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green_dreamsI played a bit of Fallout 3 on... Monday, I think. Touring the Capitol Wasteland and sticking my nose in abandoned factories to see what would bite it off. Would have gotten killed if it wasn't for Dogmeat, who single-handedly (pawedly? jawedly?) dispatched the feral ghoul reaver that was still doing just fine after being hit by a Nuka-Cola Grenade[1].
(Who's the best puppy ever? You are. Yes you are!)
He didn't even need healing afterwards. I paused the game and went downstairs to make startled noises at John.
Anyway. Had a bit of time before knitting tonight, and... eh, well.
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[1] The second most damaging weapon in the game, after a mini-nuke. "Imagine the look on your enemy's face when they're burning alive in an explosion of effervescent cola and fruit flavors!" Have said repeatedly that Fallout 3 is not a patch on F:NV, but dear god the dialogue sometimes. O.o
(Who's the best puppy ever? You are. Yes you are!)
He didn't even need healing afterwards. I paused the game and went downstairs to make startled noises at John.
Anyway. Had a bit of time before knitting tonight, and... eh, well.
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[1] The second most damaging weapon in the game, after a mini-nuke. "Imagine the look on your enemy's face when they're burning alive in an explosion of effervescent cola and fruit flavors!" Have said repeatedly that Fallout 3 is not a patch on F:NV, but dear god the dialogue sometimes. O.o
