Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Fallout 3 (or, as expected, OCD in disk form)

I'm addicted again. Along with the 150plus hours I spent playing Oblivion, a fair few of which was spent arranging my magical swords and armour in my castle, I've got the collecting bug again. Fallout 3 is simply brilliant (also broken in many ways, but we'll ignore most of that) and has me traipsing around another online world collecting things.

(spoilers ahead - maybe)

I've played through once, saved the world and all that, so now starts the serious business of finding things, unique items, sets of armour and so on. Luckily (or perhaps not) the game is full of easter eggs, like the Rube Goldberg machine, the crashed alien spaceship and the dog to keep me going.

Having played through as goody two shoes (no really, someone in the game called me that), it seems to be much easier to just kill everyone and steal all the cool stuff, so that is what I am doing currently.

Still, I wince occasionally when I make it back to my flat in Tenpenny tower and look at all the loot I've accumulated (I've arranged it on the shelves...).

Ah well.