also someone crawled through a window into my camp to use the workbenches and was just living in there? not hurting anything but being annoying?
so I fast traveled away and then moved my camp out from under them
pettiness seems the most appropriate thing to spend massive amounts of caps on in this dumb game, to be fair 👍
every time I play fallout 76 I like it less?
I'm currently level 27 and the difficulty curve did something weird around level 25- where previously I could snipe/headshot from stealth and get by just fine even against groups of 3-4 slightly higher level monsters, suddenly I'm having trouble against groups of level 16-22 monsters? I hit one and only take off like 20% health then like five more are on me instantly and I'm chain shooting stimpaks, and it's not much fun
and the economy is busted as shit so when I go to just buy bulk adhesive from a robot it's like 200 caps for enough to fix exactly one more item and there is no good way to get caps because each vendor only gets a maximum of 200 even if you buy expensive things from them and every item you sell is only worth like 3 caps anyway and you can't sell all your excess ammo and it weighs too much to hoard so you just leave it all over the world in fucking airline vomit bags
and then you go to move your base but the storage system is fucked so you can't recall the house (that you spent hours perfecting and decorating) easily so you go to rebuild it using the blueprint (that you hopefully thought to make) only for some reason it costs fucking aluminium to put together stored items from a blueprint and you don't have aluminum so back to square one
every fucking settlement and raider camp is full of corpses and holotapes (and not ancient ones like in previous fallout games but rather recent ones who survived the apocalypse only to die just before you show up) and it's incredibly depressing.
the world of fallout 76 is a funeral and you're there rooting through the corpses pockets and dumping out the flower vases scavenging for fucking aluminium for whatever reason
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