Well, leaving the Vault and looking out across the Wastes was one of those holy [censored] this-game-is-going-to-be-awesome moments for me.

Another one of my favorite FO3 memories was my first time in the Dunwich Building, I about pooped my pants and in fact peed a little when I first went in there. But after playing through Dead Space 2 the Dunwich Building is actually quite pleasant, relaxing, even.

I saw the game before owning it from a friend, hell he did 'The Power of The Atom' quest without me so much as giving a damn about the game and yet leaving the vault really made me think the same as you, even Megaton looked different from what I remembered from when he was playing it!

I don't think I'll ever forget when I went North-West-ish of Megaton to D.C. and saw some Mirelurks coming out of the Potomac with a bunch of ruined buildings nearby (I don't think I've been back there properly to see what it's called), boy I ran fast and didn't stop until I got to D.C. which is a whole other story. And the Dunchwid building scared the hell out of me.........

As all of your topics.

They're like the oasis on these forums.

Ill try keep it up

Good.

I'd have 2 say it was my 1st encounter of dogmeat after having 2 redo my 1st character a few times. It was so refreshing 2 have a companion although it took sumtime getting the hang of keeping him alive. He died so many times trying 2 keep me alive(damn those miralurks)!

Probably playing this game on Christmas day, reaching Megaton and getting lost in that small town. I looked at the enormous game map and got so overwhelmed that I quit playing for about a month. When I finally got back to playing in January, FO3 became one of my favorite games of all time.

my favorite memory is running out of raven rock and seeing it blow up behind me and seeing the death of the enclave.

Blasphemy!!

"Come out, come out wherever you are!" and "Stop hiding!"

I love Muties. Gawd they make me laugh.

Just playing through the game for the first time. I was hitting five-six hours a day at one stage.

The first day I started playing, when I started exploring the Wasteland. Just so many cool things hidden throughout the Wasteland.

Definitely Oasis! I had hard time finding it, I got the coordinates earlier but still didn't find the narrow path leading to it.
This place really felt like a heaven in the middle of nothing and it had great backstory.
I spent many in-game days there.

First time I exited the vault. Best memory ever, it's also a feeling you can't ever recreate.

Got sick and tired of Skyrim and The Elder Scrolls as a whole, and now having a blast going through FO3 again. Will eventually finish my New Vegas character I started a long time ago (over 200 hours invested on this one alone)

Can't wait to see how FO4 pans out.

metro exploring!
and getting the platinum trophy ^^

If you want an enormous map, check out Morrowind. It is so large that after two or three years my character had only discovered 75% of it. It is huge compared to Oblivion, FO3, and Skyrim.

My favorite memory in Fallout 3 is when me and three companions fast traveled into Takoma Park and landed in the middle of a Talon Merc patrol. Well, they started shooting, and we started shooting, then their robot cut loose with a bunch of rockets. I kind of stood where I landed and was making Fraps movies as my companions did their thing. Then the cars started exploding, and the robot kept blasting with the rockets, so I jumped into the fray, taking out what was left of the robot with four shots of my A3-21 Plasma Rifle. Then after the cars settled down, the girls finished off the last Merc. “I’m down,” he said as he as they finally killed him.

First playthrough, leaving Vault 101, and just walking through Springvale with no music on, just listening to the sounds of the wasteland, panicking every step thinking I was going to be ambushed.

The national museum. The atmosphere when going in that vault reproduction. Everything is quiet, Im concentred to next sound of steeps or mutant voices and then those robotic museum voices acting suddenly and speaking about the vault when Im sneaking...

Those small details make me day.

There are so many.

Meeting a Mirelurk for the 1st time, back in the days when you are fighting for your life with hardly any bullets or knowledge. Like, what the hell is that?

Being in some epic battle getting the cr*p beat out of me, in serious trouble all wounded with multiple enemies closing in and words on the screen appear "you are no longer well rested"

Similar fighting a big group of raiders in a horrific post-apocalyptic setting with Eden on the radio talking about the significance of baseball.

Going to Point Lookout and thinking "hey I quite like it here! I'd like to live here for a while"

Getting way into a character. E.g. thinking "my character likes wearing prewar clothes while hanging about in Megaton"

Setting my character to auto-run, zooming out a bit and watching her making her way across the wastes. Feels like you are her on some level, and on another level the protector of your character, the super-ego or something.

Exactly this. I'd just come from Oblivion where everything was happy, jolly and colourful and the landscape was a huge (but good) surprise.

Well said. Sad violin music in the background, sun just rising and my character having a good old-fashioned gun battle in the wastes = priceless.

Indeed, I would have to agree - that and exploring Springvale for the first time. I sat observing the EyeBot for 10 minutes, not sure if I should approach or not, hehe

My favorite memory would probably be my first playthrough as a whole, it was just so pure and awesome, after that, and playing the first 2 games it was never as good.

But if I had to choose it would defiantly be the first time you exit the vault, the music, the desolated wasteland, probably the best part of that game.

this is also the last time you will see me say something nice about Fallout 3, that said it will always have a place in my heart as the game that introduced me to Fallout.

Here's another one. Coming across the Chinese propaganda radio signal. A voice from the past...."Meanwhile the Waahl Street Gang and their HANGERS-ON live like kings!"

You're standing there 200 years later listening to this and looking at the broken world.

Walking along the beach in Point Lookout. It was about 6 in the morning, the sun just coming up, over near Blackhall Manor. I started to walk up the dunes and suddenly the thought came into my mind "You know, I can almost smell the early-morning air". I've never been that immersed in any other game, or film for that matter.