..What understanding defies.
So momo-deary and I were having a conversation in a group skype chat about Red Dead Redemption, and how much we loved the game and Marston.
This guy in the chat begins ragging on how much it sucked and how Marston was some dickweed that propagated violence against women/rape—and was a badass, but never did anything to stop it.
Momo and I were like: “wut. Were we playing the same game?”
He kept ranting about character inconsistencies, at which point I had to put up the halt-sign and explain that:
There is more to character development than being ‘the biggest and baddest dude in the west’. Marston was characterized by his loyalty. That was literally, verbatim, what he was an analogy for.
The default Marston? The Redeemer. That’s literally why it is called Red Dead REDEMPTION.
But, to allow player-immersion, the Developers let you make choices that ultimately shaped the character you were playing. This is so that we, as consumers, felt like we had some control in what was happening in our story.
You have every option in the world to make Marston a hero; MOST players did. You got more out of the game by playing Marston that way. In turn, you could play him as a complete and utter unscrupulous ass.
Like Renegade/Paragon Shepard, save the choices were way more subtle. You had to ACTIVELY go and stop something yourself, there was no prompt.
He kept pointing out all these random events where women got hurt— but it was always A PLAYER CHOICE to step in and stop them.
My Marston was a good guy, that just wanted to get his aching joints back home to his family.
When he had no counter to this, he blatantly told us that we were (this is the actual cut-and-paste): "I feel you girls are way too easily impressed by yelling and emotion you kind of can’t think very logical."
Knowing English wasn’t his first language, I took a step back and went: whoa doggies, think before you spit that out— and told him I was offended, as did Momo.
He said: “Good. Proves my point.”
And then continued to express how we couldn’t be logical because we were ‘emotional creatures’.
I’ve never been so fucking dumbfounded in my life.