SIGH, sorry for the Double Post. The Captcha pooped itself, and told me that it didn't post, so I did it again, and there was the original one that "didn't work."
So I'll say something different here... OH! Okay, the Skyrim Story.
I'm in Pennsylvania, staying with Family for the winter, since my job is in horticulture, and you can't really do happy warm weather plant things when Snow and Ice Exist. So I'm playing Skyrim, right? And I'm in this sidequest where some young woman is being forced by her mother to kill a dude and become a witch. And she's like, "I don't want to be a witch, I need you to help me to stop human sacrifices and kill my crazy evil witch mother, because witches that do human sacrifices are bad!" And I'm like, "Yeah, I'm down with that."
But my Stepfather is like, "Wait a second, Witches and Human Sacrifices!? Those are BAD!" And I'm all, "Right. That's why I'm-a kill that witch, and stop the Human Sacrifices." And he goes, "But the only human sacrifice was Jesus, who gave his life willingly to pay for Man's sins!" To which I reply, "Right. So I'm going to kill the witch, and stop the sacrifice." And he's like, "Witches aren't good either!" I'm like, "See previous comment about stopping the sacrifice by KILLING the witch." He's like, "I'm sorry, I can't have a Witch Human Sacrificing game in my house." And I'm thinking "I'm 30 years old, I am too old for this shit," but I'm like, "Yeah, sure, whatever," because he's CLEARLY having a different conversation in his own head than the one that I'm having in reality.
End Result? About a month later, I come home, pop in Skyrim, and knock that Witch's head right off her shoulders with one swing of my mace.
And it was all done in First Person (But I AM on topic!) which actually works better for an Elder Scrollsy Experience.