Well, since Iâve already answered that one with the spirit in which I imagine it was asked, Iâm gonna take a liberty with this one.
I want to cross Far Cry 5 over with a piece of original fiction/roleplaying I was working on awhile back. Mostly because it adds a twist to what was before a profoundly unsatisfying ending.
See, I had this character who had done the late-2000s popular thing, which was get out of the Army and join a PMC, then Shit Happened of the âgovernment black project meets the supernaturalâ variety, which entailed being the subject of an unethical experiment, escaping, and being on the run for awhile while racking up an impressive body count. When the dust settled, his record was still clean because of course none of it ever happened.
Then, the unthinkable happens: In true country song fashion, his girl leaves, taking his truck and his dog. So whatâs he to do besides move out to the country and start over as a deputy in some podunk sheriffâs department? Hope County hires him, not realizing that theyâve hired the ideal FPS protagonist. So he gets to live in the middle of nowhere, which suits him just fine. Because heâs a werewolf.
Then Far Cry 5 happens, and he has to do his damnedest to keep it on the DL. What might initially sound like the perfect opportunity to go full-on Rip And Tear is hindered by the fact that people have somehow set up a network of cameras all over the county, so even his âfriendsâ know what heâs up to (except for plot convenient moments when they donât). Really, it neatly explains how heâs able to be ârevivedâ by a dog licking him (âOH IâM UP ITâS A MIRACLEâ), how heâs that good with guns, and how heâs able to punch people over the horizon with the flimsy excuse of âoh itâs a homeopathic herbal supplement.â
Unfortunately it also means he has to play along. Knocked out by a bliss bullet and captured? Well, just breaking out on his own would blow his cover. And so on. It does explain why heâs able to survive crashes and jumping off that statue while Blissed up to his eyeballs, at least.
Of course, in the end, everything goes to shit. He wakes up handcuffed in a bunker, the guy whoâd been watching the cameras is dead next to him, alone with Joseph Seed, who goes on about how the politicians are gone and itâs just the two of them, now, and so Seed is going to start his family over with him.
Just the two of them. Sealed in a bunker. No cameras. No one else is watching. No one else is coming. Restrained only by a flimsy pair of handcuffs.
âI should kill you for what youâve done. But youâre all I have left now. Youâre my Family. And when this world is ready to be born anew, we will step into the light. I am your father, and you are my child. And together we will march to Edenâs Gate.â