It's Friday! HOORAY! You're possibly still in your cubicle, or maybe you're out already, and lookin' to wind down before the weekend starts and you go out to get TURN'T. I got you covered, baby!
Ft. Elgen! Kellogg's hidey-hole away from wherever/whoever he works for. But the entrance is blocked. Thankfully there's some scaffolding on the side of the building, let's see where it leads...
|"Enlist now! Service guarantees Citizenship!"|
A few turrets here and there; I guess the Super Mutant Suicider there was the odd-man out. There's nothin' here of note.
|"MEDIC! I NEED A MEDIC OVAHEER!"|
Sick timely Team Fortress Two reference, aww yiss. Also a level! I put it in Medic because the 4th level of Medic makes it that Stimpaks heal like, 100% of your health and WAY faster. Which, on Survival mode is ridiculously slow right now.
|"And thus, began my descent into madness..."|
So I found access to the base via the roof. And it BEGIIIIIIIIINS. I exit the roof hatch inside on the 2nd floor, within a broom closet. And this is where for the next like almost 2 hours, I realized I was horrendously unprepared for this section of the game.
|"Overkill, much? Unless it's the Holy Grail rabbit, then fuck, nuke'im from orbit, dude."|
I possibly picked up this damn magazine like, 10+ times, after dying shortly afterwards. Just getting to the next bit took all of my frag grenades, and I only had 5 of them.
|"The creations will always rebel against the creators, beep boop bop zap boop"|
Lil shit went about and shot a few synths, then decided I was an issue. Of note; this protectron is probably plated with drop-forged steel, because when he decides to come back for me, he soaked up a TON of damage.
|"Died so many times in this spot. So many."|
Took out a few synths here; which confirms that Kellogg is working for the Institute. Synths seem to be resistant to my VATS shots, and because I haven't picked up that analyze perk yet, I'm unsure of what their exact weakness is. I do know that me walking around in Grognak's barbarian attire is the WORST tactical decision for a firefight with synths using energy weapons.
Thankfully I still have my upgraded vault suit AND some leather chest armor. It lengthens the time I'm still alive, but not by much.
|"Synth Patrol Leader in there. I've found TWO frag grenades, and it takes both of them just to whittle the sumbitch."|
Trial and Error could be the perfect way to explain this run. More Error than tryin', unless this is a trial by death affair, in which I passed that shit ACES gangbusters, because I died more times than Red Skull did, or any other Marvel villain who's known for dying and then coming back 5 minutes later, a sandwich & coffee in hand.
|"LOOT! PALPABLE LOOT!"|
Precious ammo! Though its mostly .38, and that's commonly used by pipe pistols/rifles, and I pretty much salvage those ON THE SPOT. Yes I know I might one day NEED to keep one on me because it'll be a great holdout weapon, but F that HOTTEST OF TAKES, I DON'T NEED NO DUPLO-LOOKIN' PISTOL.
|"And where were YOU." "BORF!"|
OH LOOK WHO SHOWS UP. Fallout 4's companion AI being what it is, pretty much the second I zoned in from the roof, Dogmeat was MIA. Only took clearing out the 2nd and first floor for him to show up for real. And I mean this, because the entire time I'm fighting, I can hear him off in the distance growling and antagonizing synths, but not actually DOING anything.
|"ICE to meet you."|
Kellogg thinks he's a funny guy. A comedian, and whatnot. We'll see how funny he is when I break him, and make him dead. And I mean SUPER DEAD. I'm gonna do things to his body dead. I'm gonna get RIBALD with his corpse. It'll be NASTY,
|"Protek ya nek!"|
I am, poster. that's why I'm festooned with guns! More synths and laser turrets around every corner. it becomes almost a cover-based shooter at this point, ducking behind heavy machinery and shooting while the synths reload at a sufficient distance that they still couldn't hit me, but I can't really hit them either. VATS is almost useless at this distance other than if my main goal is to waste bullets.
|"Energy Weapons in my bag. Bobblehead Swag"|
Yeah I know I used that joke last week. It's still FRESH and I know what's POPPIN' IN DEM STRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREETS.
Just a few more synths to get rid of, then maybe... just maybe...
|"Let me jack that up to 8, motherfucker."|
GOOD GRAVY YES. FINALLY. I kept getting the "Cannot sleep when enemies are nearby" message.
Death count: Fuck. I don't know. 15? 20? check below then you tell ME!
OK so this is sort-of a short entry but BONUS: I have the entire footage uploaded to my twitch page!
Footage cutout kinda halfway; don't know why, but oh well. I'll at some point collate both videos, and put them into 1 video on Youtube maybe? Who knows.
Anyways, thanks for the ridealong this week! Next week let's go find out how many times I die against Kellogg!
Questions? Comments? Inflammatory HOT TAKES to yell at me? Comment! Let me have it! YEEHAW!