Fallout 3: proof my conscience comes in shades of grey


Editor's note:
This was originally published far back in the mists of time (it was 2009). Having steered clear of the mess that is Fallout 76, I thought it would be a good time to revisit my experience of Fallout 3, a favourite among many lovers of the Mad Max fashion...

I was a latecomer to Fallout 3, but I always like to say better late than never.

It's probably safe to say Fallout 3 was a defining game for me as it firmly shifted me into being a PC gamer. Over countless hours, I immersed myself in the world of Fallout. It's a very dingy and broken world, like a run down and rusty trailer park, if trailer parks were full of Mad Max style people.

I was told by a friend that you can be a real asshole in this game. Such prophetic words. One of my first acts was to kill the sinister Mister Burke in Megaton (OK Coral style) steal everything on his body, then hack his boy to pieces. Why? Well, because Fallout 3 is one of those games.

After wandering about in the wasteland for a while I came across what looked like a cosy little hut. Inside a grey haired woman yelled at me and I remembered this was Silver, who the bar owner back in Megaton had mentioned collecting money from. I demanded the money but a small misunderstanding led to the use of force and me being 400 bottlecaps richer. Oh, and Silver was a bit more dead.

I often make a stop at the town of Arefu. There's a reason for this. When I first talked to the Sheriff about recent attacks on the town he reassured me that no one has died yet and asks me to check on the locals. I enter a house and find a dead married couple, their rotting corpses still there.

There is a bed, free for use. It's important to point out you can't just sleep out in the open or on a random stranger's bed in Fallout 3. Only select beds can be slept in because this is a Fallout game and shut up.

Being injured and everything, I would put aside my scruples and use their bed for a rest. Just for a night...

This has become a regular thing. The dead couple's home has become my air bnb.


More morally questionable antics to follow...

Related: Fallout 3: more proof my conscience needs a bit of work

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