I finished the game I've been obsessed with for the last few days. Like a good book, I find a good game impossible to put down until I've finished it. Red Dead Redemption was a lot of fun. It is set in the old west and I developed a crush on the character John Marston. He had a very sexy voice, unlike his son who becomes the playable character a bit later.
I liked the game because it gives you moral decisions to make. You can be a total arsehole or you can try and be a good guy. I tried to be good most of the time, but sometimes I couldn't help myself.. and I'd be an arsehole.
This sounds bad, but I got a kick out of killing my horses. Don't call the mental hospitals yet because I swear, they are all explainable...
The first time I killed my horse was an accident. The stupid thing ran in front of me when I got involved in a shoot-out, so it got shot a few times. After I killed everyone, I stood over my horse wondering how on earth I'd get around New Austin now when the game gave me the option of skinning the animal. OK, I thought. So I skinned it. And sold the meat in the next general store I came across.
And so began my horse massacring. I kept thinking of inventive ways of killing them and sometimes it would just happen by accident. Like the time I was riding a horse along a train track when a train came along. Wondering if the game would let me die I stayed on the track and sure enough... we both died.
If a horse did me wrong, like going in the wrong direction or not doing what I wanted it to, I'd shoot it. One horse I punished by shooting it once so it wouldn't die, then I got on it and rode away. A short time later the horse just dropped dead. So I skinned it.
Sometimes as you ride around the place people ask for your help. I usually try to help these folks, but sometimes I'd end up accidentally riding my horse over them instead. Oops.
There was one lady who wanted me to get her stolen horse and cart back, so I chased the thief down, shot him, looted his body, then got on the cart to ride back to the woman. I got off the cart and walked over to her and she is thanking me profusely and my character is talking about how there are still some gentlemen left in the world when I accidentally press a button and push her onto the ground. HAHA. It was rather funny. it truly was an accident, though, but since I failed in my courageous deed, I decided to shoot her horse and skin it.
A nun got in my way when I was running up a hill and I couldn't call a horse so soon after killing the previous one so instead of being patient and letting her pass, I pull a knife on her and she runs away screaming. HAHA.
Well, I had a lot of fun.
I liked the game because it gives you moral decisions to make. You can be a total arsehole or you can try and be a good guy. I tried to be good most of the time, but sometimes I couldn't help myself.. and I'd be an arsehole.
This sounds bad, but I got a kick out of killing my horses. Don't call the mental hospitals yet because I swear, they are all explainable...
The first time I killed my horse was an accident. The stupid thing ran in front of me when I got involved in a shoot-out, so it got shot a few times. After I killed everyone, I stood over my horse wondering how on earth I'd get around New Austin now when the game gave me the option of skinning the animal. OK, I thought. So I skinned it. And sold the meat in the next general store I came across.
And so began my horse massacring. I kept thinking of inventive ways of killing them and sometimes it would just happen by accident. Like the time I was riding a horse along a train track when a train came along. Wondering if the game would let me die I stayed on the track and sure enough... we both died.
If a horse did me wrong, like going in the wrong direction or not doing what I wanted it to, I'd shoot it. One horse I punished by shooting it once so it wouldn't die, then I got on it and rode away. A short time later the horse just dropped dead. So I skinned it.
Sometimes as you ride around the place people ask for your help. I usually try to help these folks, but sometimes I'd end up accidentally riding my horse over them instead. Oops.
There was one lady who wanted me to get her stolen horse and cart back, so I chased the thief down, shot him, looted his body, then got on the cart to ride back to the woman. I got off the cart and walked over to her and she is thanking me profusely and my character is talking about how there are still some gentlemen left in the world when I accidentally press a button and push her onto the ground. HAHA. It was rather funny. it truly was an accident, though, but since I failed in my courageous deed, I decided to shoot her horse and skin it.
A nun got in my way when I was running up a hill and I couldn't call a horse so soon after killing the previous one so instead of being patient and letting her pass, I pull a knife on her and she runs away screaming. HAHA.
Well, I had a lot of fun.
