are you doing, running like a crazy dog to go to hell?" I typed on the screen to curse him. "Are you blind? You ran in another direction when you were dying instead of running to me?"

He did not reply, and sent a crying emoji to me, which made me even more annoyed.

In the next battle, I died first, only minutes after the battle started. I died during a mass brawl where all my teammates ran away when our enemies came toward us. Having just cast the healing spell, I could not move.

"Are you all pigs, or something even more stupid?" I yelled, then unplugged the power cable of my laptop.

The next day I played again and chose the role as a warrior. It was fun even though I died more times than when I played as a healer. In this role, I do not have to look after other people; I just ran and killed enemies freely. I did not curse anyone that day and did not feel angry at all.

Then, I realized the possible reason for my game rage could be related to the role I play in the game. When I play a supporting role, I feel exhausted and troubled, and when I can play freely without any restriction, I am happy.

That may be related to my personality in the real world. I am always in need of others' care and help as the youngest child in my family.

My parents and sisters seemed to live as the healers to support me and to make me a brave warrior. When I need to care for others, I become confused.

Realizing this, I have decided to learn to take care of others in the future. Maybe first in the virtual world, then in the real world.

This article was published on the Global Times Metropolitan section Two Cents page, a space for reader submissions, including opinion, humor and satire. The ideas expressed are those of the author alone, and do not represent the position of the Global Times.



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