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It's honestly been way too long since I've posted anything, so here's a little Big MT chaos to make up for it. I took this screenshot while wandering around the wonderfully deranged crater, because nothing sums up Old World Blues quite like a hallway decorated with floating letters and questionable science fumes.

Up to this point, I've played through almost all of New Vegas, but going through the DLCs has been something else entirely. And Old World Blues is precisely the kind of weird, brilliant nonsense I live for.

Speaking of nonsense, I love: Stripe.

Stripe is one of my favorite Wild Wasteland encounters: a miniature, lab-modified alpha male deathclaw lurking inside Gabe's doghouse in Higgs Village. He's tiny, the size of an angry Labrador, but hits almost as hard as a full alpha deathclaw. You walk up to that cute little doghouse thinking, "Oh nice, he had a dog in here," and then suddenly this gremlin of death leaps out of it. The fact that he can't chase you past the fountain almost makes it funnier, like he has a really strict territorial boundary and refuses to cross it for anyone.

And since Big MT never stops giving, I've been thinking a lot about the K9000: It's literally a cyberdog whose brain got placed inside a biogel jar that's wired into a rapid-fire .357 machine gun frame. Metal ears wiggle, a sniffer on the jar lets it "smell" enemies, and the barrels turn like it's excited to go for a walk. Only two prototypes ever got made.

Between Stripe jumping out and the K9000 acting like a weaponized pet, Old World Blues has completely taken over my brain, though preferably in a less literal way than the Think Tank prefers.

I'll be posting more screenshots as I keep going. Big MT is too weird not to document. As usual, signing off.

I’ll admit it... my first Fallout game was 76 (tragic, I know), but ever since then I’ve been hooked on the storytelling and the way these games make choices influence the world.

The Fallout show only deepened that craving for lore, and after I did a run of Fallout 4, I knew I had to circle back to the classics.

So, diving headfirst into New Vegas for the first time has been an absolute blast! The atmosphere and the little details everywhere. I understand why people continue to come back to this game.

I’ve been capturing screenshots of the coolest moments, so I’ll be sharing more of those here soon.

Thinking about those summers at the beach in Michigan when i was a kid. The water was always colder than you thought, but you got used to it fast. We’d build lopsided sand castles that collapsed before we even finished. Finding small seashells and cool rocks to take home. None of them were rare or unique, but to us they were prizes. Lunch was always the same: sandwiches in a flimsy plastic bag, a bag of chips, maybe a can of soda or Capri Sun. Nothing fancy, just snacks and sandy hands. Felt like the richest day in the world back then. Man, do I miss it.

Weooww-bzzzzt-bzt-weoww-bzzzt-weow!

The St. Marylebone Parish Workhouse was established in 1730. By 1834, it had acquired several new and enlarged buildings. Refugees from the Irish Potato Famine drove its occupancy to over 2,200. This photo dates to 1901, after a new wave of construction added two five-story blockhouses to the site. During World War I, it also housed Belgian war refugees.