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Let me tell you a little story. It's a story about a man who doesn't know who he is, where he came from, or what's going on. This man survived through sheer will alone for three days in the wilderness, making his way towards a faint glow in the distance. The glow, it turns out, was a city!

You all know how it goes.

So this man spent days and weeks gathering and trading, until he was finally able to buy Eye Augs. "At last!" he thought, as he walked out of the operating room, "I have all of the Eye Augs!" And to celebrate, he decided to treat himself to dinner at the local diner, hoping the owner had forgiven him for dashing previously, as he was starving but had no money. As he sat down, however, the owner chased him out, and as this man ran... He got hit by a passing vehicle and died.

I sat there for at least an hour, staring at the screen in disbelief. After all of that. After I spent so long saving up for the Eye Augs, going through physical trauma, exhaustion, and poison. I was about to venture out into the wastes and make my fortune.

It's things like this that makes me hate myself for loving this game. Only in NEO Scavenger can you enjoy frustration so much.



Arguing with an idiot is like playing chess with a pigeon; eventually the pigeon will knock over the pieces and shit on the board.

Don't dine and ditch, also; "Tipping" isn't a city in Russia. ;)