I'll be completely honest, when the game came out I was kinda excited. I had one last shred of naivete left in me. I went in thinking "You know, maybe it won't be so bad. Sure I've spent the past two months ranting and raving about how bad this looks with my friend, but maybe I was wrong." So I waited excitedly for it to release at midnight. With high hopes and bright eyes I played the game. The opening was the first red flag, but I brushed it off. I made my character and my drop dead sexy husband and played along. I went along with the whole "you're entire character and backstory is laid out for you so you don't have to think" thing then the vault tec guy came. He said the thing I like "Just look at that sky out there!" and I picked my special..... hopes dropped more. Why was this entirely different from literally actually every Fallout game ever? "What ever" I said delusionally and pressed forward! After missing the underused Ron Perlman cameo I went and saw the whole part where the bomb blows up right in front of you. The wooden beam holding up my hopes was creaking. Then I instantly saw how evil the vault was. Didn't give a shit about my husband dying and questioned what the fuck was going on? Then things went OK for a while. Blah blah blah. THEN I got to concord. I thought "Oh hey, there's these guys are being attacked. I bet this'll be like the powder gangers and goodsprings where I can join the raiders if I wanted too!" I was wrong. Met Preston. Told him to go fuck himself. Then.... in complete mind numbing shock I got into the power armor, picked up a fucking mini-gun and fought a god dammed deathclaw. My hopes and dreams instantly fell and shattered into a million guhfillion pieces when the deathclaw died. I remember that moment very well. I sat there, with a big smile on my face laughing. I was in complete and utter disbelief as to what I was seeing. I still do that even now when I see people stupidly defending this game or when something really really stupid pops up. It's a special kinda laughter that comes with a feeling. A feeling of helplessness. That this is what Fallout has sadly turned into. And I can't do a damn thing about it. I'm left helpless as a masterpiece crumbles before my eyes. I have no voice, so I must laugh. I know what it's like to be The Joker now. Todd Howard is my Batman.