Fallout 3 Diary: Day 13 [ November 25th, 2008 ] Posted in » PC, Xbox 360, computers, gaming
I’m playing Fallout 3, and it’s captured my imagination like few other games have. So instead of writing about the game in a standard “journalist” way, I want to capture my impressions in a more “immersive” way. Every time I fire up the game, I can’t help but envision myself as a survivor of a post-nuclear world. How would it feel to roam the wastelands? How would I respond to the strange, terrifying, and brutal world? Would I choose to remain faithful to God? Or would I respond to the horrors around me by becoming a monster myself?
All of those reactions are captured in these diary features.
Today was a hard day.
I had a long hike today. Frankly I never thought I’d make it. I ran out of water a few clicks back, and I am starting to feel the heat of that thing the upworlders call “the Sun”. I have to admit, I miss the comforts of the vault. Living underground wasn’t great, but at least I had food and water.
Eventually I made it to a place called “Germantown police HQ” I’m not really sure what that means, but it looked like I might be able to scavenge for some parts. That was a mistake. Instead of finding parts, I found supermutants. With clubs. Why must supermutants always have clubs? With nails?
It took some work, but I found through trial and error that my shotgun was pretty effective. It only has 2 rounds, so I have to let them get pretty close before I squeeze off a few rounds. I’m glad my dad taught me how to shoot back in the Vault.
In many ways today was the most disturbing day yet - I hacked into an old computer terminal. Looks like it was an old abandoned medical facility for people immediately following the nuclear blast. I found myself surprisingly disturbed by what I read. For some reason it made all of this miserable wasteland feel more personal. All those people who died. Are we humans destined to kill one another for ever? Am I destined to kill people to survive?
Today was a hard day.
