10 Things You Didn’t Know You Can Do in Red Dead Redemption 2 – Number 9 Will Blow You Away!


The latest epic by Rockstar Games has been out for some time now, and it’s no surprise there are a ton of things players have found out you can do that wasn’t stated outright. Just like in Grand Theft Auto 5, many secrets have been found and solved. Everything from actual aliens to Yetis has been proven to be in the game. We’re not here to talk about Easter eggs, though. Here’s a list of things players have found out they can do in epic, and realistic, fashion.

Oh, and there will be spoilers on number ten. Be warned!


1. Use your lasso on larger animals for quick, clean kill
Tired of tying to get the perfect shot on deer, elk, pigs, bears, goats, sheep, and dogs? Toss out your lasso and walk towards them. They will be locked in place and enable you too get a clean kill with a prompt once you are close enough. Don’t run out of stamina, though!

 

2. Herd Sheep / Become a Shepard
Ever wanted to live your life not as an outlaw, but as a Shepard? Well, now you can! Yes, that’s right. You can epic murder a family running a farm and take it over. Afterward, you can herd their sheep or sheep you have found in the world into corrals and raise them. There is an incredibly detailed breeding system built into the game, almost as if Rockstar Games was hoping you would find this and play the game this way. Once you’ve figured out the breeding, you’ll want to start entering them into animal shows and selling off wool, as well as mutton, for money. It’s the fastest way to get a wife in the game as well.

 

3. You can change your horse follow distance with a whistle
Want your horse to be right up on your butt? Then tap the up arrow. Want your horse to follow a bit further back? Then hold the up arrow. This gives you distance options at the tap or hold of a button.

 

4. Self Reflection and Loathing
There are a lot of deep themes in RDR2. Players have found out Arthur Morgan can self narrate and find loathing in his actions by looking in a mirror. If you rent a hotel room for the night, you will be given the ability to look at the mirror. Arthur Morgan will then go on a monologue, the length of which will depend on how long it’s been since your last self confession. Be warned, though, if you’re in the epilogue and haven’t done this, the dialogue will be at least thirty minutes long…even longer if you’ve played an outlaw.

 

5. Punch Horse in the Testicles / Vagina for Funny Dialogue Options
Rockstar Games was very happy and proud of itself when they talked about how the testicles on a horse would shrink in the cold weather. What they didn’t tell people, however, is the hilarious dialogue options you get when you punch a horse in the testicles or the vagina! Here’s a video and transcript of it happening when out with oft hated Micha:

*Arthur Morgan punches his horse in the testicles*
Arthur Morgan: HAHAHA! Look at ’em go!
Micha: You know they’re good for more than punching, Morgan.
Arthur Morgan: What the hell are you on about now, Micha?
Micha: I’m just saying you can do more than, you know, punch them like that. There’s more you can do to a horse’s dangling bits.
Arthur Morgan: Micha…you’re too god damn strange for me.
*Arthur Morgan then kicks Micha’s horse in the vagina. Micha is bucked off and the horse begins to prance around making lots of noise*

 

Arthur Morgan: HAHAHAHAHA! I guess you’re right, Micha


6. Have Lunch with a Soiled Dove
Probably the most controversial of all mechanics in the newest Red Dead Redemption game is how you must keep Arthur’s weight up by eating and drinking. Turns out, it opens up a lot of options players didn’t know about before. Playing as a nice person as opposed to a rogue allows you to have lunch with several prostitutes, known as soiled doves at the time. As long as you helped to build the church in the second free range mission of the game (and attended at least two of the sermons), you will be able to hire one of these girls and…have lunch with them in order to talk about the wonders of Jesus. If your charisma stat is high enough when you do this, you will be able to save the soil of one of these once damned ladies. The “redemption” part of Red Dead Redemption 2 isn’t just about Arthur Morgan after all.

 

7. Use the Restrooms
Eat too much and you’ll be forced into one of the many standing outhouses.

8. Ride with a Gang
One of the biggest surprises in the game is the ability to ride with an gang of outlaws! That’s right! You no longer have to play the character in a linear fashion. Unlike the first game in the series, in which you played Jack Marston (who is in the game as a little kid, by the way), as you left your banking job for a life on the prairie to be a farmer, you can now choose to be a gang member instead. This does, however, require you to play the game like a rogue almost all the time. You’ll be doing everything from kidnapping to burning down farms, plus everything in between. While you may never get to be the leader of the gang, no matter how high your intelligence and charisma stat, the leader is a charismatic person. Just have some god damn faith in him.

 

9. Shoot Guns!!!
It’s not easy to learn how, but once you figure it out, you’ll have the time of your life shooting guns! Rockstar Games avoided the majority of the controversy by allowing your character to actually be able to not only shoot but buy and legally own firearms at all (not even a background check to keep everyone safe!!!) by making it hard to figure out. Not only can you buy guns, but also the bullets to use them! This is all thanks to the game taking place in a fantastical American setting. Once you locate the buildings which sell the guns, you can simply walk in, buy one, buy the bullets, and walk out of the building with it…in mere seconds. It was truly the Wild West!

 

10. Fly Like Superman
The strangest of all things people have figured out. Turns out…Arthur Morgan is a super hero! Why most players didn’t realize this is not completely surprising. There is a very quick mention of it during the tenth mission in Level 8, which comes in around 10 hours of gameplay without doing side missions:

Annabelle: Oh, Mister Morgan…I just wish you’d fly me out of here like you did in the old days.
Arthur Morgan: You and I both know that was a long time ago. This bird is caged…not that I don’t think about it every now and again, mind you.
Annabelle: Well, if you ever find those happy thoughts again, let me know. I remember sitting on top of that waterfall with you for hours.

Most everyone figured this was just poetic imagery between the two ill-fated love birds. Nope! Turns out, if you go to Donner Falls during the exploration phase, you get a prompt to “meditate” and a pretty cool cutscene. We won’t spoil it all here, though. Go see if for yourself. Fast travel was cut because you don’t need it when you can fly at high speeds!


Well, there you have it. Ten things you probably didn’t know you can do in Red Dead Redemption 2. Are there any we missed? Are there anymore you have discovered? Let’s us know in the comments!

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Red Dead Redemption…and my rage (s)

I have never been so angry, so full of venom, and so vengeful in a game as I have during this one.


That’s MISTER John Marston

I don’t mean that the game sucks or that it’s hard or that I can’t complete a mission.  No, I’m talking about the ending.  Wait…before I get ahead of myself, let me start off by saying that one previous time the game did send me into a homicidal rage.  Also, let me state that this game has an incredible way to make you feel attached to believable characters.

In one mission, Bonnie McFarland is captured and you have to save her.  Well, that was all well and good, making me already a little pissed off that the characters in the game had taken her to begin with.  After I arrived, I saw they had her strung up on a noose, slowly choking to death.  I saw red, and I don’t mean I started Dead Eye Mode.  I ran passed everyone with a sawed-off shotgun, blasting people in the head as I went along, and cut her down.  The moment she was down, not knowing you don’t really have a time limit to do so, I went on a rampage.

I didn’t just kill as many as I could, I made sure I killed all of them.  After they were dead, I went through the hideout and killed all their dogs and all of their horses.  I made sure that NOTHING was left living in that area.  There was not going to be a single living thing left alive that could be associated with the crime.

The rest of the game went fairly well, with tragedy here and there, making you blink in surprise…and then you get John Marston back to his family.  The music which plays as you ride back to your farm is soft, sad, and happy at the same time.  It’s like watching the ending of a great Western film.  To my surprise, the game kept going, too!  I was so happy.

Then it happened…the man I spent the last 46 hours playing as, the man who I can actually relate to (his anger, his rage, and his willingness to do terrible things in order to protect everything he cares about) is gunned down right before my eyes as he sends his family off to safety.

I’m going to be honest…I’m raging right now thinking about the scene.  Oh, it doesn’t end there…not only do I watch this man die slowly, gasping for air, his skin ripped from his body, as the piece of shit who set him up flicks a match on his corpse and walk away, but after the scene fades out with his wife bawling his eyes out hugging him, you see the grave stone with his years alive.  Just after that, as it fades out once again, it comes back in with the grave of his wife only three years later.  His son stands there, watching on in a rain storm, tips his hat, and turns away.

At this point, again, I was surprised that the game wasn’t over just yet, but I had a blackness come over me.  A blackness that I made me into a homicidal maniac and tugged on a dark nature deep inside.  I’m not saying that I would just go out and murder someone, no, but I have no qualms about skinning you like a fucking rabbit if you fuck with my family.  Unfortunately for all of us, thinking that I’m just being an ass behind the computer trying to be tough isn’t true, and my military record, sealed as it is, reflects it.  It’s nothing to me to take out one more person, so fuck off.

Given that this is a video game, I allowed myself to be that maniac.  I was so angry, bitter, and blinded by rage that I went on a killing spree.  No, I didn’t use cheats.  No, I didn’t use glitches.  This was pure skill within the confines of the game.  I immediately rode out to Blackwater and began to destroy everything associated with the Bureau.  This was going to be mine and Jack’s (now your playable character) time to send a message.

I killed every horse outside of their building.  I killed every person with their badge that I could find.  I racked up a $75,000 bounty on my head.  I still used the bandanna, only to keep my “honor” rating high to get the “Trophie/Achievement” for having highest honor and highest fame.  The game literally STOPPED sending people after me.  It’s like the game characters got the fucking hint.  As I stood looking around the pile of trophies…I mean bodies around me, I took a deep breath and saw the question mark on my map near the train station.

To my absolute happiness, I got the information as to where that shit bag, Edgar Ross, was now retired.  I became even more enraged to hear about him retiring happily out at a lake with his wife.  After getting the information, I took out my sawed-off shotgun and shot the rookie in the fucking face as thanks.  I then rode as fast as I could to my new destination.

After lying to the cunt…I mean Mrs. Ross, I got the information I needed.  As thanks, I shot the bitch in the face with the same pistol her husband used to kill John.  Oh, but don’t worry, I would make sure that Edgar would be just behind her in line in Hell.

As fast as my horse could ride, I went to the new location…only to find someone who was not Edgar.  Turns out it’s his brother.  To thank the man, I light him on fire with a Molotov cocktail.  I am not a man completely devoid of compassion.  As John often says, “I’m a bad man, but I do have a heart.”  As he screamed in pain, begging for it to end, I shot him in the head with my Mauser pistol and headed to where I would end it all for good.

Yes, I found Edgar Ross.  The piece of shit was happily duck hunting.  The piece of shit had the audacity to insult John even further, and even tried to justify it all.  I realized I was squeezing the controller so hard my knuckles were white.  The moment I waited for had arrived: I was going to kill Edgar Ross and send him to videogame Hell.

The German Mauser pistol holds fifteen shots.  I made sure that I got off everyone one.  I fired two shots into where I assumed his balls where, moved up slightly to where I assumed his dick was, and then put twelve shots in his head.  As Jack shot, I actually shouted, “EAT IT, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!”

Edgar tumbled into the river where his body began to float away.  Jack looked down at his gun, took a deep sigh, and the game ended.  I was left…feeling how Jack must feel.  Edgar was dead, I managed to kill everything and everyone associated with the man, and yet, what was accomplished afterward? Yes, the man is in Hell now and dead, which needed to happen.  I felt relieved after all of that, but I was still angry, still mad, and every time I turn on the game I’m reminded of it, as I now play as Jack instead of John.

I’m sure that this was the entire point of the ending and I am so amazed at the quality of the game.  Not even when Aeris died did I care that much.  Not even when Katie/Roman died in GTA4 did I really give a shit.  Not since Final Fantasy 6 was I moved by characters that much in a videogame.  I was shocked a bit when Master Robinton died in All the Weyrs of Pern, but even after spending four novels with the character was I moved as much as I was supposed to.

Before you get all “You need therapy”, shut the fuck up.  The point of art and in this case, artistic entertainment, the point is to move you and get you to connect.  Movies attempt to do the same thing, but with me, it’s just not something that happens.  I normally have myself completely separated.  Perhaps it’s the way I can actually relate with the characters in this game that it had the intended effect.

Congratulations, Rockstar, you not only produced your greatest videogame character to date, but you actually got an emotional response from me with a work of fiction.


Rest in peace, John Marston 

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Posted 7/16/2010 at 12:8 AM on Xanga