Short version: challenging, and very sad.
I got the beta – I refuse to use the cutesy acronyms – for Fallout 76, and I’ve been playing it as the beta schedule permits. It’s not bad. It’s still early, and right now it’s also essentially Fallout 4 on Survival Lite, but it’s not bad. I’m still low-level (there are people who are not, and I’m mildly impressed with their readiness to grind grind grind), so I haven’t gotten the weapons and armor that I really want, but the day is young. Also: the other players aren’t nearly as obnoxious as I was expecting. This will likely change once the game is officially live, but for right now I don’t mess with anybody, and they generally don’t mess with me. Which is OK.
But, man. In terms of the world I just wanna go back in the Vault. They’re all dead, man. I have yet to see a live Raider, let alone a sane living Ghoul or Settler. While my character was underground, everybody died and I wanna blame Vault-Tec for it. Which is usually the safest bet, mind you. So, really, it’s all kind of melancholy.
I know that’s a goofy kind of objection, but it may end up limiting how long I play of the game. I genuinely don’t know what permanent good my character’s gonna be doing out here. I mean, shoot, in Fallout 4 I ended up ruling all the valuable bits of New England. Here I’m trying to come up with the perfect primitive shack.
All that being said: West Virginia is still pretty, even after an apocalypse.
You do realize it’s not an RPG it’s a PVP there are no NPC’s. Anyone you run into is another player. And since it’s a Beta there aren’t going to be many people in there.