- Joined
- Apr 12, 2020
The minutemen
I could forgive the minutemen if they attempted to integrate some kind of system where you can send soldiers to defend settlements, but even with all of the big fuckoff guns and turrets you can give a settlement, they still fall prey to a little group of raiders on the other side of the fucking map? Nah, that's beyond immersion breaking, and a poor attempt at simulation otherwise.
I get being the only guy that can realistically do anything, because it's a single player RPG at it's core, but the line in the sand was drawn when Preston basically told me in the politest way possible that he doesn't give a fuck about my missing son and would rather have me do errands for him until HIS group is satisfied. Fuck right off, I'm joining the brotherhood and massacring robots and mutants until the cows come home. At least they actually seem to respect you.
The minutemen almost died out because of the very same self-serving corruption that plagues any collected group of individuals. The only reason it works is because you, the player, are the only one doing anything.I’m curious why you think that. My guess it has something to do with them focusing on community/settlements and support via material, emotional, and moral preservation, via guns, good men, and medical/food supplies. But you can go on about it, since I’m not you and don’t know all the things you could be alluding to.![]()
I could forgive the minutemen if they attempted to integrate some kind of system where you can send soldiers to defend settlements, but even with all of the big fuckoff guns and turrets you can give a settlement, they still fall prey to a little group of raiders on the other side of the fucking map? Nah, that's beyond immersion breaking, and a poor attempt at simulation otherwise.
I get being the only guy that can realistically do anything, because it's a single player RPG at it's core, but the line in the sand was drawn when Preston basically told me in the politest way possible that he doesn't give a fuck about my missing son and would rather have me do errands for him until HIS group is satisfied. Fuck right off, I'm joining the brotherhood and massacring robots and mutants until the cows come home. At least they actually seem to respect you.