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Once again RDR 1-2 on  Twitter/X
Rdr 2 ladies-..some of my favourites
O red dead ladies, carry me through the trials of finals...
They’re so tragic oh my god they’re so doomed oh my god
No I’m not thinking about little frail 14 year old Arthur Morgan scared for his life, yet cautiously following these two men who took him in and fed him.
No I’m not thinking about them teaching him how to read and write, but also how to fight and shoot.
No I’m not thinking about Arthur learning how to ride a horse for the first time on his young filly, Boadicea. Or him begging Dutch and Hosea to let him keep this feral dog who brought chaos and laughter to the camp.
No I’m not thinking about little Arthur Morgan getting scrapes and bruises while running around and being a delinquent and hiding his scrunched face and tears as Hosea tends to his many wounds.
No I’m not thinking about Arthur Morgan in his early twenties when he was introduced to this kid who reminds him of himself, with the wildest personality and sad backstory.
And how he eventually built a brotherly relationship with that kid, John. Someone he can boss around and protect, but call an idiot from time to time, especially since he acted like one sometimes.
No I’m not thinking about Arthur Morgan in his early twenties when he had a son, and then lost him and his son’s mother a few years later. And the grief that came from that.
No I’m not thinking about Arthur Morgan in his mid twenties meeting a Woman whom he was never destined to marry, even though he tried his best for her.
No I’m in fact NOT thinking about Arthur Morgan.
Arthur and Mary’s story making me cry again
I just finished the rdr2 mission fatherhood and other dreams actually sobbing
How dare they give us a silly little theatre date then absolutely devastatingly rip my soul out
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