I havent actually felt like I was ‘surviving’ in this game for a while. But I do now. Its a feeling of minor indignation. Ewww. It feels like weak.
So I got a car, got out of the city with some batteries, a wrench, a bat, etcetc. The car got mobbed by a megastore herd, and I had to swap it, after settling for some really crap loot in scarce places. Ive been on the road since then looking for diesel or a better working vehicle than a car. I personally have come to prefer humvees, armored car, and SUVs, in that order. Non of those, but plenty of zambies. Ive been using fire to augment the bat, and I have a sling but I cant even utilitze it fully since there a huge hole in the sides of my cars.
I finally got a working car with integrity, and then a moose come plowing through it because I had used fire. Arsehole. He literally removed the right side of the engine block.
Now wolves, who I agressed up, are needing to be run over regularly while I read. I leave the car on when they come sniffing by. If they wander too close I move 3 tiles foreward, and they die. The car battery just crapped out, so I cant turn the car off now, and I found out that theres a giant river blocking my path south, so my options are ‘go west’ or ‘go back to the vault city’. Neither sounds great, I need a new weapon, I need welding goggles, I need a new car; I need more meds.
ugh. So much scarcity.