Red Dead 2 is Too Emotional

I got attached.

The horse you start off with is ok. It moves fast enough and it has a decent stamina but just not enough.

I’m not a fan of animals in video games, in particular dogs, but with RDR2 it’s a foregone conclusion that there will be horses in it.

And as usual I had no interest in mine. I didn’t care about it’s mane, or its colour or the type of saddle it had. It was just a perfunctory way of getting around the map.

But then I got given a choice, and one of the choices was a black horse. I prefer black, don’t get me wrong, I don’t really care, but given the choice I prefer black.

Also it was a chubster, a bit like me. Something I always try to find in characters because I am not exactly what you call svelt and you can never get fat people as protagonists in games. So a fat horse was the next best thing.

I rode around on it and then decided to go for a miander along a train track. I crossed over a bridge and at that moment a train came directly towards me.

“No Bother”, I thought. “I’ll just scoot down the side of… of fuck what the shit fuck damn shit”

DEAD

Oh well, start again. I’ll just whistle my horse over. No response.

It turns out that when your horse is dead, it’s dead.

I’m very distressed about it and I don’t know if i can carry on playing.

I got to like that horse. It had a great stamina rating so it could gallop for ages, and it was black and fat. Not like this stupid brown piece of shit I’ve got that runs too fast and is thin and just shit.

It doesn’t even like me, I can tell.

I wan’t my horse back. I don’t even have a sodding picture of it 🙁

Stoopid game.