The wasteland is a harsh place...

Fallout 3 is probably my favorite game of all time. If you've never heard of it, it's an action RPG made in 2008 set in a post apocalyptic washington D.C. There's a huge world to explore, and every time you play it, you'll have a different experience. So here I document the adventures of my low level character, Joedan. I'll be getting killed by ghouls, getting killed by raiders, getting killed by super mutants, and getting blown up by mines. Probably.

Saturday, 9 February 2013

The adventure... begins.

My character.  I'm rethinking the hockey mask.
Just a normal day in the wasteland.
A cleared out armory in the middle of nowhere.  I equip my assault rifle and slowly saunter out of the base.  This is where the adventure begins.  Why?  Because I can't be bothered to create a new character, that's why.  My fallout adventurer is called Joedan (The name I use for all my ingame characters) I am a level 5 character, with a high speech, barter and small guns skill.  I have some decent guns that i've collected in my short time playing.  I'm adorned in talon merc armor that I picked up after an encounter with two people from said faction (Did not end well... For them.  I plucked the worn hockey mask from a defeated raider.   I'm a tactical commando.  I can talk myself out of trouble, but I can handle myself in a fight.  Over the weeks and months, I will document my adventures in the vast capital wasteland of fallout 3.  There will probably be a lot of deaths.
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