#rdr2 transcript

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Horseshoe Overlook: The Spines of America

Full Transcript below ([...] placed where a gap of silence is for the same person speaking or when there’s a long period of silence and distance traveled.)   

[The video starts with getting the mission]

Susan: Mr. Morgan

Arthur: Yes. Miss Grimshaw?

Susan: Mr. Matthews gave me a message for you, he said when it was convenient to head into Emerald Ranch. He’s looking at a few business things there.

Arthur: Okay.

Susan:  Oh, he’ll find something, too, he always does. Well, you be well now, Mr. Morgan.

Arthur: I’m always well, Miss Grimshaw.

[Video cuts to Arthur riding up to Emerald Ranch. [Hosea and Seamus are sitting outside a barn when Arthur walks up to them.]

Hosea: That’s an interesting way of putting it, Seamus.

Seamus: Oh no doubt, I do interesting very well. It’s trusting I don’t do so well.

Hosea: Please… I know how to work with good people, Seamus, and I work in the right way.

Seamus: Well, they all say that… I never met an idiot that called himself one.

Hosea: Very true… in that case, I’m an idiot. But… I know how to get things done efficiently. Look at me, why would I lie about this?

[Arthur approaches]

Hosea: Arthur. This is Seamus… he’s our new partner.

Seamus: I ain’t no such thing.

Hosea: Prospective new partner if he likes us.

Seamus: Liking ain’t the problem… trusting is, as I said. Keep your voices down… I don’t want my boss hearing. This is a side line.

Hosea: Course. Look at us, honest as the day is long.

Seamus: Exactly.

Hosea: I tell you what, let us prove ourselves.

Arthur: Prove ourselves? To this clown? What you talking about?

Seamus: Good day, Hosea, good luck with your business dealings.

Hosea: Listen, he’s rough and ready and quick with his tongue, but I swear, you can trust him, and trust me.

Seamus: I’m an old man.

Hosea: You’re not old, Seamus.

Seamus: I’m old enough… and you know why I ain’t dead?

Hosea: You don’t trust idiots.

Seamus: Exactly.

Hosea: We’re not idiots… let us prove it to you.

Seamus: Okay… I tell you what…

Hosea: (motioning to Arthur, who has sat down, to come over) Arthur!

Seamus: Old Bob Crawford and his boys… just bought a beautiful stolen stage coach from upstate. It’s in their barn. Now you go get that… and then we can work together.

Hosea: Who’s old Bob Crawford?

Seamus: An acquaintance of mine.

Hosea: So you want us to take out your competition?

Seamus: Well, he-he’s not just an acquaintance but a cousin… by marriage. I also want to see if you boys got what it takes. Now, you survive that…

Hosea: Where is he?

Seamus: He’s in a farmhouse just northwest of here, called Carmody Dell. It’s just up the train tracks as you’re heading up towards Fort Wallace. There’s also some money in that house, but that’s your business, not mine, but don’t kill nobody. Folks know we ain’t intimate no more and they’ll know it was me.

Hosea: But, you’re fine with us robbing your cousin?

Seamus: By marriage… and yes, I’d love it.

Hosea: You heard the man, let’s go rob his cousin.

Seamus: By marriage.

[They get on their horses.]

Arthur: Really?

Hosea: Really. Lead the way. He said the place is just northwest of here.

Arthur: Me?

Hosea: You’re the one who’s been out gallivanting around here.

Arthur: That’s what you call it. Clearly you’ve recovered from your bear encounter.

Hosea: Could have played that better, couldn’t you?

Arthur: Thought you wanted me here to show some strong arm? That’s usually how it goes.

Hosea: Yes, but… you know how this works.

Arthur: C’mon, Hosea. That feller’s a joke.

Hosea: And that’s why he’s perfect. He won’t cause us any problems. A safe spot to fence wagons and coaches, that’s easy money for us.

Arthur: I guess you’re right.

Hosea: Come on, it’s not like he’s asking us to rob a bank. If the two of us can’t steal a stagecoach from Seamus’ old crooked cousin by marriage, we should hang up our hats now.

=Emerald Ranch?=

Arthur: So what’s the story with that Emerald Ranch? You find out anything else?

Hosea: A little. Owner’s a nasty type, by all accounts. Seamus is sure scared of him.

Arthur: That’s not saying much.

Hosea: Something strange about the place. Used to be a saloon there, general store. Now it’s all closed up, but they seem to have money.

Arthur: Sounds worth a look around.

Hosea: For sure… Seamus also mentioned the rancher’s daughter a couple of times, how he used to see her around all the time but now she never leaves the house. Probably just sweet on her.

Arthur: That what you call finding out a little?

Hosea: Once he opens up, seems Seamus does like to talk.

Arthur: Hopefully not too much.

=How are you feeling about things?=

Arthur: How you feeling about things now?

Hosea: What things?

Arthur: This place, the gang… been here a few weeks now.

Hosea: Good, I think. Better.

Arthur: I figured more folks would have cut and run on us, given everything that happened.

Hosea: Like Dutch always says, a lone wolf don’t last long out on the plains.

Arthur: He does like to trot that one out.

Hosea: People see that, especially when they get a few years on them. Even someone like Micah. 

Arthur: There’s a couple of folks, I wish, had cut and run.

Hosea: Maybe they’d say the same about you.

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[The two ride until they see the house]

Hosea: That must be the place up ahead. We should go on foot from here. Let's see what we’re dealing with, come on. [...] There’s the house. I see the barn in the back, stagecoach has to be in there. [...] Okay, let’s take a quick look at the place…

=Night=

Arthur: See anyone?

Hosea: Nope. Okay… I reckon we can do it now. Sneak in, I’ll get the coach, you can try the house. Or… wait until morning, when I’ll head over… distract them by putting on a little show… while you sneak into the house, find what you can, and… then get the stagecoach. What do you think?

=Night wait for Day=

Arthur: Let’s wait.

[The next morning]

Hosea: Okay… let’s get on with this, Mr. Morgan.

Arthur: Yes.

Hosea: Let me head up there and make a fool of myself.

Arthur: With pleasure.

Hosea: Just don’t get caught… because it’s me they’ll shoot first.

=Day wait for Night=

Hosea: Okay, let’s take a quick look at the place…

Arthur: Anyone around?

Hosea: Yes. Okay… I reckon we can do it now. I’ll head over, distract ‘em by putting on a little show while you sneak into the house, find what you can… then get the stagecoach. Or… wait until nightfall. Sneak in, then I’ll get the coach. You can try the house. What do you think?

Arthur: Let’s wait.

[Night falls]

Hosea: Okay, let’s go.

Arthur: Sure.

Hosea: You go into the house… I’ll go find this wagon.

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=Day=

(not shown in video but if it’s day and you pick day they say the following two lines)

Arthur: Let’s do it now.

Hosea: Sure. Alright then… don’t follow me. 

[Hosea walks towards the house.]

Hosea: Wait until I have them distracted outside, then sneak into the house.

=Hosea’s Full Distraction=

[He goes to the house to distract its inhabitants. Arthur, meanwhile, is robbing everything that he can find.]

Hosea: My good man… my good young man. Fair thee well! Fair thee well. (chuckles) Is your father home, son?

Junior: Sure is.

Hosea: Get him down here, please, get him down here.

Junior: Get lost, mister.

Hosea: I was lost! For many years, I was lost. Many years. Now I’m not. You know what? [Crawford walks out] Oh, here he is, are you the father of the house?

Crawford: Sure.

Hosea: Pleasure to meet you. I was just chatting with junior here a bit.

Crawford: You selling something, partner?

I’m not selling, I’m giving it away! (CHECK THIS) I was just telling, uh… uh, y-your, junior, what’s your name son?

Junior: Robert Crawford the third, sir. 

Hosea: The… oh?

Hosea: Pleasure to meet you. Both of yous, uh… My name… my name is… now don’t… tell no one because in New York, I’m kind of famous. I once preformed on Broadway… now that’s not important or relevant, I have been saved! I have been found! Oh, no I-I-I saw it in your eyes. You think I’m a nut! Do you think I’m a nut, Bob Crawford the Third?

Junior: I ain’t interested in no religious talk.

Hosea: I’m not a religious man. Respects them as has it, but I got something better. Way better than church. And twice as useful. Free! Spinal… alignment.

Crawford: What?

Hosea: Spinal… alignment! The Lord God Almighty, or who, whomever built us, put our brains in here but our souls is in our backs. You sir, y-your back looks kind of tricky and complicated. 

Crawford: Sure.

Hosea: I can fix that for you. Just ten or, fifteen sessions.

Crawford: Whiskey suits me fine sir.

Hosea: Whiskey? It’s whiskey is, is causing the problems! [...] You ever meet a Scot who didn’t hobble in old age? But the English stand tall, sir… Gin! They drink gin. And what is gin made with? Junipers… And what does the juniper do? Creates movement in the spine… Whereas your whiskey, made with grain as it is, leaves the spine brittle. Hence your hobbling Jock. Please… lay down here a little. It won’t take long. [...]  I was worse than you, sir. I was broken… 

(NOTE: In the video the second angle made the distraction shorter somehow so I went back and got the other bad angle for the rest of the distraction.

Hosea: Look at me now… I dance every night. Women adore me. I got the magic. Seriously, it’s all about the spine. We think our brains is in our heads, but they are in our backs too. Ooh… I can tell you’re a very wise man, but the troubles, they’re killing you…

Crawford: That’s the spot.

Hosea: Oh, I… I know it is… Gimme a minute, sir… you’ll have women again. Women and song and dancing… and dancing, do you like dancing?

Crawford: I’ve never been a dancing man, no.

Hosea: Well, that explains everything… that explains it! Uh, give me a minute, sir! Don’t let those troubles kill ya! Is that better? Just a bit?

Crawford: Yeah… yeah, it’s a… it’s a little bit better!

Hosea: This session has been free but perhaps, I might call again?

Crawford: How much’ll it cost me?

Hosea: I’m offering you virility and you’re asking me about money, sir?

Crawford: I ain’t made of money, mister…

Hosea: My rates are reasonable… have a think about it. I’ll be around this way next week. Goodbye, gentlemen!

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[Video cuts back to Arthur robbing the house with the distraction in the back a few moments after Crawford leaves the house. Arthur leaves a chest open.]

[Video cuts to Hosea getting to the barn first]

Hosea: Get on, dear boy.

=Chest was left open=

Junior: (runs out of the house) Pa, pa… pa, there’s a problem. Pa, there’s a problem. My chest was robbed!

Crawford: (walks out to see the two on the stagecoach) You bastards, you bastards! Junior, get the gun!

Hosea: Damn it, they’re onto us! [...] Damn it, Arthur, you should have been more careful.

Arthur: Yeah, sorry, I must have left a chest open.

=Found chimney stash=

Hosea: So what were you able to lift from the house?

Arthur: Found some money stashed away. Must be a few hundred. Not too bad.

Hosea: Not bad at all.

=Day - Don’t make it into the house=

Hosea: You done? Anything good in there?

Arthur: Er, I didn’t actually make it inside in the end, was too busy watching your show.

Hosea: Christ, Arthur. Well too late now, let’s just grab the stagecoach and go then. (unsubtitled)  Come on, let’s get this thing moving!

=Exit back of house=

(If you go through the front entrance Crawford will see you)

Hosea: (unsubtitled)  I think we’re going the wrong way here [...] Nicely done, we got everything we needed.

Arthur: And I’m pretty sure they never even knew I was there

Hosea: Best way, less problems the better right now. Just need to get back to Seamus in one piece and it’s a good day’s work.

=Day - robbed $0=

Hosea: So what were you able to lift from the house?

Arthur: Er, I didn’t actually make it inside in the end, was too busy watching your show.

Hosea: What? I was supposed to be distracting them, not you!

Arthur: What can I say? You ain’t lost it yet.

=Night=

Hosea: Maybe take a peek through the windows before you go in, make sure it’s all quiet.

[The video then fast forwards through Arthur robbing the house]

Hosea: Get on, dear boy.

=Night - Threaten Bob Crawford=

[Arthur puts a knife to a sleeping Bob Crawford’s throat then covers his mouth with his other hand]

Arthur: Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh… (he removes his hand when Crawford stops making noise) Now where’s the money?

Crawford: Ain’t got no money, mister.

[Arthur punches him]

Arthur: Now somehow I don’t believe you. Where is it?

Crawford: In the chimney.

[Arthur knocks Crawford out]

=Night - Seen/Threatened Bob Crawford]

Hosea: Nicely done, we got everything we needed.

Arthur: One of them spotted me, but he ain’t going nowhere for a while.

Hosea: Dammit, Arthur. Okay, well, let’s just get back to Emerald Ranch and finish things up.

=Night - Didn’t loot the chimney=

Hosea: So what were you able to lift from the house?

Arthur: A few bits and pieces, nothing too fancy.

Hosea: Well we need anything we can get right now.

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(NOTE: The video says “=Night - Didn’t loot the chimney=” but it’s not supposed to and I had already deleted all the video stuff for it so I couldn’t fix it)

Arthur: This was easier than hunting a thousand-pound grizzly anyway.

Hosea: No doubt. I won’t forget that in a hurry.

Arthur: I’m looking forward to your retelling of that one around the campfire.

Hosea: "It wasn’t the first time Mr. Matthews had stared death in the eye, and as usual he did not flinch".

Arthur: Exactly. So how long you think we’re gonna stick around here for?

Hosea: Not sure. Until we can’t, I suppose. Feels like we’re starting to get back on our feet, slowly but surely. Just need to keep at it. Okay, here we are. Just pull the coach into the barn there. Hello, Seamus… we met your cousins.

Seamus: How was it?

Hosea: Fine… nice people.

Seamus: Park that thing in here… quickly. Nice work, Hosea.

Hosea: It was mostly Arthur. Like I said, coarse, but competent.

[Seamus pays for the robbery.]

Seamus: Here.

Hosea: Thank you.

Seamus: If you find any other coaches that need selling… I’ll see what I can offer you for them. But discreet, you know?

Hosea: Of course.

Seamus: Goodbye, gentlemen.

Hosea: I’m heading back to camp, I think. You coming?

=Don’t go back to camp with Hosea=

Arthur: No, I’ll catch up with you later.

Hosea: Okay, stay out of trouble.

=Go back to camp with Hosea=

Arthur: Sure.

[The two ride off and return to camp, video continues to play just to show there’s no other dialogue]

#rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 transcript #arthur morgan #hosea mathews

[arthurmorganwateringhole]

Opening Up the Western Pt 2: The Origins of a Misunderstood Masculinity

[Last edit August 17]

If you read my first essay on why RDR2 Cowboy game is so appealing to a non-traditional audience, then you're probably aware that a lot of this game's appeal is due to Arthur and how the game writers constructed his masculinity. When I tried to think of a proper metaphor for Arthur, really the only thing that comes to mind is a nesting doll -- he's one thing on the outside, but the moment you open up, there's a smaller, more fragile part of him to unpack. He might appear like the typical strong, rugged, masculine cowboy icon that we've come to associate with the Western genre, but his artistic sensibilities and romanticized coding show there's more than meets the eye.

So we've talked about consumption, the historical figure of the Romantic, and how both 19th-century phenomena factor into Arthur's construction as a tragic albeit sexy hero-figure. But what about real examples? Are there real individuals in history who lend themselves to Arthur Morgan, enlivening him, fleshing him out, and ascribing to him all the hurts and scars of an emotionally rich life?

In this essay, I want to talk about a widely misunderstood (thanks to the American public school system and generally people's unwillingness to read) figure of American history: the transcendentalist Henry David Thoreau.

The Unread American Hero: Thoreau and his Philosophy

If you took AP language and composition in an American high school, you're probably aware of who Henry David Thoreau is.

"Oh yeah," you might say, "that guy who ran away to Walden pond because fuck government, right? Don't libertarians love him because he hates society?"

And as you cleverly pat yourself on the back for recalling your teenage internalization of an incompetent high school teacher's lesson, you promptly tuck Thoreau back away into the annals of subconscious memory, happy to let such a toxic masculinist figure wither away with the Founding Fathers and Mark Twain.

Oh dear reader, you couldn't be any more wrong.

So who is Henry David Thoreau? Most people know him as a transcendentalist thinker and naturalist -- a branch of American philosophy that coincided and interacted with late romanticism, the European counterpart of this individualist strain of thought focused on the sublime and the incomprehensible. Less known are more trivial facts. For one, Henry David Thoreau was born in 1817 as the middle child. The most notable of his siblings, John Thoreau, would later figure in his writings and his philosophy in a really significant way.

As a teen, he fell in love with a young Ellen Sewall -- a daughter of a pastor who disapproved of her flirtations with Henry. When Henry proposed to Ellen, the father stopped their engagement and forbade correspondence due to Thoreau's aimless pursuits in philosophy and naturalism.

One thing most people don't know is that the Thoreau's were plagued, literally. None of Henry's siblings ever married or had children, mostly because they died from consumption before they could live out their lives. Thoreau would later die from consumption as well in 1862. He spent his last days in Minnesota, working with indigenous people and seeking to improve his health in the Midwest's cleaner air.

Yet the death that most impacted Henry was that of his older brother John, who died of Tuberculosis in 1842 at the ripe age of 27. Henry and John had been close as brothers. They had gone on fishing trips (one of which remains on record in one of his journals, in which they fished for sturgeon. More notably, Henry, despite loving Maine and the Northeast corridor of America, had plans to move west with his brother, as seen in one of his letters to his brother:

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"I have a proposal to make. Suppose by the time you are released we should start in company for the West, and there either establish a school jointly, or procure ourselves separate situations. Suppose, moreover, you should get ready to start previous to leaving Taunton, to save time. Go I must, at all events. Dr. Jarvis enumerates nearly a dozen schools which I could have,—all such as would suit you equally well.[4] I wish you would write soon about this. It is high season to start. The canals are now open, and traveling comparatively cheap. I think I can borrow the cash in this town. There's nothing like trying."

Note the improvisational quality of their hare-brained plan (borrowing money without specifying from whom or how; a mentor telling Henry of the greater number of schools he could start; the eagerness shared by our own Arthur Morgan to set out West in search of brighter futures). Needless to say, the brothers were the best of friends, and Henry took his untimely passing hard.

When John passed, HDT experiences a sort of vicarious death-wish. Scholar Branka Arsic describes this psychosomatic episode as such:

"The most intense challenge to Thoreau’s understanding of grief and commitment to loss came from personal experience. On January 11, 1842, his brother John died. Thoreau reacted to that death by means of the very grief Emerson thought impossible, by ravaging his body, developing symptoms of John’s illness...—as if wanting to die his brother’s death in an effort to defy the boundaries between survivor and the dead." (Bird Relics 30)

The loss was so great, that unconsciously his body began to emulate the violent death of his brother via lockjaw (a complication from tuberculosis). He began to deteriorate physically and mentally, and some scholars even note the fragmented syntax of his writings in this time.

Yet with loss comes the potential for change and renewal. Henry David Thoreau relocated to the remote Walden Pond, where he sought to observe and exist alongside animals partly in protest against the existence of slavery in the nation and partly to heal and mourn the death of his brother John (and later on, his sister Helen in 1848). There was no antisocial impulse; no libertarian shirking of one's civic duties for taxation. HDT only wanted to protest the institutionalization of chattel slavery and rebuild life after it had so spectacularly crumbled in the span of a few short years.

In Walden, Henry will begin philosophizing on nature, death, and the singularity of individual life that will form the groundwork for his transcendental thinking. In one of his letters to a friend, HDT writes the following:

"Soon after John’s death I listened to a music- box, and if, at any time, that event had seemed inconsistent with the beauty and harmony of the universe, it was then gently constrained into the placid course of nature by those steady notes, in mild and unoffended tone. . . . But I find these things more strange than sad to me. What right have I to grieve, who have not ceased to wonder? We feel at first as if some opportunities of kindness and sympathy were lost, but learn afterward that any pure grief is ample recompense for all. That is, if we are faithful;- for a just grief is but sympathy with the soul that disposes events, and is as natural as the resin on Arabian trees.— Only nature has a right to grieve perpetually, for she only is innocent." (Letters to Miss Lucy Brown, March 1842)

In a moment of quiet self-reflection, Thoreau beautifully structures a rich emotional life modeled after one he finds in nature and in non-human tonality (the music box). Perpetual grief -- that grief which belongs to nature -- is what he aspires, for human grief is not perpetual. It's fleeting. One day, he will move on from his brother John's death, and HDT considers this faithless (compared to the 'faithful' perpetual grief as natural as 'the resin on Arabian trees'). This isn't to say that Thoreau wanted to maintain a constant melancholic mindset, so much as he was loathe to forget his brother; to forget the singularity of his brother's soul and existence, and as some readers of Walden will suggest, he will begin to extend this sort of sympathy to other, non-human animals. Most notably, Thoreau will develop an affinity for birds, and his observations and sketches of these creatures will form the basis for his thinking.

A lot of high schools teach Thoreau by framing Walden and Civil Disobedience as libertarian acts of individual self-assertion; that freedom can only be gained by separating from the shackles of society, but in truth, Thoreau was an abolitionist who hated that society shackled a population simply for their race. He was a sweet, sensitive soul who feared the day he would stop mourning his brother and, later on, his siblings. He spent his hours sketching birds, trees, and other natural phenomena, and he constantly made visits to nearby villages, where he was often made fun of for his unusual clothing. Yes, Thoreau was ridiculed often by city folk because he fashioned his own clothes to better navigate the woods of Concord.

Arthur and Henry - the intertwined mythos

After that brief history lesson, I'm sure you're wondering... What does this have to do with Arthur Morgan, or Red Dead for that matter? As a reminder, the argument of this essay is that Arthur is based on Henry David Thoreau, and both men are equally misunderstood by society writ large in the service of using their image, reputation, and actions to contrive some artificial idea of a strong, rugged masculinity when in reality, they were both tender individuals who had a soft affinity for nature.

One thing most high school students miss out on when Walden is taught, is Thoreau's journal and sketches. Just take a look at some of these images (please don't circulate as I had my partner secretly take photos of this in a VERY exclusive archive and I don't want to get him in trouble).

(an entry from one of Thoreau's journals)

Look at this sketch of Thoreau of a sideways tree

Does it... remind you of anything at all from Red Dead?

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(credit to @papaue00 for the high quality images)

Apart from superficial similarities, they were both in love with a woman out of their socioeconomic league, whose father ended the courtship; they both died from consumption; their last days were spent with indigenous groups; they have a brother(figure) named John; they both had a dream to go out west; loved nature; didn't really hate civilization so much as wish nature was more valued; wrote beautifully on the people who touched their lives...

So on and so on...

Both Arthur Morgan and Henry David Thoreau play with our idea of the iconic Man of the West. Their lives disavow the adherence to a toxic masculinist vision of the cowboy so constantly disseminated in mainstream media. Their journals hide a sensitive interiority that is rich with emotions and observations.

I believe these parallels and similarities are more deliberate than incidental. There is no way Rockstar just coincidentally made them this similar, and besides, the deliberate allusion to Henry David Thoreau (whose writing is already referenced via the stand-in for transcendental philosophers via Evelyn Miller (ironically, Miller's actions seem to mirror what MOST americans think Henry David Thoreau did with his life, by escaping university to retreat to the woods out of an inability to understand fellow man when in truth, Thoreau was just grieving). It makes sense too, given how Evelyn Miller self-destructs in search of an ideal, whereas Thoreau spent his last days attuned with others and wanting to help, sort of like Arthur Morgan.

And in the end, all this seems like a clever commentary on what America actually is: the stuff of myths, oppression, and violence; and the untenable ideal encapsulated via the gentle souls whose lives are all too brief. This tension between the ideal and the real serves to undercut what characters like Dutch believe 'freedom' or 'equality' means. The people who lived this reality died striving for the impossible, but their goals live on through the lives they touched.

#Arthur Morgan #RDR2 meta #Lia rambles

[hunny-pp]

i realise i forgor to post this here but i made a chart w characters that inspired the characterisation of my tavs or have similar beats to them, which help me sort of explain them (theyre fun to make too, try it out) (obviously it goes without saying that some of the similarities apply to some chars shown but not all)

TEXT TRANSCRIPT: Dianthus's chart (ft Mirage and Ballistic (Apex Legends), Lee Dongsik (Beyond Evil), Kate Sharma (Bridgerton), Will Hunting (Good Will Hunting), Arthur Morgan (RDR2)

-(pointing at Mirage and Ballistic) oh i was inspired how these bitches make me grit my teeth w how much they talk (affectionate)

-repressed guilt, low self worth, fears of getting hurt buried under layers of wit, charm, snark, insanity and/or arrogance and abrasion

-at least three of these bitches have a "its not your fault" good will hunting catharsis/emotional journey (bitch one of them IS good will hunting) sos this character (dianthus) has it too

-being a smartass/asshole is both fun and a means of protection

Rhea's chart (ft Mercedes (FE3H), Gabriel/Jim (Good Omens S2), Stereotypical Barbie (Barbie), Mantis (MCU Guardians of the Galaxy), Mulan Rosé (NG), Erii Uesugi (Dragon Raja)

-airheaded but delightfully optimistic and sweet, but an underbelly of wisdom

-lack of social awareness bc they haven't rly experienced life but they stay silly :3

-a sense of individuality and self-actualisation, coupled w a sense of joy and whimsy and a love for a nuanced world - esp if they broke free from a place that was repressing them

-no thoughts, only :3

#hunny's ocs #rhea laurell tag #dianthus nethermane tag #making ocs esp based on customisable MCs is fun its like u make a doll and you get to imagine the silly little adventures they had

[gaim4a]

It took me a year and two months to rewrite all the dialogue from all the major missions in the game! It was quite a ride, but I love every minute of it because the writhing in this game is sooo good. Hope you like it as well!

#red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #arthur morgan #transcript #story #masterpiece #game script #rdr2 uncle

[coldmorte]

2, 4 and 13 (I always need more fic recommendations!) ❤️❤️❤️

Hello again, my dear! 💜💜💜

You are asking the tough questions, and I love it. Keeping me distracted from my homework, which is always nice. Thank you 😘

2) Favorite Dutch quote?

I have 3 written in my journal that I really like. However, I’ll choose one of them with something special attached. I’ve NEVER posted any artwork before (and it’s nowhereeee near as incredible as yours 😵), but here’s a quick sketch I created during a boring class (sorry it’s such a bad picture ahhh):

Transcription - “We are dreamers in an ever duller world of facts”

4) Favorite Dutch camp interaction?

Oh, this is so difficult. Gahhhh!! There are so many I could choose for this?? I think I’m gonna go with the “good people do bad things” interaction with Hosea in Chapter 3. It’s heartfelt and thought-provoking. (Not to mention, a little part of me dies every time I get to hear Dutch say “daddy”)

https://youtu.be/JgZYGUwA7Gs

Although, I also really love the “GODDAMN SNAKES” interaction in Chapter 6 because it’s absolutely hilarious. It’s terrible, but I can’t deny that it cracks me the hell up.

13) What are you top 3 favorite RDR2 fanfics involving Dutch?

I don't usually rank things (especially when it comes to fics). Sooo, since you said you needed more recs that you haven’t read yet, I picked out 3 that are all really, really wonderful! They all deserve more attention, and hopefully, they give you fresh stories to explore. I enjoyed these all quite a bit, and I believe you will, too 🥰🥰🥰

Riders on the Beach by Toast_Senpai -- I have a hard time writing lighthearted VDM fics, so I really appreciate it when others do it well!! This is a very fine example!

Opportunities by @lukasvdm -- Mmm I absolutely LOVE the dynamics of this fic!!! Super brilliant and unusual in the absolute best way possible. Delicious.

Affection by @woman-with-no-name -- I've only recently started getting into reader stuff, and this fic is phenomenal. It captures my feelings towards Dutch so perfectly, and it fully deserves all the love I can give it!! Stunning!

Anyway, I hope these answers were worth the wait! You're always welcome to ask things (keep the faith!!!) ❤️🖤

#I hope it's okay that I tagged and linked for the fics <3 <3 <3 I couldn't find a Tumblr for the first one though?? #there are soooo many wonderful fics though good grief the talent in this fandom is amazing to see #bless you all! #vandermorgan #dutch van der linde #Arthur morgan #Hosea matthews #ask game #ask #zennifer #artwork #mine #basic I know :.) #also super bad lighting at 3am in my tiny little apartment #kasjdgldkas

[reddeadrevival]

I realized I never made an official post for this, but I made a reference blog for rdr2 as a resource to help people with fanworks. (Writers, artists, RPers, cosplayers, etc.)

@reddeadreference

It is a huge work in progress (I only started like... a month or two ago I think but I have 300+ posts so it's a long way from done but there's stuff there)

It's got photo posts, camps by chapter, detail posts, outfit posts, newspapers, letters, POI, cutscene transcripts, shopping catalogue(s), audio, Strangers stuff, building details, Saint Denis' complete layout (one of the first things I did), Journal pages, etc. (The pinned post has a progress map)

#rdr2 #red dead 2 #red dead redemption 2

[rnomics]

Post-transcriptional gene silencing triggers dispensable DNA methylation in gene body in Arabidopsis

AbstractSpontaneous post-transcriptional silencing of sense transgenes (S-PTGS) is established in each generation and is accompanied by DNA methylation, but the pathway of PTGS-dependent DNA methylation is unknown and so is its role. Here we show that CHH and CHG methylation coincides spatially and temporally with RDR6-dependent products derived from the central and 3′ regions of the coding sequence, and requires the components of the #RNA-directed DNA methylation (RdDM) pathway NRPE1, DRD1 and DRM2, but not CLSY1, NRPD1, RDR2 or DCL3, suggesting that RDR6-dependent products, namely long ds#RNAs and/or #siRNAs, trigger PTGS-dependent DNA methylation. Nevertheless, none of these RdDM components are required to establish S-PTGS or produce a systemic silencing signal. Moreover, preventing de novo DNA methylation in non-silenced transgenic tissues grafted onto homologous silenced tissues does not inhibit the triggering of PTGS. Overall, these data indicate that gene body DNA methylation is a consequence, not a cause, of PTGS, and rule out the hypothesis that a PTGS-associated DNA methylation signal is transmitted independent of a PTGS signal. http://bit.ly/2l1PpJl

[reddeadreference]

Horseshoe Overlook: Polite Society, Valentine Style

Full Transcript below ([...] placed where a gap of silence is for the same person speaking or when there’s a long period of silence and distance traveled.)   

Arthur: Hey!

[Uncle startles awake from where he was sleeping against the back of a wagon]

Arthur: Careful not to work yourself to death there, Uncle.

Uncle: I was thinking.

Arthur: Yeah. Does it pay well?

Uncle: Eventually.

Arthur: So, while the rest of us are busy stealing, killing, lying, fighting to try to survive… you get to think all day.

Uncle: It’s a strange world we live in, Arthur Morgan.

Arthur: Do you wanna head into town see if we can find anything out?

Uncle: Sure, I got some errands to run.

Arthur: Great. Go check the horses are ready.

[Having overheard Karen, Tilly, and Mary-Beth walk over.]

Karen: If you’re gonna take the old man into town…. could you take us too?

Arthur: Why what you got planned?

Karen: Nothing… we’ll find something for y’all to do, we always do.

Mary-Beth: We’re bored out of our minds. Been cooped up here for two weeks now. Karen’s about ready to murder Grimshaw.

Arthur: Well, can Miss Grimshaw spare you?

Karen: "Can Miss Grimshaw spare you?" What’s happened to you, Arthur? Three young healthy women want you to take ‘em robbing you’re worried about house chores. Let’s go!

Arthur: Fair enough, you got me. Come on then.

[They happily get into the back of the wagon.]

Tilly: I can’t believe we’re going to see civilization, feels like weeks since we did.

Uncle: (with a chuckle) Yeah, Valentine… the very embodiment of civilization. You ladies are gonna love it.

Arthur: Okay then. Let’s go.

=After “Americans At Rest”=

Uncle: Alright, do you know the way?

Arthur: Yeah… me and the boys got into a bit of a fight at the saloon there.

Karen: (laughs) Already?

Uncle: Oh, so all that talk about how hard you been working… you mean drinking. 

=Before “Americans At Rest”=

Uncle: Alright, out through the trees here, then take a left.

|

Uncle: Ladies, sing us a song.

Ladies: (laughing and singing) I got a girl in Berryville, can’t be screwed ’cause she’s too damn ill. So I don’t go down there no more. There’s a blue horse lays outside her door. I had a girl in Valentine likes to drink that fancy wine. Plumes in her hat was two feet tall the crack in her pants paid for it all. 

Uncle: Go right here, it’s quicker.

Ladies: I got a girl in Berryville. Can’t get it in her cause she won’t stay still. She kicks and squeals and farts and hollers. She kicks and squeals and farts and hollers. Won’t take less than seven dollars.

Ladies: I got a girl across the lane

Karen:  I got a girl in Berryville- (laughs) I messed it up!

Ladies: I got a girl across the lane, hair down there like a horses mane. I got a gal and she’s got a thing, fits my peter like a diamond ring. I had a girl in Valentine likes to drink that fancy wine. Plumes in her hat was two feet tall the crack in her pants paid for it all. 

(That’s all they’ll sing. Then they just sit in silence.)

[As they near a dirt road another wagon drives by.]

Uncle: Look at that coach, he… he’s all over the place.

[ The horse pulling the cart breaks out and runs away but stops on the other side of the road]

Driver: Oh, goddamn it! Oh shit, the horses! This is all I need.

Tilly: Is one of you gonna get that feller’s horse?

Uncle: Oh, I got lumbago, it’s very serious!

=Help=

Arthur: Alright, I’ll see what’s going on…(to himself) Lumbago. Really… (to the driver) You alright there, friend? 

Driver: Oh hey, you couldn’t help me get my other horse back from over there, could you? I’d really appreciate the help. I’m worried this one here will bolt on me too, if I leave him.

(Not in the video but apparently this is said if you wait closer to the driver)

Arthur: Sure, no problem.

Driver: Thanks mister. It’s the white one over there.

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Mary-Beth: Go on, Arthur.

[Arthur slowly walks over to and calms the horse]

Tilly: See, Uncle? That is a gentleman.

[Arthur brings the horse back]

Mary-Beth: There, you got it!

Tilly: Well done, Arthur!

[Arthur brings the horse back]

Arthur: Here… here you go.

Driver: You’re a gentleman, sir, a gentleman!

Arthur: No, not really… I was just… trying to impress the women.

Driver: Well, anyway, thank you.

[Arthur climbs back onto the wagon]

Uncle: C’mon, let’s go!

Karen: To Valentine!

Uncle: You’re turning into a regular old fairy godmother there, Arthur.

Arthur: What’s that supposed to mean?

Mary-Beth: It means you’ve got a heart. A small one perhaps, hidden deep inside, but a real one. And you haven’t, you repulsive old lizard.

Uncle: Lizards have hearts!

Tilly: Well, Arthur, I’m proud of you.

Arthur: To be honest, if you lot hadn’t been here… I probably woulda robbed him.

Mary-Beth: Well, you didn’t!

=Don’t Help=

Arthur: I’m sure he can handle it.

[Karen stands and smacks Uncle on the arm]

Karen: Why didn’t you help that poor man?

Uncle: L-lumbago! It’s really serious, it can be deadly.

Karen: What about you, Arthur?

Arthur: Do I look like I got the energy to waste on charity?That fool can get his own horse.

Mary-Beth: I don’t believe you’re quite that cold, Mr. Morgan.

Arthur: Oh, I’m colder than you realize. I feel bad I didn’t rob and kill the bastard.

Mary-Beth: Very inspiring, Arthur.

|

[They enter Valentine.]

Tilly: Smell those sheep.

Karen: Or is that Uncle?

Uncle: Very funny.

Mary-Beth: This looks like a decent little town.

Tilly: Other people… finally.

Mary-Beth: Look at all that snow on the mountains. Sure don’t want to be back up there.

Tilly: You think we should’ve asked Molly to come with us?

Karen: Oh no, Miss O’Shea is far too high and mighty now for the likes of us… or to do any real work. She’s a society lady, now. Okay, take a good look around, ladies. Let’s see what we got here.

Uncle: Go left here, down the main street. Sheriff’s office on the right. Sure you can pick up some, bounties there, Arthur.

Arthur: Heaven forbid you put your head on the line.

Uncle: That’s a young man’s game.

Karen: Oh yes, we can get up to some mischief here alright…

Arthur: Just remember, keep a low profile.

Karen: Will you remember that, though, Arthur?

Arthur: Probably not.

Uncle: Let’s park up down the end there, near the stables.

[Once the wagon stops]

Uncle: Alright! Here we are, just like I said. The cultural center of civilization. Man at his finest.

Arthur: Uncle, what’re we doing?

Uncle: Well, we’re gonna do what any self respecting maniac does… put the women to work.

Karen: With pleasure… we’ll start at the saloon.

Arthur: Okay, just stay outta trouble and don’t get yourselves noticed.

Uncle: Right, I-I need to get something from the stores.

Arthur: Okay, (to the girls) well we’ll see you at the general store when you’re done.

Karen: Come on ladies… imagine we’re in Paris.

Tilly: I imagine Paris and Valentine are easily confused.

Uncle: Come on.

Arthur: So that’s how you see yourself, is it? A maniac?

Uncle: Well, in my youth, I used to be known as the "one-shot kid".

Arthur: Okay… I’m not gonna ask why.

Uncle: You’re a sad man, Arthur Morgan. But I know you love me.

Arthur: Desperately… you’re my favorite parasite. No… ringworm’s my favorite parasite, you’re my second favorite parasite.

Uncle: Very funny.

Arthur: I lied… ringworm, then rats with the plague, then you.

Uncle: Shut up… this is the place, now. Come on. (to a shopkeeper as they enter) [Uncle will say either “Morning” or “Afternoon” depending on what time it is.]

Arthur: So what do you need?

Uncle: A drop of whiskey for a start. Something to pass the time while we’re waiting on the women.

= After “Americans At Rest”=

Arthur: Yeah, reckon I should probably steer clear of the saloon this time.

Uncle: You’re looking a bit tired there, Arthur. Why you don’t pick up some coffee while we’re here?

Shopkeeper: Lemme know if you have any questions, fellers. Whiskey’s on the top shell, nearest the door. Wait, ain’t you the feller who had the fight with Tommy outside the saloon?

Arthur: Yeah, that all got a little out of hand, but… I didn’t swing first.

Shopkeeper: Sure, well, these things happen. And that was some good viewing. Don’t reckon folk ever seen Tommy lose a fight before.

Arthur: Well, it’s all done now.

[Arthur buys coffee]

Uncle: Okay, if you’re done, I'll meet you outside. I won’t be too long.

=Before “Americans At Rest”=

Arthur: So what do you need?

Uncle: A drop of whiskey for a start. Something to pass the time while we’re waiting on the women.

Arthur: Always thinking ahead, ain’t you

Uncle: You’re looking a bit tired there, Arthur. Why you don’t pick up some coffee while we’re here?

Shopkeeper: Plenty out on the shelves, but I got more out back. Whiskey’s on the top shell, nearest the door.

[Arthur buys coffee]

Uncle: Okay, if you’re done, I'll meet you outside. I won’t be too long.

[At anypoint after buying the coffee, you can leave the store to wait for Uncle. Arthur sits on a bench and shortly after Uncle comes out to join him OR:]

=Wait inside for Uncle to finish shopping=

Uncle: (To the shopkeeper) What do you reckon, a lamb or a sausage?

Shopkeeper: Well, this here’s a sheep town, the lamb’s the best in the state.

Uncle: (after seeing the cheese) Now I know what the smell is.

Shopkeeper: That’s a ripe cheese alright.

Arthur: So, you’re actually buying for once? Are you feeling alright?

Uncle: See this? Young folk got no respect for their elders no more. [...] Well look at this, a jaw harp.

Arthur: What is this list of yours?

Uncle: I got a lot to replenish after that godawful time in the mountains.

Shopkeeper: All done.

Uncle: Thank you kindly. (after placing money on the counter) This should do the trick.

Shopkeeper: Yep… that’s fine whisky.

Uncle: That should do us, let’s go wait for them outside.

Shopkeeper: All the best, fellers. Try to stay out of trouble now.

|

=Waited inside/ last out of store=

[Arthur walks out to where Uncle is sitting on the bench drinking from the bottle. He holds it out to Arthur who sits down beside him.]

Uncle: Oh, here’s to your good health, sir… and to being down here, off that mountain.

Arthur: Absolutely.

[In the background Karen can be seen bringing a man to the hotel]

Uncle: It’s a funny world. This time in my career… I pictured myself being married to an heiress.

=Wait outside/first out of store=

[Uncle walks out to where Arthur is sitting on the bench. He takes a swig of the bottle before holding it out to Arthur.]

Uncle: Here’s to your good health, my sir.

Uncle: It’s a funny world. This time in my career… I pictured myself being married to an heiress.

[The scene fades to black and Arthur seems to fall asleep. A little while later, Mary-Beth wakes him up as she walks up to them.]

Mary-Beth: Gentlemen. I think I’ve got something good. I snuck into this fancy house and acted like a servant girl, usually works. Someone was saying her sister was taking a trip from New York or someplace. Train full of rich tourists, heading to Saint Denis and then cruising off to Brazil.

Arthur: Okay.

Mary-Beth: A train laden with baggage and passing through a bit of deserted country at night as to get to the docks in time for the tides in some place called Scarlett Meadows.

Uncle: Yeah, I know it… yeah, yeah, it’s right out near New Hanover. Right, it’s real quiet out there.

Arthur: Sounds good. Where’s Tilly and Karen?

Mary-Beth: I think at the hotel… they were picking up some drunken fellers that they was going to rob.

Arthur: Why?

Mary-Beth: It seemed easy. They have been gone for quite a while.

Arthur: I guess I’ll go see if there’s any trouble.

[Mary-Beth sees Tilly and a man who is pulling her into the small alleyway between the bank and the hotel]

Mary-Beth: Oh, there’s Tilly over there… that does not look ideal.

Arthur: Excuse me.

[Arthur goes to confront the man and save Tilly]

Tilly: Get your hands off me!

Stranger: You thought I wouldn’t find you, Tilly?

Tilly: You can go kiss a damn snake for all I care… get off me! Get off of me!

=Defuse=

Arthur: Get your hands off her, friend.

Stranger: Who are you?

Tilly: A friend of mine…

Arthur: Get off her.

Stranger: Or what, exactly.

Arthur: You wanna find out?

Stranger: You’re making a big mistake, Tilly Jackson.

Tilly: Just get lost.

Stranger: (as he’s walking away) I ain’t doing this with you right now.

Arthur: Go wait with Uncle and Mary Beth, they’re across the street.

Tilly: Okay, thanks Arthur.

=Interviece=

(It’s a personal choice of mine to point the gun at him for this)

Arthur: (threatening) Get your hands off of her.

Stranger: Who are you?

Tilly: A friend of mine…

Arthur: (threatening) Get the hell off of her, you son of a bitch.

Stranger: Hey… hey take it easy. There’s no problem here.

Arthur: There will be if you don’t get outta here right now.

Stranger: You’re making a big mistake, Tilly Jackson.

Tilly: Just get lost.

Stranger: I ain’t doing this with you right now.

Arthur: Go wait with Uncle and Mary Beth, they’re across the street.

Tilly: Okay, thanks Arthur.

=Question=

Arthur: What was that all about?

Tilly: Just someone I used to know.

|

[Arthur calls across the street]

Arthur: Uncle! Look after her. I’mma go see about Karen in the hotel.

[Arthur enters the hotel.]

Hotel owner: Can I help you, sir?

=Question=

Arthur: I’m looking for a girl who came in here earlier with a drunk feller? Mid twenties, blonde, you’d remember her.

Hotel owner: Yeah, they’re in 2B, upstairs. Are you, uh, a friend of his?

Arthur: A friend of hers…

Hotel Owner: (as Arthur goes upstairs) No trouble now, please!

=Just go upstairs=

[Soon Arthur hears Karen’s voice from the next room.]

Karen: Get off of me!

Stranger 2: I’m getting what I paid for!

Arthur: (kicking the door in) Hey!

Stranger 2: Who are you?

Arthur: A friend of hers.

Stranger 2: Get outta here, buddy, I paid.

Arthur: Ain’t paid to hit her, you goddamn animal! Come here!

[He knocks out the stranger with several punches.]

Arthur: What the hell were you doing here?

Karen: Trying to play him. Not very well.

Arthur: You okay?

Karen: Fine…

Arthur: You sure?

[The two start to leave]

Karen: Yeah. Nothing… nothing to worry about, just… men, but… stupid bastard… stupid bastard was boasting about the bank.

Arthur: The bank?

Karen: Sure, I know small town banks are usually a waste of time, (Hotel owner: I hope uh, everything’s okay up there?) but… this is a livestock town, there’s lots of cash sometimes.

Arthur: Okay… keep investigating.

Karen: I will. After you. 

[The two leave and it switches to a cutscene- note during this Downes can be heard and is labeled as Stranger 3 by the game but I did not include his dialogue.]

Karen: ]Thank you, Arthur. I don’t much like being saved, but… when I have to be.

Arthur: I understand.

[They go outside and across the street to where the others are waiting.]

Tilly: You okay?

Karen: Sure, he only punched me. Arthur punched him a lot harder.

Arthur: Yeah. Alright then.

Mary-Beth: Hey, who’s that guy over there looking at us?

[A man on horseback is watching them]

Stranger 3: Weren’t you in Blackwater a few weeks back?

Arthur: Me? No, sir. Ain’t from there.

Stranger 3: Oh, you were. Well, I definitely saw you. With a bunch of fellers.

Arthur: Me? No, impossible. Listen, buddy. Come here for a minute.

Stranger 3: I saw you…

Arthur: Come here.

Stranger 3: (to his horse) Come on, get!

[He rides away on his horse.]

Uncle: I don’t like this.

Arthur: Me neither. Go get the girls home. I’m gonna go have a word with our friend.

Tilly: Be careful, Arthur.

Arthur: Just a word.

[Arthur borrows a horse to chase after the man]

Civilian: Hey! That’s my horse!

Arthur: Just borrowing it…

Stranger 3: You stay away from me!

Arthur: Get back here right now! [...] You stop right here!

Stranger 3: I don’t want no trouble!

Arthur: We need to talk, pal!

Stranger 3: Come on, hyah! Hyah!

[the man rides too close to the cliff and falls off his horse]

Stranger 3: Help! Someone!

=Question=

Arthur: Why are you telling lies about me?

Stranger: No, no! I-I-I got it wrong, partner… I got it very wrong, now please, help me up!

Arthur: I ain’t never been in Blackwater…

Stranger: Then why are you chasing me?

Arthur: I’ve got an unfortunate face.

Stranger: Yes, yes… me too… now please, pull me up, please! Please! 

=Help=

Arthur: Alright… come on… 

[Arthur helps the man up]

Arthur: You okay, partner?

Stranger 3: No… no, I am not. I’m a mess.

Arthur: Well, you ain’t dead.

Stranger 3: There is that. Jimmy Brooks.

[He stretches out his hand, but Arthur does not shake it.]

Arthur: I think it’s best for both of us… if we pretend this never happened.

Jimmy: Oh, I agree. You saved my life. You’re a good man and I, err…Here. you want a pen? It’s one of them steel ones.

Arthur: Oh… that’s very kind of you. But I’m not a good man, Jimmy Brooks… not usually. You see… I was in Blackwater. I kill people… and maybe I shoulda killed you. Should I have killed you, Jimmy Brooks?

Jimmy: Me…? I n-never saw you… not-not now, not-not never. I think we have an understanding?

Arthur: Of course we do. Jimmy Brooks… I will remember that. I’ve got a good memory.

Jimmy: I haven’t… I haven’t! Not-not one lick! Not… one sense in this here old mind! (to himself as he’s getting on his horse) C’mon, c’mon… (to Arthur) You have a nice day now, sir.

[Jimmy leaves in a hurry and the mission ends but there’s an optional task of bringing back the horse you borrowed.]

=Kill=

Stranger 3: Please! My hands are slipping.

[Arthur steps on his fingers, the man falls to his death, and Arthur loses honor]

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=Return the horse=

Civilian: Hey! My horse! Am I glad to see you!

Arthur: Here’s your horse back, friend.

Civilian: Oh, you really were just borrowing it!

Arthur: Appreciate it.

#rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 transcript #arthur morgan #rdr2 uncle #mary-beth gaskill #tilly jackson #karen jones

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Horseshoe Overlook: Exit Pursued by a Bruised Ego

Full Transcript below ([...] placed where a gap of silence is for the same person speaking or when there’s a long period of silence and distance traveled.)   

[Hosea calls out to Arthur from where he’s sitting on a rock cleaning a large rifle.]

Hosea: Hey, Arthur! 

Arthur: Hosea.

Hosea: You wanna go hunting?

Arthur: (As Hosea hands him the rifle) )What are you hunting? An elephant?

Hosea: I wish. No, I saw a huge bear. One of the biggest I ever saw. I reckon nearly a thousand pounds.

Arthur: My god. What, you need me to come with you?

Hosea: Of course. Let’s go.

Arthur: Well, where are we heading exactly?

Hosea: Up near the Dakota River. Might take a day or two.

Arthur: I could do with a break from this place.

Hosea: Oh, me too. It’s been a rough couple of weeks. You need anything?

Arthur: I don’t think so, I got all I need.

Hosea: Let’s go then. 

[The two walk over to where the horses are hitched.]

Hosea:So, you still ain’t replaced Boadicea?

Arthur: Nah. I miss her, she was quite a horse. This one’s okay but… ain’t no Boadicea.

Hosea: I been meaning to offload this big shire horse for a while now. Unruly bastard!

Arthur: Where’d you get him?

Hosea: Some big, loud-mouthed bastard tried to rob me when I was out riding so I… well, you know how it is.

Arthur: I see.

Hosea: Let’s take him to Valentine. It’s on the way, sort of. There’s a decent dealer there. We’ll unload him, you can buy yourself a new horse. Put your saddle on him, let’s get going.

Arthur: Okay, but I do kind of like this horse.

[Arthur unsaddles his current horse]

Hosea: There’s nothing wrong with two horses. And the stables always have the best ones.

Arthur: (to Hosea) I guess you’re right. (to the horse as he puts the saddle on it) Let’s get this on right, boy.

=Version 1=

Hosea: This is gonna be fun, Arthur.

Arthur: He won’t throw me?

Hosea: No, he’s an angel… if I’m near him…

Arthur: Nasty little look in his eyes.

Hosea: Don’t be rude about this magnificent creature.

Arthur: (to the horse) Easy, big feller.

Hosea: Alright, let’s head into town. 

=Version 2= (No idea what makes one happen over the other.)

Hosea: Okay, see if you can get your leg over that brute.

Arthur: (to the horse) Easy, big feller.

=After “Americans at Rest”=

Hosea: No bar fights, please. I heard about that.

Arthur: I’ll do my best.

|

[The two leave camp]

Hosea: (shouting to camp) We’re heading out. Might be gone a couple of days. (to Arthur) They got a good range of horse tack at the Valentine stables. Some beautiful saddles… I used to have a real nice one.

Arthur: Yeah, what happened to that?

Hosea: Got stolen outside that saloon in Deer Creek.

Arthur: Oh I remember now, just about. That turned into a long day.

Hosea: Yes, remember? Mac went crazy, threatened to kill the whole town. And Davey was passed out so cold we left him there, came back in the next day and he woke up, started right back drinking again.

[the two chuckle]

Arthur: I miss those boys.

Hosea: Jenny too. She had some spark, that girl.

Arthur: It must be pretty hard on Lenny, you could tell he was sweet on her.

Hosea: Well, Lenny and Jenny could never have worked. That’s like Arthur and Martha, Or Bill and Phil.

Arthur: Maybe you’re right… Does feel a bit like our luck died with them, too.

Hosea: Nonsense. We’ll be alright. Just need some money to get back on our feet.

Arthur: I hope so. You and a way to offload those Cornwall bonds yet?

Hosea: Not yet. They’re still very hot. Need to be done right. I have a couple of leads I’m looking into. 

[the horse Arthur is on begins to get agitated]

Hosea: Don’t let that big bastard get the better of you there, Arthur.

Arthur: He’s alright.

Hosea: Stables are just up ahead.

[the two stop outside the stables]

Hosea: Alright, go sell that big brute and… buy yourself a horse.

Arthur: Okay.

Hosea: I’m going off to the general store… get a few things to lure that bear out with… Meet you back here in a bit.

[Arthur enters the stables and dismounts the horse]

Shopkeeper: Hey, how can I help you?

Arthur: I’m in the market for a new horse. Something strong and fast.

Shopkeeper: Well, you’re in the right place… I’ve got some beauties in at the moment. (he whistles to a stablehand) Yeah… and what about this one here? You looking to sell?

Arthur: I ain’t sure yet.

Shopkeeper: You got papers?

Arthur: No, no papers.

Shopkeeper: Well, of course, that’s gonna affect what I can pay but your lucks in. I got a feller who’s been looking for a decent workhorse like this for a while. He’ll pay a good price. Otherwise, I can always stable him here for you. Here, take a look.

Shopkeeper: Alright, partner… you got yourself a deal… and a fine new horse.

Arthur: I hope so.

Shopkeeper: Well, I don’t sell anything other than good animals. You have my word on that. Alright let’s see… here are your papers… and on me, a new grooming brush and some treats.

Arthur: Appreciate it.

Shopkeeper: (to the horse) Alright you… you treat this feller well… I know he’s gonna look after you just fine.

(Depending on which horse you get, Hosea makes different comments)

=$15 Morgan=

Hosea: Interesting choice. How much did you pay for that thing?

Arthur: Not that much.

Hosea: Okay, well… with some good care, you should be able to make something of it.

=$150 American Standardbred=

(The following two lines were kept in because the video shows the horse)

Shopkeeper: Alright, partner… you got yourself a deal… and a fine new horse.

Arthur: I hope so.

(Skips to Arthur leading the horse out of the stables)

Hosea: Not bad, Arthur. You happy?

Arthur: I guess we’ll see.

=$450 Dutch Warmblood=

(The following two lines were kept in because the video shows the horse)

Shopkeeper: Alright, partner… you got yourself a deal… and a fine new horse.

Arthur: I hope so.

(Skips to Arthur leading the horse out of the stables)

Hosea: Looks like a nice animal you got there. You happy?

Arthur: Guess we’ll see.

|

Hosea: Alright, let’s get going. We got quite a ride ahead of us.

Arthur: Lead the way. So… what’s this lake we’re heading for?

Hosea: It’s called O’Creagh’s Run, up in the mountains east of Cumberland Falls. I just hope I can remember how to get there.

Arthur: Back into the mountains, I sure didn’t figure on that.

Hosea: But this time we’re doing the chasing… So how are things with you and John?

Arthur: Fine.

Hosea: Ain’t it about time you let it go now?

Arthur: It was a year, Hosea. He ditched us for a goddamn year.

Hosea: I’ve spoken to him many times… he knows he did wrong… he just wants to put it behind him.

Arthur: I’m sure he does. Running off on that kid is one thing, but there’s a code, and he knows that. He ain’t Trelawny. Dutch and you pretty much raised him.

Hosea: I know… but it’s done, has been for a while now. 

Arthur: (sighs) Nobody else would have been welcomed back that easy after that long, and you know it.

Hosea: Maybe. But please don’t you put that to the test.

(Note: Arthur responds with “I never would” but the cutscene cuts him off)

[Between Hosea’s lines there’s shots of the two riding and scenic shots of the area)

Hosea: Okay, I think we need to head right up here. [...]  Yes… I remember this place… Moonstone Pond. We’re going the right way. [...] That’s the lake there. Good, we made it. Let’s loop around the other side.

=Ask about Sean? - Before “Americans At Rest”=

Arthur: So what do you think about Sean? You reckon he’s alright?

Hosea: Who knows, I sure hope so, but it’s been a while now… somebody said he got knocked out in Blackwater?

Arthur: Yeah, I just don’t know if he was picked up, or picked off.

Hosea: Or got away. If there’s one thing Sean Macguire’s good at, it’s wriggling outta things.

Arthur: Yeah, guess we don’t know nothing till we know.

=Ask about Sean? - After “Americans At Rest”=

Arthur: I should really be heading back over to Great Plains to see about Sean.

Hosea: It’s bounty hunters who’ve got him?

Arthur: So Trelawny says… Javier and Charles have gone with him to scope it out.

Hosea: Pretty dangerous going anywhere near Blackwater.

Arthur: Right… but, if he’s alive, we gotta try.

Hosea: Of course. 

=Ask about Sean? - After “The First Shall Be The Last”=

Arthur: Well at least Sean made it back.

Hosea: And how he’s enjoyed his hero’s return.

Arthur: He’ll be celebrating a month from now.

Hosea: So how bad was it, Blackwater, I mean?

Arthur: Pretty bad. Swarming with Pinkertons. No way we’re getting back in there any time soon.

Hosea: Well let’s just hope they don’t find that money.

=Ask about Micah? - At any point=

Arthur: Where you think Micah and Lenny got to? Susan sent them out scouting, but I figured they’d be back by now.

Hosea: I have no idea. I hope they weren’t picked up.

Arthur: Why she sent Micah, I don’t know.

Hosea: He’s effective, in his own way. And Lenny’s got a good head on his shoulders.

Arthur: Shouldn’t have taken them this long.

Hosea: No, but no point in thinking the worst.

|

Hosea: Look there, rabbits. Maybe we should catch one to cook.

Arthur: Sure, I’ll try and shoot one.

Hosea: You don’t want to use anything too powerful on a small animal like that. You’ll just ruin the meat. Best thing’s a bow or a .22 caliber varmint rifle.

Arthur: I have hunted rabbits before, you know.

Hosea: Yes, and obliterated them with a shotgun, if I remember right.

[Arthur shoots a rabbit with a bow and arrow]

Arthur: Got one!

[Arthur gets the rabbit and brings it back up the hill to Hosea)

Hosea: Good job. [...] Alright… it’s getting late. Reckon we should camp here…

Arthur: Sure.

Hosea: Well then, you get us set up.

[Scene fades to night where the two are by a campfire.]

Arthur: I’m famished.

Hosea: Cook that rabbit then. They’re… delicious on an open fire like this.

Arthur: Fine by me. [...] 

=if you don’t cook right away=

Hosea: Go on then, I thought you said you were famished?

[Arthur cooks the meat over the fire]

Arthur:You want some of this?

Hosea: No, I’m fine, I don’t like eating this late.

Arthur: Okay, after all that…

Hosea: Alright… well… we better get some rest. I wanna be up at first light to find this monster.

=If you don’t sleep right away=

Hosea: Sleep well, Arthur.

Arthur: He better be worth all this drama.

[The next morning.]

Hosea: Morning, Arthur. You ready?

Arthur: Gimme a minute.

Hosea: Coffee?

Arthur: Sure.

Hosea: There you go.

Arthur: So… what’s your plan?

Hosea: Well… we’ll see if we can track him, but we might need to lay bait to draw him out. Bears like fish, obviously, but they also have a sweet tooth. A lot of fellers bait then shoot from the trees, but I prefer to hunt on the ground. More dangerous, but we’ll have a much better chance of getting a good shot in and if he bolts we can start right off after him. (he holds out two things to Arthur) Can you mix up this bait for me while I finish packing us up? Fish, berries. Tie it up in that rag when you’re done.

Arthur: I hope you know what you’re talking about.

Hosea: I grew up in the mountains, Arthur… I was virtually weaned on bear meat.

Arthur: Okay, I think I got this done.

Hosea: Good… Pack up and we’ll get going.

=If you wait=

Hosea: Come on, grab your stuff and let’s go

Hosea: Okay, let’s go. 

[the two mount up]

Hosea:We’ll try our luck down by the water, that’s where I saw him last. How’s that horse treating you? 

Arthur: So far, so good. 

Hosea: You know, I was in this area with Bessie, years ago.

Arthur: Really? I didn’t know that. I imagine you still miss her.

Hosea: Every day.

Arthur: Did you two ever think about getting out of the life?

Hosea: We did briefly, you don’t remember? Guess you were still young. Didn’t last long. I drifted back into it. She understood… she knew what I was.

Arthur: I remember you not being around for a while, but things were looser back then.

Hosea: Truth is, there’s never really any getting out, and staying in… it’s hard, you know that, but Bessie and I made it work. Why, you thinking about getting out?

Arthur: Me? No, of course not.

Hosea: Listen, if Dutch’s grand plans work, and we can make enough money to go some place new, really new, maybe we can all have a new start. Anyway, for now, let’s try and chase ourselves a bear, shall we? Let’s look by the water here, see if  he’s been fishing again recently. [...] Look for tracks, dung, bones… any sign of him.

(Hosea will just pace the area if you don’t find the clue)

Arthur: There’s some paw marks here, Hosea, they sure look big enough.

Hosea: Good, let’s hope it’s him. Can you tell which way he went?

Arthur: This way. (Arthur follows the trail) [...] The tracks go into those trees. [...] Wait a minute… there’s something on the ground here.

Hosea: Half eaten fish here… must have been left by our friend, I reckon.

Arthur: Come on, let’s see if there’s anything else. [...] Something else on the ground just here. Bear shit here, watch your step.

Hosea: Looks real fresh. Reckon he’s gotta be close.

Arthur: Let’s keep going. [...] Damn it looks like the trail ends here.

(gameplay switches to a cutscene)

Arthur: We lost him?

Hosea: For now… a little optimism, Arthur.

Arthur: Well… what do you think?

Hosea: I think we split up and each look.

Arthur: Either that or… we could place bait here.

Hosea: That could work… which you think?

=Use Bait=

Arthur: Let’s bait here.

Hosea: Fine by me. Let’s leave the bag over there. By those boulders up ahead looks like a good spot for it.

[The two walk over to the spot and Arthur puts out the bait]

Hosea: Now we wait.

Arthur: A thousand pounds, you say?

Hosea: More or less. Big scar down his face. Hey, did that bait look okay to you?

Arthur: I think so… you’re the expert.

Hosea: Ready with your gun there?

Arthur: I’m good. You okay? You seem nervous.

Hosea: So do you. I’m fine. [...] Let;s just take a look at that bait… 

[Hosea gets up and walks over, Arthur follows]

Arthur: Sure…

Hosea: Come on.

Arthur: We only just set it, Hosea.

Hosea: I know, but we need to do this right. [...] Give me a hand here. Got your knife?

[The bear quickly approaches]

Hosea: Shit… Easy… No, it’s too close.

[Arthur shoots at and scares the bear away]

Hosea: Arthur?

Arthur: You’re fine, old man.

|

=Split up=

Arthur: Let’s split up.

Hosea: Okay… I’ll head this way… you head down that track. 

[The two splits up to look. Arthur finds a clue then hears Hosea fire off a shot]

Hosea: Arthur! Help! (shooting) Stay back! (to Arthur) Arthur!

[The scene switches to a cutscene of Hosea running from the bear]

Hosea: Shoot that thing, please! Look out!

[Arthur shoots the bear several times and it runs away.]

Hosea: Over here, Arthur.

Arthur: You’re fine, old man.

Hosea: Of course, I’m fine, it’s… it’s nothing… nothing at all.

[Arthur helps him up and Hosea whistles for the horses]

Arthur: Thank you… I think. That was fun.

Hosea: You know what, Arthur Morgan? I’m a little old and beaten up to be after the biggest game. You can have this.

Arthur: What is it?

Hosea: It’s a map. A man in a bar gave it to me, well I stole it from him but that’s another story. He said it-it told him where to find some real big animals.

Arthur: Thank you.

Hosea: It’s a pleasure. You saved my life, Arthur. I think I’m going back to camp to lick my wounds. You coming, or… you gonna track that monster? Well?

=Stay=

Arthur: I’m gonna stick around here for a while.

Hosea: I’ll see you back at camp?

[He leaves on his horse]

=Go with Hosea=

Arthur: I’m coming with you.

Hosea: Let’s get going then.

[They ride off and the scene fades to black then to the two arriving back at camp]

Arthur: Let’s see if Dutch gives us any crap about disappearing like that. I don’t need anything “we gotta be out there making money” speech.

Hosea: We were just out scoping a lead… he doesn’t need to know it was a big furry one. Well, thanks, Arthur. I probably owe you one.

Arthur: Don’t worry about it.

Hosea: I need to head out to Emerald Ranch soon, look into something.

Arthur: See you later.

#red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #hosea mathews #arthur morgan #rdr2 cutscenes #rdr2 transcript

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Tiny Blog Progress Update

Drafts: 58 Queue: 3

Okay so I haven’t touched this blog or RDR2 in about a week. The queue (as you can see by the numbers above) has slowly been uploading mission posts (it had been doing one mission one POI for a few days but I had run out of POI - there are still a handful of POI I need to make posts for - so it’s been doing two missions a day until today it posted the final mission post.)

We’re gonna switch to one queued post a day until I get the queue filled up again. Tomorrow the final story-journal pages post will be up. Noon EDT/EST will be the post time.

I have all chapter 2 cutscenes recorded and half of them edited/transcribed. Those will be added to the queue and be the next things posted. (These are also what’s causing other posts to take so long because most of my time was replaying the same mission to get all choices and options recorded.)

What’s stopping me from completing the newspapers is I need to know which ones are only there after certain stranger missions/only there in certain issues/I need the actual transcripts for those that I don’t have yet.

What’s stopping me from posting character posts is I need a lot more photos and details, I’m going to try and get Abigail’s up before the end of the month to show what the posts will be like. 

What’s stopping me from posting the remaining POI posts is just I need photos of the things themselves and I had been busy with other parts of the game. 

What’s stopping me from posting certain location posts is that some locations change between the main game and the epilogue and I only have half the photos I need (one year or the other).

#not a reference post #blog progress update

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Guess who just accidentally deleted every RDR2 video file I had on my ps4...

The only thing this delays is the cutscene/transcript posts because I have to redo/re-record a bunch of missions (which I had to do anyways to get the alt paths now I just have to do it again again.) I also had a bunch of lil clips of camp 'scenes' so that'll be annoying to have to redo.

#rdr2 #not a reference #blog update post?

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Colter: Outlaws from the West

Full Transcript below  ([...] placed where a gap of silence is for the same person speaking.)

[Words fade onto and off screen]

By 1899, the age of outlaws and gunslingers was at an end

America was becoming the land of laws…

Even the west had mostly been tamed.

A few gangs still roamed but they were being hunted down and destroyed.

Rockstar Games presents

Red Dead Redemption II

(Opening credits are not transcribed.)

[A loud snowstorm, a caravan of wagons travels through the night. Reverend Swanson gets out of the back of the front wagon to walk ahead to speak to Dutch and Hosea who are driving the wagon.]

Swanson: Abigail says he’s dying, Dutch. We’ll have to stop some place.

Dutch: Okay. Arthur’s out looking, I sent him up ahead.

[Reverend Swanson makes a noise of acknowledgement before returning to the back of the wagon.]

Hosea: If we don’t stop soon, we’ll all be dying. This weather.. It’s May. I’m just hoping the law got as lost as we did.

[The sound of a horse ahead of them.]

Dutch: There. Arthur! Any luck?

Arthur: I found a place where we can get some shelter. Let Davey rest while he… you know. An old mining town, abandoned, it ain’t far. Come on.

Dutch: Come on!

[The setting freezes and fades to black before the words “Chapter 1 Colter” appear on screen.]

[From the black screen - Hosea pushes open a door of a cabin, gun in one hand, lantern in the other as he steps inside. Once he determines it’s clear/safe he moves back to the open doorway.]

Hosea: Bring him in here!

[Abigail enters, then Bill and Arthur carry Davey in on a makeshift stretcher, followed by Reverend Swanson. Tilly brings in Jack. Dutch stands at the door with a lantern and motions for Karen, Mary-Beth, Molly, and Susan to follow.]

Susan: Miss Gaskill... get that fire lit quick. Miss Jones bring in whatever blankets we have. Mr Pearson, see what we got in terms of food.

[While Susan Grimshaw was giving orders Abigail realizes Davey isn’t breathing anymore.]

Abigail: Davey’s dead.

Swanson: There was… nothing more you could have done.

[Reverend Swanson places coins over Davey’s eyes.]

Hosea: What are we gonna do? We need supplies.

Dutch: Well, first of all you’re gonna stay here… and you are gonna get yourself warm. Now, I sent John and Micah scouting out ahead. Arthur and I, we’re gonna ride out see if we can find one of ‘em.

Arthur: In this?

Dutch: Just for a short bit… I don’t see what other choice we have. (To Everyone) Listen… Listen to me all of you, for a moment. Now, we’ve had.. well, a bad couple of days. I loved Davey… Jenny… Sean, Mac, they may be okay, we don’t know. But we lost some folks. Now, if I could… throw myself in the ground in their stead… I’d do it… gladly. But…we’re gonna ride out and we are gonna find some food. Everybody, we’re safe now. There ain’t nobody following us through a storm like this one… and by the time they get here… well, we’re gonna be… we’re gonna be long gone. We’ve been through worse than this before. Mr. Pearson, Miss Grimshaw, I need you to turn this palce into a camp. We may be here for a few days. Now all of you… all of you. Get yourselves warm. Stay strong. Stay with me. We ain’t done yet! [Dutch grabs his lantern.] Come on, Arthur.

Susan: Alright, we’ve got some work to do.

[Dutch and Arthur leave the cabin.]

Dutch: Well, we ain’t run into them yet. So… they both must have headed down the hill.

Arthur: Sure. Hey… I ain’t had the time to ask. What really went down back there on that boat?

Dutch: We missed you, that’s what happened. Come on.

[Charles approaches with The Count and Taima.]

Charles: Hey! You need horses?

Dutch: Oh yeah.. And Mr Smith, get yourself indoors. You need to rest that hand.

Charles: I’ll live.

Dutch: Get indoors, son! I… we, need you strong.

[Switch from cutscene to gameplay]

Charles: Okay.

Dutch: Come on, let’s go.

Arthur: Ain’t sure what we’re gonna find out here, Dutch.

Dutch: We have to try. Stay close, we’ll do our best to stick to the trail.

Arthur:This goddamn weather.

Dutch: Been two days or more like this now. Oh, it has to blow over soon. [...] Careful over this bridge here.

=Only If you remain behind Dutch and don’t move along side him before he asks=

Dutch: Hey, move up along side me. Can’t see you back there.

|

Arthur: Can’t Believe we lost Davey too.

Dutch: He’s the last one Arthur. No more. We need to get those people warm and fed.

Arthur: Least we don’t need to worry about Pinkertons tailing us in this.

Dutch: A couple more days, we’ll be on the other side. You need to help me pick the others back up. You’re the only one I can rely on to stay strong right now.

Arthur: We got fire and shelter, that’s a start.

=What About the money?=

Arthur: And what about the money? Please tell me you at least got the money before it all went to hell on that boat?

Dutch: We did… it’s stashed with the rest of the money in town. It’ll be safe for now… but we sure can’t go back there to collect it any time soon.

=Was it a trap?=

Arthur: So… do you think it was a trap? In Blackwater?

Dutch: That many men? Oh, they knew we were coming. But there was money on that boat alright, lots of it. I stashed what we took with all our money in town, right before we fled. 

|

Dutch: Hey, I think I see something up the path.

[Switch from gameplay to cutscene]

Dutch: You up ahead! Who’s there? 

[The man on horseback gets close enough for Dutch to identify him.]

Dutch: Micah.

Micah: Gentlemen. 

Dutch: Found anything?

Micah: I think so. Found a little homestead down thataway.

Dutch: Okay. Anyone home?

Micah: Sure. Place is blazing with light and noise. Sounded like a party. 

Dutch: Let’s go see.

Micah: Follow me. How’s Davey doing?

Dutch: Ah, he didn’t make it. Nor did little Jenny.

[Switch from cutscene or gameplay]

Micah: That’s too bad. Davey was a real fighter. Both of them Callander boys is, or… was

Dutch: Yeah.

Micah: And Mac and Sean?

Dutch: We don’t know.

Micah: Quite a business…

[The three have to yell over the wind to hear each other as the wind picks up.]

Dutch:I’m glad you’re alright, Micah.

Micah: Always.

Arthur: Ask him if he’s seen John.

Dutch: Hey, have you seen John, Micah?

Micah:  Didn’t see much of anything once this storm came in.

Dutch: He hasn’t seen him.

Arthur:  He’ll be fine. Things always turn out right for that boy.

Dutch: I hope… Mac and Sean are still out there somewhere too. Hey, Arthur, let me take the rear, you move up.

[Arthur moves up in the formation]

=Are you sure about this?=

Arthur: You sure about this, Micah?

Micah: Mr. Morgan, I never thought I would be so pleased to see your face. Been kind of… lonely out here. Where’s everyone else?

Arthur: Old mining camp, back up the hill.

Micah: Huddled around a fire waiting for daddy to put food on the table. I’ve said it before, we’ve got too many mouths to feed. 

Arthur: Well we got a few less now, so you should be happy.

Micah: That ain’t fair, Arthur. I earn my share. You think it’s unreasonable to expect others to do the same?

Arthur: So, this house… you speak to the people there already?

Micah: No, like Dutch told us… look, but don’t talk to no one. Just following orders, you know me. I’m a good boy.

Arthur: Right…

=You run into anybody else?=

Arthur: You run into anybody else?

Micah: I-I reckon we’re the only ones crazy enough to be out in this, Morgan.

Arthur: Yeah, well don’t talk to me about crazy.

Micah: Oh, so no "Glad you’re alright, I was worried, Micah"? Look, it’s all gonna work out, Morgan. We lost a few folks, but that’s just how it goes sometimes.

Arthur: I’m glad you’re feeling so good about it.

Micah: Where are all the others?

Arthur: Old mining camp, back up the hill. It ain’t much but it’s shelter. So, this house… you speak to the people there already?

Micah: No, like Dutch told us… look, but don’t talk to no one. Just following orders, you know me.

 Arthur: Right… 

 |

=Further?=

Arthur: How much further?

Micah: Not far.

Arthur: What does that mean?

Micah: Not far.

Arthur: Thanks.

|

Dutch: Oh, goddamn this snow. Gets right to the bone.

[The three make it to a hill overlooking the homestead]

Micah: Okay, let’s keep it down now, gentlemen. It’s just up ahead.

Dutch: Snuff and stash those lanterns, boys. Best you two lie low on this. [...] Okay.. let’s head down there.

[The three ride down the hill]

Dutch: Let’s hitch up here. [...] Let me do the talking, we don’t wanna scare these folks. 

[The three dismount and approach the house. Voices and a violin can be heard coming from the cabin.]

Micah: Sounds like quite the party. 

Dutch: You two, get yourself out of sight…One lonely man is a lot less intimidating than three nasty looking degenerates. Micah, hide behind that wagon… Arthur, you take that old shed on the left. And stay low, both of you.

[With the two in cover Dutch approaches the front door]

Dutch: Hello?

Stranger: Shut up, Billy. Shh, shh, shh!

[The sounds of talking and a violin stop.]

Dutch: Excuse me? Hello?

[The door opens and a man walks out]

Dutch: Oh well, hello friend.

Stranger: What you want?

Dutch: I am very sorry to disturb you. Uh, my friends and I, well we got into, some… trouble up the way. Lost in the storm. 

[Two more men step outside as the first man moves down the steps. One of the two joins him.]

Dutch: Ah, gentlemen.

Stranger: We can’t help you, mister.

[While Dutch continues to speak to the men, Micah is spooked by something in the wagon he’s hiding behind.]

|

Micah: Arthur… Arthur, we got a problem. 

[Micah lifts a tarp to get a better look]

Micah: There’s a corpse right here. Arthur… There’s a body in the wagon.

Arthur: Yeah, I hear you, just… keep your eyes on Dutch.

—meanwhile/at the same time—

Dutch: I got folks, dying on the trail.

[The three Strangers ‘awe’ mockingly and chuckle]

Stranger: Folks dying…

Dutch: Now I, I just need, some, cans of food, or something. Gentlemen… please.

|

=If you wait to attack=

Stranger: I think you should go now, buddy.

Dutch: Now, friend… I ain’t asking for much. Please, I am… kinda desperate.

Stranger 2: Hey… I don’t believe it. Come here, partner. Come here!

[Dutch takes a step closer]

Stranger 2: It’s goddamn Dutch van der Linde you morons! Colm is going to shit his pants.

[Combat - enemy lines not transcribed]

Dutch: Watch out! One up top in the window!

Micah: One of them’s making a run for it, Arthur!

=Take out the runner=

Dutch: That’s my boy, Arthur. Good shooting.

=Let the runner go=

Micah: We’ve got a runner! You see him, Arthur?

Dutch: Leave him! He won’t last long out there by himself.

=Attack before Dutch is discovered=

Dutch: Arthur, I said I’d handle this!

Arthur: Didn’t seem to be going too well.

|

Dutch: Goddamn O’Driscoll’s boys here? Why?

Micah: I don’t know, maybe same reason as us.

Dutch: Micah, go bring the horses closer to the house.  Arthur, let’s go search the cabin.

[Dutch and Arthur enter the cabin.]

Arthur: Smells like a party in here.

Dutch: Turn the place upside down, grab as many supplies as you can.  We need the essentials. Food, medicine… whiskey. 

Arthur: *groans* I’m starving.

Dutch: You should eat something now. Get your strength up for the ride back.

[As Arthur searches, Dutch grabs a coat from the table.]

=Inspect Blood on floor=

Arthur: Big old pool of blood on the floor here.

Dutch: I saw.

Arthur: Probably the poor bastard who lived here. Micah found a dead body in the wagon outside.

|

Dutch: O'Driscoll's! I don’t believe it.

Arthur: It’s a strange one alright. Maybe they’re hiding up here too. There’s a big price on Colm O’Driscoll’s head… nearly as big as the one on yours.

Dutch: Wanting Colm dead is about the only thing me and Uncle Sam agree on.

=Examine Photograph=

Arthur: Looks like the poor bastard was married too, at some point.

Dutch: If we can’t eat it or drink it, put it down.

|

=Wait until Dutch is done to eat/refill Health core=

[Dutch will wrap the coat he found in a blanket and won't continue until the player eats]

Dutch: I’m going to start packing the horses. You keep looking.

[Dutch leaves the cabin first.]

Dutch: Meet me out here when you’re done.

[Arthur soon follows.]

=Eat before Dutch is done=

Arthur: Place is dry, and warm, we could maybe move the women and Jack down here.

Dutch: Maybe. We’ll see how they are when we get back. I don’t really want us to split up. Keep searching while I pack these on the horses.

[Dutch leaves the cabin]

Dutch: Grab anything you think we can use, then meet me out here.

|

Dutch: Micah, Arthur, keep looking for stuff. Arthur, go see if there’s anything in that barn. Micah, you search the cabin, see what we missed.

Arthur: Sure.

[Arthur goes to and opens the barn door. He takes out his gun as he walks in. A man drops on top of him knocking away his gun and hat.]

O’Driscoll: You bastards shot my cousin!

Arthur: Well, he started it!

O’Driscoll: I’m gonna break your neck!

[While the two fist fight, Dutch approaches the barn.]

Dutch: What’s going on?

Arthur: This guy just jumped me.

Dutch: Oh, did he now?

[Arthur throws the O’Driscoll to the ground.]

Arthur: Sneaky little bastard… should I kill him?

Dutch: No… Not yet… Find out what they’re doing here, and where Colm is.

[Arthur grabs the O’Driscoll by the neck]

Arthur: Oh, this son of a bitch’ll talk… Where’s Colm O’Driscoll?

O’Driscoll: With the others… at an old mining camp southwest of here, near the lake.

Arthur: What are you bastards doing? Why are you up here?

O’Driscoll: We’re fixing to rob some train, gonna blow the tracks. I don’t know more than that, I swear!

Dutch: *chuckles* Well, I would say it looks like you have this, Arthur. Do what you want with him, I don’t care. But bring that horse when you’re done.

[Dutch walks back to the cabin]

O’Driscoll: I don’t know anything else… Please… please spare me… I promise you, you won’t see me again, partner. Please, partner.

|

=Kill=

[Arthur chokes/or beats the O’Driscoll to death]

=Spare=

[Arthur releases the O’Driscoll]

Arthur: Get the hell outta here. Go.

[The O’Driscoll runs from the barn. Arthur gets his gun and hat before approaching the horse. He calms it before leading it outside.]

=Spared=

Dutch: You let him go, huh? Saw the little bastard scurrying off.

Arthur: Yeah, figured he won’t get far in this anyway.

=Killed=

[After killing the man Arthur gets his gun and hat before approaching the horse. He calms it before leading it outside.]

Dutch: That bastard still in there? 

Arthur: He’s dealt with.

Dutch: Good. 

|

Dutch: That looks like a decent horse, you should keep him. Tie him up over there Arthur.

[There’s a crash from inside the cabin and a woman starts shouting and screaming]

Stranger: Get away from me!

[Dutch hurries inside]

Dutch: Micah, what the hell do you think you’re doing?

=If you choose to wait before going inside there is more dialogue to be heard=

Micah: Come here!

Stranger: You goddamn bastard!

[The sound of furniture squeaking across the floor]

Micah: O’Driscoll bitch!

Stranger: Don’t touch me!

[crashes]

Micah: Hold still, damn it! *laughs* I got you now!

Stranger: Get off me!

Micah: *cries out in alarm* Don’t you bite me!

[more crashes]

Stranger: Get the hell off me!

 |

[Arthur hurries into cabin and sees a woman in a night gown, in clear distress trying to keep Micah away from her. The dining table separates the two.]

Micah: Oh, look what I found in the cellar. Wild thing ain’t you?

[She throws a bottle at Micah]

Dutch: Leave her alone!

Micah: I wasn’t doing nothing. She’s one of them O’Driscolls.

[The woman grabs a knife.]

Dutch: No she ain’t, Micah. Look at her. Miss, miss, are you…

[Micah flips the table she’s on the other side of, smashing a lantern in the process and starting a fire.]

Dutch: Oh, you fool, Micah.

[Dutch has to pull Micah away before he approaches the woman. Arthur makes Micah leave as Dutch attempts to calm the woman]

Dutch: Miss, now it is gonna be okay. We mean you no harm. Miss! Miss… [He calmly lowers her hand holding the knife.] Come on, it’ll be okay. We need to get out of here, and quick. Come on now.

[The three escape the quickly growing fire. Dutch puts a blanket around the woman and leads her towards the horses]

Dutch: You okay, miss? 

Stranger: They came three days ago.. And my husband, they…

[She’s having trouble speaking through her tears.]

Dutch: Okay, miss. You are safe now… and you can’t stay here. You come with us. Arthur.

[Dutch hands Arthur the lantern and mounts The Count.]

Arthur: Miss, it’s okay, alright? We’re bad men, but… we ain’t them, so… it’s okay. Get on.

[Arthur hands the lantern back to Dutch and helps the woman onto the back of The Count.]

Arthur: We’ll keep you safe until you figure out what you wanna do.

[The group leave the burning cabin on horseback.]

Dutch: What’s your name, miss? Miss?

Stranger: Adler.

Dutch: Adler?

Sadie: Sadie Adler. Mrs… I… he… he was my husband.

[The cabin burns, falling apart]

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 [Back in Colter Lenny is on watch and sees the group approaching.]

Lenny: Hey, somebody’s coming! [He cocks his gun] Looks like it’s Dutch. Hey everybody, Dutch is back.

Hosea: How’d you get on?

Dutch: Micah found a homestead, but… he weren’t the first. Colm O’Driscoll and his scum, they beat us to it. We found some of them there…

[Hosea helps Sadie off the back of The Count.]

Dutch: but there is more about apparently…[He dismounts] scouting a train. (To Lenny after giving him the reins to the horse) Thank you.

Hosea: That’s the last thing we need right now, Dutch.

Dutch: Well, it is what it is… but we found some supplies, some blankets… a little bit of food… and this poor soul, Mrs. Adler. Miss Tilly, Miss Karen, would you warm her up… give her a drink of something.

[The two start to bring Sadie towards the cabin]

Dutch: And Mrs. Adler, it’s gonna be okay… you’re safe now. (To the others) They turned her into a widow…animals. I need some rest. I haven’t slept in three days.

Susan: You’re over here. Miss O’Shea will show you the way. Mr. Morgan, we put you in a room over here.

Arthur: Thank you, Miss Grimshaw.

Susan: Mr. Bell, you’re with the fellers over there.

Micah: Wha-? How come Arthur gets a room and I get a bunk bed next to Bill Williamson and a bunch of darkies?

Hosea: Get yourself to bed.

[The camera follows as Arthur enters the cabin and turns black as the door is shut behind him]

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Blog Progress Update (Not so Low-Honor Blog #4)

Drafts: 65 - Queue: 60

Finish Dates (as in last post of the category will be posted on the day specified)

New Hanover Gazette - April 29th

Chapter 6 - April 30th

Epilogue Part 1 - May 10th

Blackwater Ledger - May 13th

Epilogue Part 2 - May 22nd

Saint Denis Times - May 27

Point of Interests - May 27th

Not really low honor blogging anymore cause I’m into the Epilogue.

I’ve realized how to get certain scenes without having to replay the entire game so many times. If I save before each mission, use a cheat to lower honor all the way (cause I need a certain newspaper to raise it all the way) get that version of the scene then reload with no cheat on and get the opposite. I’ll be able to make the posts/videos quicker this way. 

(If I had known I’d be getting the cutscenes recorded I wouldn’t have to replay so many times but I have none of the scenes from chapters 1-4 soo… oh well At least chapter 1 is all the same which like maybe two small changes depending on hunting first or Kieran first. 

More opportunities to get more photos and everything else. Plus I only need Strangers missions for John and for Arthur once each it’s only main missions I need so many times cause honor doesn’t affect strangers I don’t think.

In epilogue part 1

I both understand and don’t understand Abigail being angry at the end of “Jim Milton Rides Again?” Like… John Boss told him to get his guns. Geddes doesn’t care as long as John helps. Like I understand she wants John to give that life up but John’s right “What choice do I have?”  

Part 2

Oof hearing Charles and john talk about low honor Arthur… but also Charles just ran over like two people in the getaway XD

But this also tells me in order to get all the proper dialogue I’m going to have to complete the epilogue’s first part more than once to get the other versions of it.

Honor doesn’t effect John like it did Arthur so I only need the convos about Arthur and doing diff missions in diff order (like sadie before uncle and vise versa at the end of Ep 1)

I noticed something, Mr Wayne said “I didn’t think they’d attack.” So does that mean he SAW them in the woods? Or that he just didn’t think the Skinner Brothers would attack them in general?

Dutch… “Same as you… I suppose.” Like.. he KNOWS we’re here to kill Micah… so… he basically says he’s gonna kill Micah right away, right?… but also Micah says they’re teaming up again… meaning this is also the first time Micah’s seen Dutch again after all these years?

Okay anyways I got the Ep missions all recorded and there’s only two places where honor determines dialogue in the first and last mission of part 2 which I can get to with a previous high honor chapter 6 save so that’s no problem.

Listening to the credits as I do stuff now. 

Okay, so I didn’t buy a single newspaper and apparently I can’t get all three versions at once. If I buy the first of one the other two are gone. SO, I did a save reload thing to check all the default articles so when I replay and get all the Arthur stuff (cause I hadn’t recorded those) I’ll get the added articles. They don’t get added if I do the things as John unfortunately.

Soon I’ll have all POI and newspapers done and queued so I can start on the cutscene posts. I’ll have a handful or more done by the time the mission posts are done in the queue. I’ll get some character posts going (outfit details, location details, etc.) starting with the Van Der Linde gang. I still need to finish the chapter 4-6 camp posts but that’s just more a matter of putting them together.

I need to 100% the Colter posts first so I can make the navigation for the app work. So I’m gonna work on that, I have the queue set for more than a week so it’s not like I’m rushing -

Okay did the first 1 and a half missions before I just googled rdr2 transcripts and found someone else already did the entire game BUT they didn’t get added or alternative lines (as in they played one way and just wrote that down but didn’t write down choices or extended lines). I’m only gonna copy the dialogue, not the descriptions they wrote, it’ll be the same as me typing it from watching the cutscenes only it’s not gonna take me over a year. Like I said, they didn’t get all optional dialogue or alternative lines so I’ll add in those. I also don’t think they did Stranger missions.

I’ll have a link to the original page <- here as well as probably either on the disclaimer/credits page(I’m gonna add credits to the disclaimer page) or on the page for cutscenes. Because considering it took THEM over a year… I REALLY don’t wanna have to pause and type and pause and type over and over again just for the cutscene posts. 

I’ll do the video stuff myself. I’m going to post the first missions cutscene and transcript asap just to show how the rest will look. (and again cause I need to finish the Colter page)

I should have Chapter 1′s first mission done within a couple hours it won’t take long. I’ll do like I’ve done before, upload them to my YouTube channel to have them on the blog (cause the videos would be WAY too big to just post to tumblr alone).

#rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #blog progress update