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arthursfuckinghat · 16 hours
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"Are you hearing voices again?
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Are they with you?
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And are they giving you commands?
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I know you've had choices to make,
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But I'm with you.
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You're never facing them alone today."
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Maya The Psychic|Gerard Way|John Marston
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There's a specific ache in my heart that eats at me every time I go into the Tumbleweed stables and see Silver Dollar, Branwen, Gwydion, Boaz and Ennis there.
Part of me knows it's just a fun bonus for the players to be able to buy some of the gang members' horses, but the other part of me aches because of how much the gang members loved their horses and aren't around to love them anymore.
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arthursfuckinghat · 2 days
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If you get John drunk and have him ride a horse, there's a chance he'll sing Oh My Darling Clementine.
THERES HOPE!! THANK YOU 🫶🫶🫶
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arthursfuckinghat · 2 days
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arthursfuckinghat · 2 days
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"Eagle Flies.. he needs help.. they all need help.."
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arthursfuckinghat · 3 days
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There's always the fear of forgetting the faces of loved ones that passed away, but visiting the old camps as John and hearing the echoes of people he knew hurts in a different way.
John may forget parts of his brother, but he'll never forget his voice.
He'll never forget the voices of the people he once saw as a family, for better or for worse, he is haunted by these echoes of the past.
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arthursfuckinghat · 4 days
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"Your friend, Mr. Van Der Linde, has ensured that any relations between us and the army are worse than any point in the last five years. I'm sure he means well, but matters are more complex than he understands."
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arthursfuckinghat · 5 days
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After spending hundreds of hours playing as Arthur, adjusting to being John still takes me a while even on my second playthrough. I find myself asking questions then needing to remind myself that this is John now.
"Why did he say that?" It's not Arthur anymore. "Why wasn't he nicer about that?" It's not Arthur anymore. "He wouldn't say that" yes he would, it's just not Arthur anymore.
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arthursfuckinghat · 6 days
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what's one of your favourite movies?
The lego batman movie :) 🫶
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arthursfuckinghat · 7 days
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Sorry just thinking about how lovingly Charles talked about where he'd buried Arthur, the softness and somber in his voice, the way he reassured John that Arthur got the proper burial he deserved.
"It's where he would have wanted to be.. a pretty hillside.. facing the evening sun."
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arthursfuckinghat · 7 days
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My boy, Weetabix.
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arthursfuckinghat · 8 days
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"Keep feeling sick but I'm sure it's nothing."
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"Turns out, I'm not very well. Got tuberculosis."
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arthursfuckinghat · 8 days
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For no matter what, my friend, my heaven is wherever you'll be.
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arthursfuckinghat · 9 days
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Strolling up to the Aberdeen pig farm like hello yes I'd like to open a savings account for my brother please- wait did you say stew?
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arthursfuckinghat · 10 days
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Chapter One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six.
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"I know I ruined your life, I suffer for it every day."
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arthursfuckinghat · 11 days
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(˶ ˘ ³˘)ˆᵕ ˆ˶).∘☆˚♡
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arthursfuckinghat · 12 days
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Rip your form :(
Aw shucks :( though I can assure you that my big bastard of a horse is very much alive, back to the drawing board then 😔
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