The one wrong part of that plan was when he said your dead spouse was "collateral damage" with no sense of sorrow or sadness in his voice or manner..
That just got him one fat zero in my book.
The one wrong part of that plan was when he said your dead spouse was "collateral damage" with no sense of sorrow or sadness in his voice or manner..
That just got him one fat zero in my book.
I do not want a child of any sort in the game.. Especially not a synth..
But no.. NO kids for me.. period.. I'll bet we don't get a choice in that either do we?
You absolutely do get a choice.
You can 1) adopt him, 2) ignore him, or 3) consign him to the flames (if Brotherhood)
I didn't want to join the Brotherhood but maybe I will now.. -g-
Wait! You can do that? Leave him there in the museum and they would not go to the Sanctuary, you can still build up the Sanctuary and reach the Institute?
I did just that first quest and they went to the Sanctuary, but did not help him any further in the current play and did not become a MinuteMan.
It would be nice not to have them around, because I plan on Synth-colonies instead of humans.
"I hated finding "daddy" in Fallout 3, and I don't like finding "son" any better. It makes me wonder if the writers at Bethesda have completely lost all sense of imagination.
What is next? "Finding sister/brother/grandma/aunt"...eye roll.."
I didn't mind the initial scenario in F3 nearly as much as I did in F4 for some reason.
I think it's that everyone has the experience of being a teenager and away from home for the first time. It's generally a time when your options open out. Instead of having to do what your parent(s) say, you can go where you want to go, do what you like ... make a name for yourself. That's reinforced by the transition from the orderly and carefully monitored environment of the vault to the wasteland with no-one but an eyebot so far as the eye can see. I mean sure, you want to find your dad at some point, but he's a grown man and can look after himself and ... oh look! Shiny!
In contrast, looking for a stolen baby is (emotionally speaking) very much a narrowing of choices. Nothing ought to matter compared to that imperative.
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