Rdr2 Spoilers - Blog Posts

Dutch is a very expressive character; it's very easy to tell whenever he's angry, upset, or using his silver tongue, just by his facial expressions and his tone.

This makes replaying the game a lot more interesting; even though he starts unravelling towards the end of the game, you can tell his distrust in Hosea and Arthur began before the game starts:

The easiest example for this is in "Who The Hell Is Leviticus Cornwall". Dutch starts by pleading to Hosea, telling him the gang needs money, but when Hosea stands his ground, Dutch's expression turns dark, and his eyes are covered by his hat, which from a cinematic stand point is used to symbolise something sinister; he already had some doubts eating away at him, and I believe Hosea saw it and chose to back down.

While we also see this in a few more instances later in the game; Dutch tells Arthur and Hosea to ride together so they reminisce about the "old Dutch", He tells Arthur in Horseshoe Overlook that Arthur looks like the type to betray him, and he constantly begs for the gang's faith in the earlier chapters, even if it's not as obvious as the latest chapters, I think it's an interesting choice from rockstar to show Dutch's distrust in his people in the very first quest with him after the tutorial.

The visceral rage that just filled my body

Yall know the mission "My Last Boy"? Yeah the one where Dutch sends a bunch of the native Americans to their deaths, the one where Arthur leads Dutch to the money, the one where Arthur gets steam blown in the face, where Dutch leaves him and he would have died if it wasn't for Eagle Flies? Yeah that one. Arthur isn't paid anything for that mission.

Instead we are given a little message saying "the other half is split between the gang members who worked the job" meaning Dutch does not think Arthur contributed in that mission.He killed all those folk, he fought, he almost died and he showed Dutch the location of the money, yet he didn't get anything because he didn't work it apparently.

something something dutch defense

I die a little every time I imagine him taking the time to write this down.

You’re a good man, Arthur Morgan.

Writing reads: “My whole code that I lived and killed by. Was it true? Or was there a bigger truth I was too dumb to ever see?”

Quote and hand-writing style taken directly from Arthur’s in-game journal.

I absolutely love the symbolism of Arthur Morgan as both the deer and the coyote.

When he is high honor he is a prey, he is hunted more than he hunts, he is hurt more than he hurts others. He gives everything in life and even in death, as a deer, he continues to give, being an easy source of food.

When he is low honor he is a coyote, he continues to hunt, he continues to hurt others, but he is also hunted. He isn't all and powerful, he isn't the top of the food chain, people still get to him, he still gets hurt and he whimpers like a wounded dog.

The deer is symbolism of gentleness, of a kind hand and unconditional love, but may also be a sign that your heart has been hurt and needs tending.

A coyote is symbolism for the duality of nature, the good and the evil, a foot in each camp yet never fully either. They can be selfish and cunning, bringing chaos into this world, but it also brings wisdom and inteligence to those around it.

Literally I am obsessed with these. I want an RDR2 animated series so badly

And some more RDR2 storyboard beat boards since I'm still a going

I think I’m over him and then I remember the pain in his voice as he says, “I gave you all I had.”

this missing arthur morgan hours are hitting hard jesus f christ

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.

Me when I’m in a bootlicking competition and my opponent is Micah Bell III

God just suck him off already and get over with it man

The beginning of chapter 5 portrays Arthur's confusion so well; yes, it's lengthy, and the player spends a few good moments just walking forward, but up to this point, Arthur is portrayed as a strong, capable and unbreakable man and all of a sudden he's thrown into a new world, and his body is capable of just barely moving forward.

This is the beginning of the end for Arthur. For the first time, he's no longer the strong man, he saw Dutch abandoning him on that boat, he watched Hosea and Lenny die with no time to mourn them and he is stuck on an island, probably assuming he's all alone.

It's also why the entire chapter feels out of place and confusing; the characters also have no clue what's going on, no one is in control of their situation and they're just doing their very best to survive.

btw this post is about Arthur Morgan and John Marston in that order

My favorite fictional characters fall into two categories, those being

1) I want to delicately pin them up in a display case as you would a butterfly in order to study and preserve their every feature and trait and shield them from The Horrors™️

2) I want to put them in a prescription bottle and shake them around

One of the things that absolutely wrecks me about Charles is the fact he does not see the goodness he brings to others. He talkd about how he feels that he exists to hurt others and to suffer himself, meanwhile John writes that he sees Charles as an "unsurprising pillar of strength," similarly Arthur calls him "the best man I have ever known."

Hey so um this is making me sick with grief

Family portrait

Just gonna pretend this is what happened

you cannot tell me if lenny had survived to chapter 6 arthur wouldve even let him stay to the end. because i see it more like…

“YOU ARE-” thrashing aggressively as lenny is dragged through a train station “GOING AS MANY MILES AWAY-” porter scowls as arthur throws money at him and lenny scuffs the floor by digging his heels down “AS I CAN AFFORD TO SEND YOU-” arthur screams as lenny bites him “AND GOING STRAIGHT!” lenny is shoved and kicked through train door while he screeches “I AM SO PROUD OF YOU I DONT WANT TO EVER SEE YOU AGAIN!” arthur waves the train away while lenny is stopped from throwing himself out of the window by other passengers.

i need someone to agree with me that sean would LOVE brain rot and would constantly say skibidi

i fully believe this i'm a sean brainrot truther 😔

sean would be so brainrotted he would make some obscure internet reference every five minutes 😔 he would terrorise arthur with calling everything skibidi rizz 😔

he would unironically find it so funny 😔

I would genuinely be willing to put up with being a woman in the late nineteenth century if I could just give Arthur Morgan a hug

This is actually causing me immense emotional turmoil, thanks for that

hello old friend

part four (rdr2 chapter six and epilogue spoilers)

some photos from rdr2 since I've been playing 10 hours a day everyday now instead of drawing or studying

Some Arthur Morgan-esque sketches