Now, a short story in a lame format because it's too hot for me (28ºC+ at MIDNIGHT??) to write a decent text:
- That moment when your cousing visits you and asks you to play Fallout 3.
- You skip the intro and teach him the game as he goes because current 10-14 year olds are all about explosions and ADHD.
- He finds two generic Hunters and you tell him the hunters have armor and good guns, and all he has is a baseball bat. Wink wink.
- He doesn't get the hint, so you tell him to murder both of them - starting by killing the best equipped one with sneak and VATS headshot, then steal the guys' stuff and murder his friend with his own gun.
- Heads explode, Karma is gained, I don't know why.
- Hunters were carrying human meat - they were cannibals. Don't remember that encounter.
- Cousin is excited because he exploded heads, but is extremely confused because he also got excited he was going to be evil but ended up killing cannibals and gaining karma instead.
- You remember he's 11 years old and his mother probably shouldn't hear of his achievements on the wasteland.
- Family is having coffee, he tells he looks forward to blowing up more heads, killing more cannibals, and throwing more bodies down cliffs in Fallout 4.
- You pretend he's talking unrelated stuff to himself like nerdy kids usually do.
- Your family is too confused to connect what he says to you.