Fun reads, I think I'll try this now.

I do have a suggestion if you are going for this hardcoe RP mode.. I did this, was grand fun.. I had a nord warrior, and since nords don't fancy magic i did not use magic OR used magical items.. But i suggest you use potions, don't necessarily mix them yourself (I did not). Otherwise on master, you wont get far at all..

You're doing good so far. Thanks for inspiring me for my next playtrough.

Not getting far at all? THAT is the fun of it! Knowing that at any moment, at ALL moments, you ARE. IN. DANGER.

I love it. Always on the lookout. Always careful.

"Hey can you give this message to a friend? I give you 25 gold for it."
No! Stay away! I don't trust you! YOU DELIVER THE MESSAGE. YOU DO IT.

Anyways. I don't mix my potions. Because IRL, I have no clue how to do that, so I don't do it in game.

I only do in game what I can do IRL. Can I swing a sword? yes. Can I win a sword duel? Prolly not. Would I fight in a sword duel? Hell no, I'd run my ass off.

Also, I don't have enough pockets for all them health potions Bethesda shove down your throat. So no go there either.

OOOO i dint think of that. Next play through im being a hunter only, i will only hunt and sell and see how far i can get. But iwill need to be conservative so i dont come across anything above my level

you should definately write a list of ideas for the best and most unique hardcoe mode that falls in lines with wat your tlaking about. Super hardcoe it could be called. Beyond extremely difficult,, trying to survive with all things like maps and 300 lbs of carry cap. disabled. BAD ASS! and of course the requirement to eat and drink and sleep.

Hey buddy. Id say all of this is amazing. If you had video recording software i would be an avid subscriber to your letsplay. its fun watching somone care about his character so much as you do play the game. Think about it, it would be a hit to Skyrim fans i assure you.

I could try it. I mean, I haven't thought about it before, but if that is what y'all want then I can do it. Later of course.

It is really simple actually. The whole idea was just roleplay myself IRL. Do what I would do, in real life.

No HUD for immersion, master difficulty to make the wilderness actually dangerous, no map, no compass because that wouldn't make sense if I just could know where everything was off the top of my head, only carry what you could IRL, eat, drink, sleep when you would IRL.

Like I said earlier. You could live this game day to day, if you had the discipline to.

*things rolling around upstairs* Interesting suggestion. I will think about it.

Lemme know the "essentials" and I will get back to you on whether I can do it or not.

Awesome. You know what would make you less scared of the wildlife? Mead.

Wait, are you playing yourself as you would be if you grew up in Skyrim or as you would be if you suddenly woke up in the back of a wagon with partial amnesia?

In the former, it would make perfect sense to use potions and all technology of the day. Plus, you would have a different view about the types of people you would interact with as you would be used to certain personalities and hygiene levels in the area. In the latter, it gets problematic when you consider your level of physical fitness, experience with weapons, ability to fight monsters, etc.

If I was playing myself, I would definitely be a mage. And I would use potions, scrolls, and anything else that represents the technology of the world. I'd have to turn run off. I'm not going to go jogging off down the road. Too tiring.

I would also turn off the UI. It makes combat rough, but the game is extra immersive.

I was having a conversation with myself in the mirror today and I told myself that a pack of wolves would not scare me if I was blackout drunk...

Then I thought long and hard about it. Turns out. No, I am still scared of wolves when I am REALLY intoxicated. It just takes me longer to realize that I cannot fight 3 of them at a time.

How about moonsugar?

Are you playing this with no Hud and No crosshairs? I am.

This is a good point.

Both files played from as if I arrived to Skyrim. The game starts that way, so I abide by it. However, I have differing back stories why my characters end up the way they do.

First file is myself IRL. I come to Skyrim for a new life because Cyrodiil is too ravaged by war to make a living, I come North, to the lands I was born in to meet my old family and start a new life.

My second file is my son, or second character. He comes North looking for his father. His mother told him his father came North looking for Skooma, mead and cheap women. It wasn't until my "son" came of age, that a significant other found the truth. Father came North looking for a new life. Whether or not he actually "left" mother is a mystery, a mystery this one is determined to figure out.

The IRL roleplay basically takes over from there. I do what I can, IRL. That is, I can swing a sword if I NEED to, I am really good at sneaking and I know how to talk to people, even if I do not enjoy doing it.

If you, IRL, are very astute with common technology, by all means, use them in game. It only makes sense.

Just do not tell me you are using them because," Otherwise you will not get "far"."

Turning off UI is... amazing. I always thought I would need an obvious health bar. But turns out I don't.

I love it. You can never be too careful.

Just try it. Roleplay or not. Play a few minutes with no HUD. See how it turns out for you.

Sorry for the unclarity? Inclarity? Bah. I don't care.

Yes. My HUD is OFF.

Set Opacity to... Invisible? Yeah. I cannot see any info on health/ Stamina/ Magicka, w.e

How do I know when I am low health? I don't. I run first, ask questions later.

*sigh* Do not get me started on that stuff. Pfft, this goes back to Oblivion.

Bethesda really does not know how to make a narcotic a "narcotic".

Morrowind was the best they came up with so far. Make it illegal to sell all traders except Cat people.

I had a mod that made Skooma what it SHOULD have been. Awesome.

You used it once, you were addicted. Did not use it for a day? BANG. Withdrawals. "But my stats svck now..." Then you shouldn't have svcked that moon sugar.

You keep using? BANG. Your stats are awesome. But now you need to get more. And more. AND MORE.

It was amazing. I know Bethesda learns from the mod makers, so why didn't they pick up on this?

So, sadly, moon sugar does not make me want to be fearless in the forest. Simply because, all it does is... well, nothing.

Sorry if you are someone that loves moon sugar, but for me, it does not take the cake (LIKE IT SHOULD) like mead does.

Another detail left out.

I do NOT level up. I thought about it, but it just didn't seem... right.

I figured if I were "good" in it, then my sheer level in it will reflect it, rather than some perk that DRASTICALLY increases how good I am at it.

Take sneak for example. I use it ALOT. I am a scaredy cat, so I sneak alot. I level up in it rather quick. Instead of levelling it, I do nothing.

I would rather have my sneak good based off its raw level, than it based off of a perk I earned. For roleplay sake, it makes things alot more realistic.

So I will "sorta" be good at it, while also not becoming a god by perking it up.

No Hud for immersion? that`s how I play, except not DID or as real as you... yet.

Good stuff.

You are the true hard core player!

I made it to Whiterun, I saw a group of warriors fighting some type of giant and I decide to help out with my bow. I accidentally hit of of them in the Knee and they went right for me! I ran to a guard to try to get some help but they cut me down dead! It was fun while it lasted.

Summary of what took place in Falkreath:

Day 1: I had only 25 gold, had no plans to goin anywhere. (Why would I? I cannot afford anythng except for food and bed)

I wonder around alot. Mainly looking for a mill. Need work. (Who doesn't these days?)

Don't find work. I find a cemetary. Will tell you about it later.

I go to potion shop, stupid lady will not teach me alchemy, so I steal 50 gold from her, she shoulda been watchin' me.

Next I go to Smith's house. He will not teach me smithing, oh well, took around 50 gold from him too.

I go back to inn, buy food/ drink, avoid the weirdos.

Sulty maid at Inn says I am handsome... ALOT. (4 times I think)

The cemetary is what bothers me however. A man named Mathies, told me of a recent murder. Of a child. Who had been... "ripped apart" by a man. These words...

They rung in my ears. They made me feel. Like... I do not know. Like I had been there.... But I wasn't.

It made my heart race. It... I had to take a moment behind the Inn to recapture my breath. It made me... excited.

A murder of a child normally does not interest me, but this, of one ripped apart, this, this intrigues me.

I came here looking for father, instead, in Falkreath, I found.... something else.

Alright guys, I am back with an update of where I am in my "Super, hardcoe, roleplay" Skyrim game.

Second day in Falkreath and I am down in the slums. I have 61 gold and I desperately need work. I spend a long time SLOWLY walking around Falkreath looking for ANY sort of work that I could do in game, that I can also do IRL.

Options are rather slim. I can't blacksmith because I have no clue IRL how it is done. I cannot make potions, since again, do not know how. I cannot forage for ingredients because IRL, I wouldn't know what to pick. I cannot harvest crops because 1.) They do not belong to me and 2.) I wouldn't know how to pick them.

Wow. Sure makes me feel useless. ANYWAYS, so what CAN I do?

I can chop wood.

... Well at least it is something. So spend ALL day looking for a woodcutter's axe. Guess what? There are NONE. ZERO. The town of Falkreath, whose major export is LUMBER. Has 0 woodcutting axes. Just wow.

Even the one guy I saw chopping wood didn't have an axe! He was somehow chopping wood with his bare hands. So I start to think of people who could give me work. So I speak to the Jarl.

"Work? Are you mad? I DEMAND TRIBUTE before I DARE trust YOU with work."

"Okay... what do I need to do?"

"YOU SHALL BRING ME ALE. GOOD ALE."

".... ok."

So I go to the tavern looking to buy some good ale. IT costs 78 gold.

"78 GOLD! What the hell?! Does this [censored] make you invisible or something?"

So as I am walking around the tavern, trying to figure out this problem, a man with REALLY white hair starts talking to me about Falkreath and its huge cemetary. So to pass the time I ask him about it. He says he just cremated an old friend and he would like me to deliver the ashes to the preist of Arkay.

The preist is sitting in a chair within arm's length of the man asking me to deliver the ashes. So I basically take two steps and hand him the urn. He says "TY!" and gives me 200 GOLD!

.... Really? I hand him something the guy next to him had and I get 200 GOLD?!

So with the money I buy this good ale and head off to see the Jarl.

Good to see you back, Wiz. I take your point about the moon sugar, should be more like Felldew in Oblivion. Cant you take the smithing 'course' with that blacksmith in Riverwood, then you would have a new skill? Surely IRL you would be interested in learning a new skill if it would make your life better, especially in the kind of situation you (or your son) have found yourself in.

With gold and good ale in hand. I deliver the goods to the Jarl.

"Ahhhh..... finally someone who can get things done around here."

"Take this for your effort, I think you will find the payment to be most... sufficient."

He gives me 3 stamina potions. Which I sell for a grand total of 18 gold.

. . . . Skyrim is starting to make less and less sense by the minute.

So with the Jarl's trust gained, I ask for more work. He explains there are some bandits in his hold, whom he would like killed because the Jarl is tied to some illegal activities with them. I respectfully decline the quest.
If the mayor told me to go down town and go kill some gangbangers IRL, by myself, well...

So now I am once again out of work. It starts to become dark so I head to the inn once more and rent a room for the night so I can rest my head and make plans for the next day.

Some interesting observations I have made while playing super hardcoe mode Skyrim:
1.) The bar wench in Falk will not stop saying,"Shor's spoons." I now avoid her at all times.
2.) A very strange Nord said that I had the look of a killer.... Not sure what that means exactly. I guess my roughspun tunic gives off some dark vibes.
3.) Nords are EXTREMELY racist. The mill owner wouldn't give me a job because of my Imperial race. Another Nord claimed I was an Imperial spy and began to slander my entire culture. IF he hadn't stood up and walked away, there would have been a fist fight.

4.) It rains in Falkreath. I mean it REALLY RAINS. It rains ALL THE TIME.
5.) The trader thinks I am a thief. He is always warning me about what he would do if he caught me taking anything. I still have the 20 gold I took from under his bed.