I’m noticing two dynamics going on when I play Fallout 4 again on Survival Mode. The first is the whole “holy crap, I can’t believe how few stat points you get!” thing that I had forgotten from my first play through. Seriously, you have enough points to get a 4 in every stat and that’s it. You want a 5 in something? Then something else will need a 3 in it. The other involves how I went up more than 80 levels and also collected all of the Bobbleheads so I had about 90 points to distribute to my character and even though I was not playing Survival, having 8s in all of your stats (9s and 10s in some) and skills that bolster your abilities (allowing you to end combat with 2, maybe 3, shots) really changes the experience. And since you earned each of those points by inches, the getting better was so incremental that it felt smooth… having them all ripped away at once? Brutal.
So now I’m back to being a level 10 schlubby guy who doesn’t really have points worth mentioning in anything and pretty much everything out there more dangerous than a bloatfly is a risk for a one-hit kill. So I’m learning how to be a sniper, again. I’m learning how to sneak, again. And I’m learning how much I relied on save-scumming (and the barely noticable save-scumming that the normal game just automatically does for you as you move from one area to another).
Oh my gosh! I can’t believe how much water my guy goes through! How much can one person eat! Jeez, radiation is a serious pain in the butt! Do you seriously need to sleep *EVERY* 16 hours, guy? What the heck! And just walking to the Corvega Plant to remove raiders has killed me 6 times so far.
The game has seriously changed back into the wonderful challenging/frustrating experience that I remembered loving back when I was a kid. Fallout 4 wasn’t even close to being as good as Fallout 3 or Fallout New Vegas. Fallout 4 Survival Mode? It just might be.
So… what are you playing?
(Picture is “Untitled” by our very own Will Truman. Used with permission.)