the courier in FNV is so fucking funny if you’re just good at tanking damage and dogshit at dodging attacks because they get shot two (twice) times, get revived, and suddenly they can start sleeping off gunshot wounds to the head, dynamite to the legs, and having their torso littered with laser rifle holes. like can you imagine being benny and knowing that the dude who stepped on three direct landmines and didnt break a sweat is after your ass. terrifying.
Fallout 3: You’re the child of a brilliant scientist and the one destined to save the world through both your own and your father’s actions.
Fallout 4: A survivor, a literal piece of the Old World that woke up to change everything. The human equivalent of a nuke in its silo.
Meanwhile in Fallout New Vegas you’re a random fuck-off mailman who stumbled dick backward into being a warlord. What’s going on? Courier 6 doesn’t know! All they know is that a motherfucker in a checkered suit shot them and stole their poker chip and now all the Mojave will feel their wrath. Their friend group is less The Avengers and more the gang from It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. It’s amazing.