Fallout 76 is the primary online-only, multiplayer-focused entry within the post-apocalyptic collection. Given its huge measurement and ever-evolving world, as a substitute of a standard evaluation, we’ll run a collection of journal entries chronicling our adventures in Bethesda’s devastated model of West Virginia. Count on to see new entries each different day for the following few weeks. You possibly can compensate for them proper right here.
Appalachia’s amusement park just isn’t very enjoyable.
I in all probability ought to have predicted this, after all. Not one of the rides or video games are in working order, and even when they had been, there’s nobody round to workers them. As an alternative, the place is crammed with violent, scorched fighters. They’re hiding in stalls and crouched behind the horses on the merry-go-round. Somebody has even nailed a scorched corpse above a basketball internet. I clear them out as if it’s simply one other chore, and I at the very least discover some helpful provides tucked away behind the assorted video games and rides. For some cause, there’s an enormous stash of IV baggage.
I haven’t had a lot luck with this technique to date, however I resolve to as soon as once more take a look at my map and seek for anyplace that appears attention-grabbing. Towards the far west of Appalachia, I see a drawing of an enormous glass dome, which is probably some sort of observatory or analysis heart. It additionally seems to be surrounded by an virtually desert-like panorama, which appears loads totally different from the wooded mountains and small cities I’ve been exploring to date. I may undoubtedly use a change of surroundings.
As soon as once more, I set out for a protracted stroll. Alongside the way in which, I resolve to cease at Vault 76, the place this complete journey started. There are nonetheless just a few vault dwellers rising for the primary time, clad in pristine gold-and-blue jumpsuits. My very own outfit, a tattered pastor’s gown paired with scratched aviator sun shades, seems to be prefer it’s from a special world.
As I come up a hill, I spot a comparatively intact constructing. Then, I hear a voice. It’s not a screaming tremendous mutant or a useful Mr. Helpful robotic or one other settler in search of a commerce or a battle. That mentioned, it seems to be like a Mr. Helpful however painted a definite navy shade of inexperienced and with a helmet on its robotic head. It tells me its identify is Mr. Gutsy. It seems I’ve stumbled throughout a military base.
I head inside, anticipating to seek out extra scorched or feral ghouls to kill, however there are none in any respect. As an alternative, there’s a quartermaster, additionally a Mr. Gutsy mannequin, manning a reception desk. On the very least, it’s an excellent place to fill up on ammo, with bins of bullets sitting on seemingly each floor. I maintain pondering some sort of wasteland monster goes to come out and assault me, but it surely by no means occurs.
Upstairs, there are just a few small rooms, principally empty, however I discover one other Mr. Gutsy, this one apparently accountable for the bottom. It thinks I’m a brand new recruit, and it needs me to undergo fundamental coaching. First, I’ve to placed on some fatigues and a military helmet — which I discover within the abandoned barracks out again — after which it tells me to finish three automated coaching periods exterior.
Earlier than I head out, I learn by some information on the terminal laptop within the workplace. There’s a journal written by a former sergeant from again earlier than the bottom was absolutely automated. He was given the unenviable activity of coaching his robotic replacements. Issues… didn’t go effectively. The Mr. Gutsy group reprimanded a recruit by burning down his mattress, and a number of other budding troopers died throughout coaching. “We’re all utterly fucked,” the sergeant wrote, earlier than revealing that he’s pondering of settling down in a vault.
The coaching periods aren’t notably tough. In a single, I’ve to shoot just a few targets, one other has me racing by a fundamental impediment course. The strangest is a check of my patriotism: I’ve to discover the bedrooms of three youngsters, after which decide which one is a communist. However earlier than I can enter the info, I hear an alarm. My Pip-Boy laptop alerts me to the truth that a nuclear missile is about to launch. On my map, I may even see the place it’ll land. It’s one thing utterly new to me, so I resolve to go towards the bomb to catch a glimpse.
I solely have two minutes to get there, so I dash, which isn’t straightforward to do up a closely wooded mountain. I’m slowed down even additional when a pair of large mole rats burst out of the bottom and assault me. Sadly, this delays me, and I miss the precise bomb drop. However after I get to the highest of the mountain, I’m nonetheless in a position to see an unsettlingly enormous orange cloud hanging within the sky. I get nearer to get a greater look, however apparently, my navy uniform doesn’t do such an excellent job at defending in opposition to radiation. The Geiger counter on my Pip-Boy will get louder than I’ve ever heard it, and I’m pressured to again away. I actually wish to see inside the blast radius, but it surely’s going to kill me if I do. Hopefully, I can discover a hazmat go well with sooner or later.
With a purpose to recuperate from the radiation, I head again to my camp, which is only a few minutes away. The small cabin has turn out to be fairly the refuge from this dire nuclear wasteland. I’ve a backyard and a water system, and I even spruced up the within with some posters and functioning lighting fixtures. It’s good to have an area, even a tiny one, that feels protected.
However after I arrive, that feeling of consolation is gone. Nearly every part is destroyed. The automated turrets, which I constructed explicitly to guard the home after I’m gone, are not functioning. The generator is gone, and the water air purifier has been smashed past recognition. Across the again, my fruit bushes and tomato vegetation are utterly ruined, with just one small blackberry bush nonetheless alive.
It doesn’t take lengthy to seek out the wrongdoer: within the stays of my backyard, there’s a feral ghoul scratching on the again wall of the cabin. I get rid of it shortly with a swing of a fireplace axe. How such a easy creature managed to destroy 4 machine gun turrets, I’ll by no means perceive. If solely I may hook up some safety cameras. I’ve sufficient provides to fix just a few of the vegetation and restore two turrets, however the remainder of the home would require a while to get again in working order.
Again inside, I sit down in a folding chair and at last take my radiation medication and an enormous gulp of purified water. I ponder what to do subsequent. Then, I notice that I utterly forgot concerning the glass dome. I test my gear, load my weapons, after which head off for a second try and see what that constructing is.