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I think the entrance to Fort Hagen is broken for me. Without going into spoiler detail, the front door is blocked and you can't go that way, so you have to enter through a door on the roof. I got to this door, it's the only one on the roof.

I get no open prompt on it. I'm playing on PC, any ideas I can use to fix this?

I got stuck there too... as someone else mentioned, you're looking for cellar-style doors, not that one.
 
Anyone else running into "discovering" places multiple times? It's happened a couple times where I've discovered locations and I'm almost positive I had already.
 
My biggest complaint in the game so far is the lack of cool clothing (ie not outfits). Road leather is the only decent one for a male because the rest of them tend to be either too simple or just one color all the way through. Or plain silly.

Headgear I already know what I'll eventually want but I haven't found either yet.
 
There seems to be a weird bug across platforms where the area east of CIT ruins causes insta-crashes from all angles and its an important area for multiple questlines. I don't know what to do and if anyone solved these crashes many people including me would be grateful, otherwise game is great.

also, What are the best energy weapons people have found?
 
My biggest complaint in the game so far is the lack of cool clothing (ie not outfits). Road leather is the only decent one for a male because the rest of them tend to be either too simple or just one color all the way through. Or plain silly.

Headgear I already know what I'll eventually want but I haven't found either yet.

yeah im really hoping i find some cooler stuff to wear later on in the game because its pretty lackluster so far
 
Good to know. I've heard some people say you can ignore the settlement stuff completely but I don't want my stuff to get stolen. Also seems like a pretty good income source for various things...

You can ignore it and just buy a house in Diamond City. If you choose to use Red Rocket or another place as your homestead, however, you'll need some protection.
 
My biggest complaint in the game so far is the lack of cool clothing (ie not outfits). Road leather is the only decent one for a male because the rest of them tend to be either too simple or just one color all the way through. Or plain silly.

Headgear I already know what I'll eventually want but I haven't found either yet.

It really does get cool looking the more you upgrade it.
 
Any online guides for cool armor/ weapons? Don't have enough money for the official guide lol.

loot/vendors are randomized so a guide can't list them, unless they're unique/specialized. Main use of my guide has been for the map and seeing armor stats.

It really does get cool looking the more you upgrade it.

I have lightweight darkened metal armor right now, I just wish I had a different headgear by now. Been rocking the assault gas mask forever now. I want to find the damn green hood.
 
You'll at the very least want to make sure you have some good defenses around Red Rocket. Everytime I went there I got ambushed by super mutants. :p

Ugh. I knew I should have built some fences when I was there for the first time. But IIRC, I can't build anything when I first started.
 
every single quest I take on is too damn difficult

i'm running out of ammo all the time

every cave or building or whatever is fine until the final battle when it just becomes impossible

how am i supposed to level up and get new weapons and stuff when all the quests are too difficult?

i don't want to drop from normal difficulty because it feels like giving up.

If you want only levels you can just spend an hour or so building stuff in the settlements. Everything you build gives around 5xp so it´s kinda boring but would maybe help you.
 
man, food and aid stuff, actually weights a lot. like fucking colas are 1kg each. same for most steaks. no wonder why im always so full
 
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This character is BALLIN. BALLIN. BA-BALLIN

Any tips for clearing Dunwich Borer? Man their armour is hard to get through :\

If you're going there for specific items you can do like me and just run past all of them lol.
 
I've got 4 charisma and can't pass a single charisma check. Even save spamming tends to be too tedious to bother with. Every conversation goes:

"Hey, kill some raiders for me"

"Sure, if you're willing to pay"

"No"

"Awww, alright"

I'm a horrible mercenary.
 
High as hell right now, and that fucking scorpion jumped out of the dirt while I was in this tiny ass broken shed, and it scared the FUCK out of me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

=D
 
McGRIZZLE'S FISTS-ONLY ADVENTURES IN THE WASTELAND -- LOG 2

Like I said, it was a brand new day. I roll into my old town and who should I find but my old robot butler. He tells me it's been 200 years since they put me on ice, and I'm thinking two things:

1. Codsworth has been burning fuel for 200 goddamn years just to float around and be useless
2. That's two whole centuries of punchin' I gotta catch up on

I tell him I gotta go and head down the road.

Down the road I find a gas station called the Red Rocket, and a dog there that the place must be named after. I take the little critter in since he's friendly, and punchin' a friendly animal ain't sportin'. There's some varmints that appear and I punch 'em, as I do. The dog bites 'em. It ain't punchin, but he's a dog so whatareyagonnado. Maybe I can train him to punch, who knows.

Anyways, we head on down the road, and I'm just itchin' for a real human's face to sink my fist into. Lo and behold, there's a town where some guys are shootin' at some other guys in a museum. The guys outside don't seem to notice me so I punch 'em in the back of the head. God, it feels good. There's more inside so I head in and continue releasing 200 years of pent-up punches.

There's a ragtag crew of losers at the top that think I saved their asses. Saved 'em for last, maybe. A black cowboy asks me to get some power armor, and I tell 'em all to fuck off. Every question I say go to hell, but they still ain't getting the picture. I hate their guts. I'm praying they'll take a swing at me, but no. Cowboy goes outside onto the balcony, and I follow him out there. He's taking shots at something down the road, but I don't care. I punch him and punch him until he's slumped against the bricks, but I can tell the bastard ain't dead. He must be fuckin' essential. God damn it all.

I head back inside. I tell ya, once you been robbed of a kill by the Powers That Be, the only thing on yer mind is fillin' that achin' hole in yer heart for death. This old lady starts talkin' to me about THE SIGHT like it's my destiny or some shit, and that gets my ire right up. I decide she's next. I tell her she's full of shit, and to prove it, I punch her down to the floor. I ask her if she saw that one comin'. I notice she ain't dead neither, and the guys around me are pulling their weapons. Fuck! A whole goddamn crew of essential motherfuckers.

Sometimes yer beat, and ya just gotta run. I run down the hallway, fire at my back, until I find a way up and outside. Here's that Power Armor they were going on about, but it needs a battery. Brings a tear to my eye, remembering my favorite toys as a kid, ya unwrap 'em on Christmas and they don't come with the required batteries. Fuckers.

I head back inside and they stopped shootin' at me, so that's good. I sneak on down and find a battery and bring it back up. I get into the Power Armor and pick up a minigun. Even just holdin' the damn thing feels wrong, so I drop it. It looks like the cowboy on the balcony has killed nearly everything except a big fuckin' insect with claws. He looks like a good matchup, so I jump off the roof and tell the Deathclaw it's time to dance.

The motherfucker is strong! I get in a few good blows, but I may have met my match. I'm just beginning to see my life flash before my eyes when the dog starts biting the Deathclaw. It gives me just enough time to run into a nearby building and eat the fuck outta some snack cakes. Yum. The Deathclaw stalks around outside and I realize he won't come in. Aw, yeah.

I take turns heading out of the store to get some good punches in on the Deathclaw, then return for more snack cakes. The cowboy even shoots at him with his damn pew pew toy, and I'm gettin' annoyed that he's taking all the glory out of it. Finally, with my power armor busted to hell, I come out and put the finishing punch on the bastard. I step out of the power armor and give the corpse a good couple punches for good measure. That was a close one.

The rag tag loser bunch comes in and says they're heading back to my home. Like hell they are. I rush back to Sanctuary and they come rollin' in like it's their home. The worst part is the Powers That Be protected 'em so I can't even pound 'em into the dirt. Damn it all to hell.

One of 'em mentions Diamond City. Sounds like a place full of people to punch. I tell these assholes to enjoy the one lightbulb I put up for 'em, it's the last thing I'm gonna do. And then I head out.
 
I've got 4 charisma and can't pass a single charisma check. Even save spamming tends to be too tedious to bother with. Every conversation goes:

"Hey, kill some raiders for me"

"Sure, if you're willing to pay"

"No"

"Awww, alright"

I'm a horrible mercenary.

Have a suit, charisma glasses and charisma hat in hand. Whenever you enter a town put them on (I have them in my favorite to put them on quick). Also whenever you reach a conversation with a charisma check, do a quick save. If you fail, reload. I have 6 in charisma plus three items that give me like +4/5 in charisma. So on the rare occassion I fail I just reload the quick save.

If you forget to put it on before a conversation you can usually walk away put it on and return to conversation.
 
Lol there is straight up 100% secretive/hidden stuff. I've walked past a certain area countless times and never noticed the
hidden sewer covered by bush. Decided to walk into it and holy damn there's a door with a red light, I enter it, and there seems to be a large place down there but it's behind a security door with a master terminal required for hacking. Crazy. Can't wait to get my skill to see what's behind there, I see a dead body behind the door and stairs going down.
 
McGRIZZLE'S FISTS-ONLY ADVENTURES IN THE WASTELAND -- LOG 2

Like I said, it was a brand new day. I roll into my old town and who should I find but my old robot butler. He tells me it's been 200 years since they put me on ice, and I'm thinking two things:

1. Codsworth has been burning fuel for 200 goddamn years just to float around and be useless
2. That's two whole centuries of punchin' I gotta catch up on

I tell him I gotta go and head down the road.

Down the road I find a gas station called the Red Rocket, and a dog there that the place must be named after. I take the little critter in since he's friendly, and punchin' a friendly animal ain't sportin'. There's some varmints that appear and I punch 'em, as I do. The dog bites 'em. It ain't punchin, but he's a dog so whatareyagonnado. Maybe I can train him to punch, who knows.

Anyways, we head on down the road, and I'm just itchin' for a real human's face to sink my fist into. Lo and behold, there's a town where some guys are shootin' at some other guys in a museum. The guys outside don't seem to notice me so I punch 'em in the back of the head. God, it feels good. There's more inside so I head in and continue releasing 200 years of pent-up punches.

There's a ragtag crew of losers at the top that think I saved their asses. Saved 'em for last, maybe. A black cowboy asks me to get some power armor, and I tell 'em all to fuck off. Every question I say go to hell, but they still ain't getting the picture. I hate their guts. I'm praying they'll take a swing at me, but no. Cowboy goes outside onto the balcony, and I follow him out there. He's taking shots at something down the road, but I don't care. I punch him and punch him until he's slumped against the bricks, but I can tell the bastard ain't dead. He must be fuckin' essential. God damn it all.

I head back inside. I tell ya, once you been robbed of a kill by the Powers That Be, the only thing on yer mind is fillin' that achin' hole in yer heart for death. This old lady starts talkin' to me about THE SIGHT like it's my destiny or some shit, and that gets my ire right up. I decide she's next. I tell her she's full of shit, and to prove it, I punch her down to the floor. I ask her if she saw that one comin'. I notice she ain't dead neither, and the guys around me are pulling their weapons. Fuck! A whole goddamn crew of essential motherfuckers.

Sometimes yer beat, and ya just gotta run. I run down the hallway, fire at my back, until I find a way up and outside. Here's that Power Armor they were going on about, but it needs a battery. Brings a tear to my eye, remembering my favorite toys as a kid, ya unwrap 'em on Christmas and they don't come with the required batteries. Fuckers.

I head back inside and they stopped shootin' at me, so that's good. I sneak on down and find a battery and bring it back up. I get into the Power Armor and pick up a minigun. Even just holdin' the damn thing feels wrong, so I drop it. It looks like the cowboy on the balcony has killed nearly everything except a big fuckin' insect with claws. He looks like a good matchup, so I jump off the roof and tell the Deathclaw it's time to dance.

The motherfucker is strong! I get in a few good blows, but I may have met my match. I'm just beginning to see my life flash before my eyes when the dog starts biting the Deathclaw. It gives me just enough time to run into a nearby building and eat the fuck outta some snack cakes. Yum. The Deathclaw stalks around outside and I realize he won't come in. Aw, yeah.

I take turns heading out of the store to get some good punches in on the Deathclaw, then return for more snack cakes. The cowboy even shoots at him with his damn pew pew toy, and I'm gettin' annoyed that he's taking all the glory out of it. Finally, with my power armor busted to hell, I come out and put the finishing punch on the bastard. I step out of the power armor and give the corpse a good couple punches for good measure. That was a close one.

The rag tag loser bunch comes in and says they're heading back to my home. Like hell they are. I rush back to Sanctuary and they come rollin' in like it's their home. The worst part is the Powers That Be protected 'em so I can't even pound 'em into the dirt. Damn it all to hell.

One of 'em mentions Diamond City. Sounds like a place full of people to punch. I tell these assholes to enjoy the one lightbulb I put up for 'em, it's the last thing I'm gonna do. And then I head out.

YAY Part 2!!
 
For those who've had companions disappear on them on console, did they reappear eventually or...?

I reloaded an earlier save yesterday to get it sorted, i don't want to have to keep on doing that though.
 
Just bought the game and it's currently installing. I just recently got into FNV, I'm looking forward to spending lots of time with this, especailly when this semester is over. However, I really hope it runs on my hardware. I'll be seeking a refund if not.
 
Question, Does all the stuff that I pick up that can be used for resources in crafting (toasters, wonderglue, etc) automatically turn up as usable resources when crafting a weapon?

That seemed to be the case the one time I tried to craft something and I couldn't find anywhere on either of the two types of benches I used that would allow me to go through my inventory and break stuff down into its different elements.
 
I don't understand how some people got power armor so quickly. i'm like 15 hours in, not even a whiff of power armor coming my way. :(
 
Stupid question time:

What is the green bar measuring in the top right corner of my image here when in build mode?

Should be pretty self explanatory. Just stats on the your settlement. from how many people you have, what they need. If their happiness is in the rise and what not.
 
McGRIZZLE'S FISTS-ONLY ADVENTURES IN THE WASTELAND -- LOG 2

Like I said, it was a brand new day. I roll into my old town and who should I find but my old robot butler. He tells me it's been 200 years since they put me on ice, and I'm thinking two things:

1. Codsworth has been burning fuel for 200 goddamn years just to float around and be useless
2. That's two whole centuries of punchin' I gotta catch up on

I tell him I gotta go and head down the road.

Down the road I find a gas station called the Red Rocket, and a dog there that the place must be named after. I take the little critter in since he's friendly, and punchin' a friendly animal ain't sportin'. There's some varmints that appear and I punch 'em, as I do. The dog bites 'em. It ain't punchin, but he's a dog so whatareyagonnado. Maybe I can train him to punch, who knows.

Anyways, we head on down the road, and I'm just itchin' for a real human's face to sink my fist into. Lo and behold, there's a town where some guys are shootin' at some other guys in a museum. The guys outside don't seem to notice me so I punch 'em in the back of the head. God, it feels good. There's more inside so I head in and continue releasing 200 years of pent-up punches.

There's a ragtag crew of losers at the top that think I saved their asses. Saved 'em for last, maybe. A black cowboy asks me to get some power armor, and I tell 'em all to fuck off. Every question I say go to hell, but they still ain't getting the picture. I hate their guts. I'm praying they'll take a swing at me, but no. Cowboy goes outside onto the balcony, and I follow him out there. He's taking shots at something down the road, but I don't care. I punch him and punch him until he's slumped against the bricks, but I can tell the bastard ain't dead. He must be fuckin' essential. God damn it all.

I head back inside. I tell ya, once you been robbed of a kill by the Powers That Be, the only thing on yer mind is fillin' that achin' hole in yer heart for death. This old lady starts talkin' to me about THE SIGHT like it's my destiny or some shit, and that gets my ire right up. I decide she's next. I tell her she's full of shit, and to prove it, I punch her down to the floor. I ask her if she saw that one comin'. I notice she ain't dead neither, and the guys around me are pulling their weapons. Fuck! A whole goddamn crew of essential motherfuckers.

Sometimes yer beat, and ya just gotta run. I run down the hallway, fire at my back, until I find a way up and outside. Here's that Power Armor they were going on about, but it needs a battery. Brings a tear to my eye, remembering my favorite toys as a kid, ya unwrap 'em on Christmas and they don't come with the required batteries. Fuckers.

I head back inside and they stopped shootin' at me, so that's good. I sneak on down and find a battery and bring it back up. I get into the Power Armor and pick up a minigun. Even just holdin' the damn thing feels wrong, so I drop it. It looks like the cowboy on the balcony has killed nearly everything except a big fuckin' insect with claws. He looks like a good matchup, so I jump off the roof and tell the Deathclaw it's time to dance.

The motherfucker is strong! I get in a few good blows, but I may have met my match. I'm just beginning to see my life flash before my eyes when the dog starts biting the Deathclaw. It gives me just enough time to run into a nearby building and eat the fuck outta some snack cakes. Yum. The Deathclaw stalks around outside and I realize he won't come in. Aw, yeah.

I take turns heading out of the store to get some good punches in on the Deathclaw, then return for more snack cakes. The cowboy even shoots at him with his damn pew pew toy, and I'm gettin' annoyed that he's taking all the glory out of it. Finally, with my power armor busted to hell, I come out and put the finishing punch on the bastard. I step out of the power armor and give the corpse a good couple punches for good measure. That was a close one.

The rag tag loser bunch comes in and says they're heading back to my home. Like hell they are. I rush back to Sanctuary and they come rollin' in like it's their home. The worst part is the Powers That Be protected 'em so I can't even pound 'em into the dirt. Damn it all to hell.

One of 'em mentions Diamond City. Sounds like a place full of people to punch. I tell these assholes to enjoy the one lightbulb I put up for 'em, it's the last thing I'm gonna do. And then I head out.

Tears, bravo. :jnc
 
So i did this thing outside of main mission and then this thing happened in the main mission, which meant the outside mission thing was gonna be really cool.

Sentence that makes sense below, with spoilers
Brotherhood ship so cool *_*
 
McGRIZZLE'S FISTS-ONLY ADVENTURES IN THE WASTELAND -- LOG 2

Like I said, it was a brand new day. I roll into my old town and who should I find but my old robot butler. He tells me it's been 200 years since they put me on ice, and I'm thinking two things:

1. Codsworth has been burning fuel for 200 goddamn years just to float around and be useless
2. That's two whole centuries of punchin' I gotta catch up on

I tell him I gotta go and head down the road.

Down the road I find a gas station called the Red Rocket, and a dog there that the place must be named after. I take the little critter in since he's friendly, and punchin' a friendly animal ain't sportin'. There's some varmints that appear and I punch 'em, as I do. The dog bites 'em. It ain't punchin, but he's a dog so whatareyagonnado. Maybe I can train him to punch, who knows.

Anyways, we head on down the road, and I'm just itchin' for a real human's face to sink my fist into. Lo and behold, there's a town where some guys are shootin' at some other guys in a museum. The guys outside don't seem to notice me so I punch 'em in the back of the head. God, it feels good. There's more inside so I head in and continue releasing 200 years of pent-up punches.

There's a ragtag crew of losers at the top that think I saved their asses. Saved 'em for last, maybe. A black cowboy asks me to get some power armor, and I tell 'em all to fuck off. Every question I say go to hell, but they still ain't getting the picture. I hate their guts. I'm praying they'll take a swing at me, but no. Cowboy goes outside onto the balcony, and I follow him out there. He's taking shots at something down the road, but I don't care. I punch him and punch him until he's slumped against the bricks, but I can tell the bastard ain't dead. He must be fuckin' essential. God damn it all.

I head back inside. I tell ya, once you been robbed of a kill by the Powers That Be, the only thing on yer mind is fillin' that achin' hole in yer heart for death. This old lady starts talkin' to me about THE SIGHT like it's my destiny or some shit, and that gets my ire right up. I decide she's next. I tell her she's full of shit, and to prove it, I punch her down to the floor. I ask her if she saw that one comin'. I notice she ain't dead neither, and the guys around me are pulling their weapons. Fuck! A whole goddamn crew of essential motherfuckers.

Sometimes yer beat, and ya just gotta run. I run down the hallway, fire at my back, until I find a way up and outside. Here's that Power Armor they were going on about, but it needs a battery. Brings a tear to my eye, remembering my favorite toys as a kid, ya unwrap 'em on Christmas and they don't come with the required batteries. Fuckers.

I head back inside and they stopped shootin' at me, so that's good. I sneak on down and find a battery and bring it back up. I get into the Power Armor and pick up a minigun. Even just holdin' the damn thing feels wrong, so I drop it. It looks like the cowboy on the balcony has killed nearly everything except a big fuckin' insect with claws. He looks like a good matchup, so I jump off the roof and tell the Deathclaw it's time to dance.

The motherfucker is strong! I get in a few good blows, but I may have met my match. I'm just beginning to see my life flash before my eyes when the dog starts biting the Deathclaw. It gives me just enough time to run into a nearby building and eat the fuck outta some snack cakes. Yum. The Deathclaw stalks around outside and I realize he won't come in. Aw, yeah.

I take turns heading out of the store to get some good punches in on the Deathclaw, then return for more snack cakes. The cowboy even shoots at him with his damn pew pew toy, and I'm gettin' annoyed that he's taking all the glory out of it. Finally, with my power armor busted to hell, I come out and put the finishing punch on the bastard. I step out of the power armor and give the corpse a good couple punches for good measure. That was a close one.

The rag tag loser bunch comes in and says they're heading back to my home. Like hell they are. I rush back to Sanctuary and they come rollin' in like it's their home. The worst part is the Powers That Be protected 'em so I can't even pound 'em into the dirt. Damn it all to hell.

One of 'em mentions Diamond City. Sounds like a place full of people to punch. I tell these assholes to enjoy the one lightbulb I put up for 'em, it's the last thing I'm gonna do. And then I head out.

Lol.
 
I've died a few times already, but only to explosives. They're all one hit kills in the beginning, as one would expect.
 
Does anyone else miss real unique items? Like the All-American or the Dinner Bell from NV?

I miss not having much variety for usable armor. The coolest stuff tends to be outfits but there's no use for them

For armor there's always a combination of actual armor pieces that are better than an outfit.

And the only reason to use an outfit is for charisma.
 
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