You can attempt to Rush their production, but only at a very high risk of a dangerous incident like fire occurring. The game has a slim margin of error on these – expand too fast without minding them and you’ll quickly face a shortfall. Their basic needs are power, food, and clean water. You build living quarters to house your Vault Dwellers, and then start the laborious process of providing for them. Thumbs up – you’ve got a baby Dweller coming into the world! Ah, what a wonderful place to raise a child. The game’s setting is well after the bombs fly so people wanting to get in aren’t looking to get away from fallout (again, underground is best, but well inside a large building will do and the closer to the ground floor, the better) but just to survive, when out there there’s just mutated animals and desperate humans looking for whatever you carry. Well, they always want in, but most of the time it’s peacefully, not as raiders. People show up at your door, usually wanting you to let them in. I’ll distract myself and offer an excuse for some of these screenshots – I didn’t realize the hotkey I set for it had pause menu come up that’s slightly visible on them.

Give me a moment to breathe into this paper bag. Fallout – dirt and stuff kicked up by the explosion then infused with nuclear fission materials – is one of the most dangerous part immediately following a nuclear blast (I mean, unless you were in the blast radius, but then finding shelter isn’t a problem you face anymore), and knowing how to act on it would be very important. That’s very important, I think, is knowing where to go in the event of a megalomaniacal leader – from another country or even your own – is on the brink of causing the nuclear apocalypse.

I was hoping that you would be a citizen in an already established shelter, and especially would have to find it in the first place. Now, the game starts with creating your own Vault, which is somewhat disappointing. Welcome back to Boter Reviews Something, where I take a look at games and try to review them purely on their own merits and try not to fall into an existential tailspin of dread at the current state of affairs in the world. No, I didn’t choose my Vault number, the herald of survival in a nuclear wasteland, for a specific reason, why do you ask?

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