It felt a little rehashed from Elijah's story in Dead Money. Obsessive dick wad sets out to avenge his own irrelevance on the mojave, a theme often visited in the original story too.
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I had real trouble making sense of Ulysses' ramblings on the conveniently situated holotapes.
I have no idea why the community of the Divide, some flag blind remnants of America I accidentally destroyed by setting off their own ancestors nuclear arsenal, where any brighter an example of humanity than the Bull or Bear.
I also never found out what the weather experiment was BigMT conducted there.
All that happened was I ran through some nice set piece levels, shot some ghouls, deathclaws, and mutated lizard creatures that its hinted might have been asleep under the earth for eons, jesus.
Then some starey eyed fuck taunts me for loving the NCR, when Yes Man and I are moments from bending them over the dam. My god like level 50 master of all skills can then suddenly convince the idiot to love the NCR with a magnificent example of "nuh-uh, I am rubber you are glue"
Or I can slaughter him in a single round of VATS because he thought talking to me from two feet away with a riot shotgun in my hands, and thretening everything I've worked towards was a good idea.
Weak nemesis.
Best I can say about the dlc is theres some nice looking levels, and you get a bowie knife.
That fucking shameful tin can is more so this time around but you can call him on it at least. Would have been nice to find Whitley's corpse with no pants, bent over an eyebot. Not being able to burn the 20 well named Ralphie (euphemism for puke) posters was a missed opportunity.