Michael Radiatin’? More like Michael Radiated.
RPS Feature A Fallout 4 perma-death diary, day 11
RPS Feature A Fallout 4 perma-death diary, day 10
RPS Feature A Fallout 4 perma-death diary, day 9
You voted that I swim out into the poison sea, to find out what lies beyond the water. I’m afraid I can’t honour that.
RPS Feature A Falling Out
In the third and final part (parts one and two here) of my attempt to be as arbitrarily cruel and murderous in Fallout 4 as I can, I – well – fail. Am I a person who can’t be a dick in this game, or is this a game that just won’t allow me to be a dick? My concluding thoughts are below. Clearly there are ample spoilers throughout.
RPS Feature Pip-Bastard
I’ve decided to play Fallout 4 [official site] as a complete prick. Just killing indiscriminately, to see what might happen. Knowing Bethesda’s propensity for adjusting to a player’s approach, I wondered if this might bring out aspects of the game missed by the goodie-two-shoes reviewers before me. As you might imagine, that means this contains spoilers from the off.
In part one I successfully took out the Brotherhood Of Steel’s small enclave in Cambridge. This time, things start to get a bit… weirder.
RPS Feature A permadeath diary.
Continuing a perma-death Fallout 4 diary, in which I begin with absolutely nothing other than a plan to to voyage around only the outermost periphery of the world.
Eastward ho, then. I crawl along the edge of the Fallout 4 [official site] world, some unknown force preventing me from heading any further North, but despite this strangeness it’s quite pleasant. It’s not obvious from here that the apocalypse ever happened. Here, it’s just quiet woodland. No leaves, admittedly, but it could be Autumn. A November ramble through the outer wilds of New England. No guns, no radiation, no factional warfare, no stuffing backpacks with old tableware and electronics. Just me, my bare-ass and the land.
RPS Feature A Fallout 4 diary, day 1
Beginning a new diary series, which will end upon my character’s first death.
I have already played through Fallout 4 [official site]’s campaign, which led me through a great many places in the central area of its large Massachusetts map, but only a handful on its periphery. There is so much more still to see, but I’m increasingly finding that my level 30 character suffers from usual Bethesda game curse of premature godliness, and fear that further exploration would simply mean routine clean-up. So, time to start anew, and add fresh spanners into otherwise over-familiar works.
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RPS Feature War's changing for me
RPS Feature Episodic
An envelope arrived in the post this morning. Thick, stuffed with books. Diaries, in fact. Someone has sent me Gordon Freeman’s diaries from the last eight years. I don’t really know what to do about this. I mean, this is obviously big news, but this is also someone’s private life. But what if it was Gordon himself who sent them? What if he wants the… the misery therein to be exposed?
I’ve decided on a compromise. I’m going to publish some extracts, picked almost at random from the lot. If Freeman wants them taken down, he can get in touch and we’ll honour that right away.
RPS Feature A Metal Gear Solid Virgin's Phantom Diary, Day 8