Everybody shits on Ulysses for the way he talks, arguing that he sounds too complicated or something, and I just understood why: english isn't his first language.
During the Honest Hearts DLCs we learn there's tribes with their own languages, and that they can incorporate english, but they will still use their languages.
Ulysses is a tribal. A tribal who had his identity almost erased, but he still maintains it, probably in defiance to the Legion. It would be logical that this speech manners come from not having english as first language, and being taught it in a really improvised and forcible way. It would also make sense that he refused to "speak it properly" out of his desire to maintain his tribal identity.
Such a simple and logical answer, yet everybody refuses to acknowledge Ulysses backstory.
VERY late entry for Ulysses Week's prompt "the divide". Lyrics are from Autopsy Garland by the Mountain Goats. I have a project for fnv planned involving the whole song, but I couldn't get this concept for an alternate Ulysses thing for these lyrics out of my head. I love Ulysses and the divide very much. >24 hours of drawing on this one.
obsidian had to make ulysses an antagonistic character becuase they knew he and the courier would be unstoppable as besties. Like they'd be the emo cowboy ryan and sharpay evans the mojave never asked for but gets anyway. those two traumatized, plot armored to the teeth mailmen would win the battle of hoover dam armed with flagpoles and the power of friendship as a drunken sidequest just to graffiti it and divert the power to small blossoming towns across the mojave.
After the battle, Ulysses would say some shit like "the bear and the bull could not be trusted with this old world relic, as they do not seek to learn from such relics, rather they wallow in them and use them as weapons against their neighbors and community. we must defend this relic from those who seek to use it only in that capacity," and then courier 6 would be like, "yeah, man. so true. wanna watch me do a sick backflip off the side of the dam i wont break my neck this time i promise,"
I FUCKING LOVE UNRELIABLE NARRATORS!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE PROPAGANDA IN VIDEO GAMES!!!!!!!!! I LOVE UNCONFIRMED INFORMATION THAT YOU MUST DEDUCE WITH CONTEXT CLUES!!!!!!!!!!!! LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOO
i ain't nothing but a lonely rider
i do not know who is right, who is wrong
sing this song for you to sing when i'm gone
my courier oscar sees himself as a very ordinary person in extraordinary circumstances, surrounded by one of a kind, exceptional people. it's a burden and a marvel for him to decide their fates. arcade’s very special too, even if he’s been trapped in mundanity for most of his life. his fate is yet to be decided