Never played the game (fuck westerners lol) but I notice there is a correlation between being deeply immersed in rdr2 and being miserable
Never played the game (fuck westerners lol) but I notice there is a correlation between being deeply immersed in rdr2 and being miserable
It is my favorite game, and I am deeply miserable. I don’t think any AAA game will ever live up to RDR2, except with the possibility of RDR3.
Every time Arthur hesitates on saying anything because he thinks he’s a dumbass while everyone keeps complimenting him and saying how nice and compassionate he is. Every time he sketches some mundane object in his book. Seeing all his friends and family fall apart and not being able to do anything about it. The only time I felt any serenity is when I’m cleaning my guns or cooking food.