Fallout 76 B.E.T.A. impressions: Hell is other people

It’s a familiar ritual, creating my latest Fallout character. Under the harsh glare of Vault 76’s fluorescent lights I poke and prod, sculpting the face of a man who I imagine entered this glorified bunker as a young man and emerges into the bombed out remnants of West Virginia much older, covered in wrinkles, hair gone white, eyes still kind. For a moment I feel the familiar swell, the “Oh wow I’m about to play a Fallout game” sensation of limitless potential.And then a microphone cuts in. “Yeah, no, I’m still in character creation. What’s it do?” Who the hell is that?Another voice says “Hello?” and after a few seconds repeats that same cautious greeting.To read this article in full, please click here