i hate the lemoyne raiders. Actually- stratch that i just fucking hate lemoyne. Its a really cool area and chapter location but i have a really bad fear of deep water and so in all the missions where your on a boat or swimming in the water i literally want to throw my controller out the window.
ALSO the night stalkers????? The bounty hunters??? the raiders ???? like can you guys hop off my dick im just trying to go fucking find Dutch and see what his bitchass wants me to do now ☠️
ive lost over 700$ to all of those freaks combined and i am OVER it.
to further my last thought- Sadie probably comes over a lot. like i mean a lot. And I’m thinking one day she’s hanging around in the kitchen with Abigail and teen Jack comes in from outside and just looks at her and is like ‘you again’ or ‘back again already?’ and Abigail is like >:( ‘be nice’
i think they prolly bicker like in a sibling-y way or like the way John probably did with older Arthur
i am downloading rdr1 as i type out this post. is there anything i should be conscious abt while playing? Like finicky mechanics or anything like that?
(Dw about spoilers I have seen the game)
my live reaction when i do the dutch item request for a pipe. it takes me so long because i wanted to do it without looking up the location and not cheat. finally find it. die. find it, die again to bounty hunters. FINALLY GET MY HANDS ON THE FUCKIN PIPE. I take it back to beaver hollow bc dutch pissed me off so i made him wait, then, i tried to talk to him, and it started a mission, and then after the mission i tried to talk again with hin to give him the pipe, and it disappeared. out of my inventory. gone. never even got to give it to him. Pissed me off so bad i didnt open the game for a week. thats what i get for waiting until beaver hollow to do item requests.
I like the picture that Arthur was hoping to make Dutch happy and Dutch just dismissed him and wouldnt even let him have his moment, so Arthur just chucked it in the damn river that runs nearby.
if im pissed off, arthur is too lmao
fell asleep playing rdr2 and i had a dream where Arthur and I went back for the money like the low honor ending (?) and Micah caught us, injured Arthur rlly bad and Micah said to me while arthur was bleeding out “well i gotta fight one of you, and I dont think black lung is gonna make it much longer. so why dont we fight like real men” whatever the fuck that’s supposed to mean. so i borrowed arthurs knife, promised him id win, and duked it out with micah. I cut up his face pretty bad but ultimately my dream unfortunately ended with Micah pinning me and holding his knife above my heart so im assuming after the dream ended i didnt make it (💔) I feel really guilty though because i had promised arthur id win for him :(
i occasionally work as a camp counselor and it feels very culty sometimes with all the singing and ‘rituals’
so im picturing rdr2 group as like an actual summer camp with diff activities,, marybeth is like the arts and crafts director,, john marston is NOT. allowed near the pool. he failed the staff mandatory swim test ! maybe charles is the archery director bc thats who we learn it from in the game :3
if you haven’t guessed I’m a big fan of western media, so is my band mate. So we made it a broke back mountain ref.
In the future should I post clips of us playing? so far we’ve only done covers but both of us are trying to get into song writing,, So i’ll update soon
sean macguire would be the worst counselor ever bc when his kids start burping loudly at the lunch table he’d just join in
Charles glances over and is like “ur worse than a child!””
john after javier saves him climbs up on javiers horse and is freezing so he leans into himfor warmth and then “accidentally” touches him with his ice cold hands just to fuck w him
arthurs just watching these two queers like 🤨
hi guys its been a while heres a headcannon i thoufht of this morning while laying in bed
Lenny has the most insane dreams ever. Genuinely. He has like these crazy insanely detailed dreams. And he remembers like every single detail so vividly that everyone at camp thinks hes making it up. He wakes up later than everyone elsd, so while the other people at camp are grumbling about early mornings around the coffee pot, Lenny is rambling and raving about how cool/great/scary his dream was. No one rlly cares because its “too early for this bullshit lenny” and he retreats back to his cot. Sean believes him though, even though he’s not really sure when Lenny’s talking about.
revrend swanson also believes him but lenny always brushes him off :(
so i finally got my license !! yippee. My parents don’t gaf or want to celebrate so I’m picturing me coming back to the van der linde gang (like around chapter two where they’re all still semi-happy) and them having a big ol celebration like when sean comes home. We’re all drinking and Hosea is telling everyone embarrassing stories abt all the times I almost crashed. Karen, Javier, Uncle and Sean and I are all singing camp songs and laughing and having fun. Marybeth is so hyped I got my (idk pretend its not a car license and like a horse license or sum shit) and so we dance around like idiots and Molly looks all sad so the two of us drag her over so we can dance and party. It’s the most fun Molly’s had in a while since Dutch always ignores her and we reassure her that she is amazing and important and is loved. When the night starts to slow down, I find a nice spot by the campfire and sit with John, Arthur and Javier. We listen while Javier plays. And we all wish we could just stay in this moment forever.
(lol i love horseshoe overlook)