Exploding a super mutant head with my hunting rifle at only a 10% chance to hit. IT just felt awesome.
Yokomitsu said:Definetly the whole town of megaton, i went on massacre just killing anything that walked even the 2-headed cow![]()
The Shade said:I was just playing a while ago. New character (only lvl 6) and was facing two well-armed Raiders. I just had a 0.33%-repaired Hunting Rifle with a handful of ammo.
It took an agonizing number of shots to take down the first Raider, and he did a fair amount of damage to me before he finally went down. I had, I'd guess, about 4 hp left when I turned to the second Raider, who had full health, and was charging me with his Sawed-Off Shotgun.
The voice in the back of my head said, "So this is it? We're going to die." I realized I hadn't saved in far too long a time.
Lacking any Action Points, I quickly (and roughly) took aim at his head and hoped for the best, pulling the trigger. If I missed, not only would I be left with a single bullet, but the Raider had just finished his reload. It was now or never.
Almost instinctively, my thumb twitched upward at exactly the right time, because as I pushed "fire" it locked in perfectly. The Raider's head exploded with a satisfying one-hit mess.
The Wasteland was silent again, the Lone Wanderer standing there, haggard, over the mangled Raiders. All I had to say was this: "Fuck you."
Thank you. And welcome to the Escapist.Kraegnac said:The Shade said:I was just playing a while ago. New character (only lvl 6) and was facing two well-armed Raiders. I just had a 0.33%-repaired Hunting Rifle with a handful of ammo.
It took an agonizing number of shots to take down the first Raider, and he did a fair amount of damage to me before he finally went down. I had, I'd guess, about 4 hp left when I turned to the second Raider, who had full health, and was charging me with his Sawed-Off Shotgun.
The voice in the back of my head said, "So this is it? We're going to die." I realized I hadn't saved in far too long a time.
Lacking any Action Points, I quickly (and roughly) took aim at his head and hoped for the best, pulling the trigger. If I missed, not only would I be left with a single bullet, but the Raider had just finished his reload. It was now or never.
Almost instinctively, my thumb twitched upward at exactly the right time, because as I pushed "fire" it locked in perfectly. The Raider's head exploded with a satisfying one-hit mess.
The Wasteland was silent again, the Lone Wanderer standing there, haggard, over the mangled Raiders. All I had to say was this: "Fuck you."
I've been browsing in these forums for quite some time, but have never really bothered to register or even post anything.
However, when I saw this particular post (especially after reading some of the other ones..) I felt that I should register and reply, specifically to say that you've told a wonderful tidbit of story here. Reading this made me think that the Fallout games could be made into an excellent series of books, provided that they had the right author.
Anyway! Marvelous post!