
Hear that boiling noise? That curse word uttered through clenched teeth? That’s a frustrated gamer, kids.
In gaming, frustration builds to either a controller being thrown across the room or a game disc being snapped in two, left to fester under the entertainment center like Dust Bunny Prime. These moments occur when faced with insurmountable odds, usually a rush of Nazis, zombies, demons, or anthropomorphic mushrooms that turn the game into a mess of button mashing or hurried strategy. It sucks, sure, but getting through the chaos offers the satisfaction of beating the odds and turning the virtual tide (and, usually, 10 achievement points).
In rare cases, though, it offers a unique joy. A moment found in certain games that recharges the batteries better than any can of Bawlz guarana drink ever could. That special moment is the Tank Level, where frustration turns to elation and s**t blows up to the solitary cheers of the gaming enthusiast.