Diary of a Gamer Girl

I’m going to start off by saying that Niero is, hands down, one of my favourite modders for Fallout 4. His mods are mostly clothing and weaponry, steeped in lore that somehow fit into the wasteland, and stand out at the same time. His work all looks like it was put together by a team of professionals, instead of one solitary person. The models are beautiful, the UV maps are flawless, and the clothing rigging looks natural. The pieces from each outfit mesh fabulously with pieces from other outfits, and I’m usually wearing parts from at least four of these mods, simultaneously. Also, almost all of these items come with unique mods and/or headlamps which cast shadows.

I think one of my favourite things about the Niero mods is that all of them come with a couple colours, but he provides, for free, 4K skin packs on his Gumroad page or his Patreon. Providing them on an external site speeds up your downloads too!

Niero mods never clash with any other mods I’m using, and they seem to be happy anywhere in my load order. I don’t even test new ones anymore, because I’m comfortable dumping a new Niero mod into an existing play through without worrying about breaking my save. I can’t not use Niero mods in my play throughs.

My one single only tiny iiitty bitty gripe is that Niero needs to use more purple. I’m very sad there is no purple of any sort in the Stridgudae gear. I need me some purple. But I kinda want everything everywhere to be purple all the time. Perhaps the lack of purple is good for me.

This is going to be long. Strap in.

This mod…

I grew up on horror. I was reading Stephen King at 11. I can watch gore horror like SAW and Hostel without even being remotely phased. Pennywise is kinda cute. I have zombie “nightmares” where literally everyone else on the planet is dead, aside from myself and handful of people and I love them. I have fallen asleep during hour 3 of the 6 hour Shining miniseries, woken up when Jack is stalking the house, covered in blood and insane, trying to kill Danny, and fallen asleep again in the middle of it. Point is, I don’t scare easily. I have considered that there might be something pathologically wrong with me.