So, I picked this game up yesterday, and I love it so far. Riding around, shooting fools in the head with a winchester, pretending your Clint Eastwood taking down evil-doers. That is, until one of the most traumatic events of the entire history of this game happens. In the very beginning of the game you get a random horse but you never see that horse again. But then, after certain events, you wake up and are given a horse. I grew a bond with this horse. I traveled all around with it and fed it apples like it was my own son. This horse was my entire life. But then, a stray bullet had hit it during a mission for a stranger and my beloved Paint Horse had died. I was in tears. I felt so struck down and sad that my horse had died and I had lost something that I had grown a bond with. Well that is, until a got that Stallion from Bonnie. Then that decided to run into a lake. Goddamn horses.

Pussy.  
 
I Keed, I keed! 
 
I know what you're talking about.  Mine always jump off cliffs. 
 
And I thought this topic was about something else.

I would ride my horses off cliffs just for fun.

I feel ya, those horses really start to mean something to you.

i hope u didnt actually cry over a video game horse...

" i hope u didnt actually cry over a video game horse... "

" @kishan6 said:

" i hope u didnt actually cry over a video game horse... "

No.       Yes.     Hell no. "

What's weird is, I have no problem shooting a wild horse in the face and skinning it. Whereas, shooting my own horse is hard.

In single player maybe. Killing my own horse in multiplayer is like a sport to me, however.

" Riding around, shooting fools in the head with a winchester, pretending your Clint Eastwood taking down evil-doers."

"But then, after certain events, you wake up and are given a horse. I grew a bond with this horse. I traveled all around with it and fed it apples like it was my own son. This horse was my entire life. But then, a stray bullet had hit it during a mission for a stranger and my beloved Paint Horse had died. I was in tears. I felt so struck down and sad that my horse had died and I had lost something that I had grown a bond with.  "

Ah, this. I remember my first horse. I also grew quite the bond with my stallion. We were bro's till the end of the world. Till brocapolypse. Bromaggedon! Unfortunately I managed to swing the crosshair over the head of my horse in a firefight and killed it myself. I was crushed...

Who cares? I shot my horse in the face with a shotgun because it got on my nerves.

I shot my horse in the neck while trying to save myself from a pack of wolves.

" So, I picked this game up yesterday, and I love it so far. Riding around, shooting fools in the head with a winchester, pretending your Clint Eastwood taking down evil-doers. That is, until one of the most traumatic events of the entire history of this game happens. In the very beginning of the game you get a random horse but you never see that horse again. But then, after certain events, you wake up and are given a horse. I grew a bond with this horse. I traveled all around with it and fed it apples like it was my own son. This horse was my entire life. But then, a stray bullet had hit it during a mission for a stranger and my beloved Paint Horse had died. I was in tears. I felt so struck down and sad that my horse had died and I had lost something that I had grown a bond with. Well that is, until a got that Stallion from Bonnie. Then that decided to run into a lake. Goddamn horses. "

I jumped my first horse off of the large cliff on the way to Armadillo.  I laughed at the result and didn't think of it again :p

I think my horse died once in my entire play through of the game. I was walking along a cliff hunting some boars, when all of a sudden another one popped out of nowhere and charged me and my horse. Needless to say, my horse didn't survive the fall. Luckily it was the black war horse that you get for preordering, so it was basically infinite horse.

" So, I picked this game up yesterday, and I love it so far. Riding around, shooting fools in the head with a winchester, pretending your Clint Eastwood taking down evil-doers. That is, until one of the most traumatic events of the entire history of this game happens. In the very beginning of the game you get a random horse but you never see that horse again. But then, after certain events, you wake up and are given a horse. I grew a bond with this horse. I traveled all around with it and fed it apples like it was my own son. This horse was my entire life. But then, a stray bullet had hit it during a mission for a stranger and my beloved Paint Horse had died. I was in tears. I felt so struck down and sad that my horse had died and I had lost something that I had grown a bond with. Well that is, until a got that Stallion from Bonnie. Then that decided to run into a lake. Goddamn horses. "

fire bottle leads to constant funs

Mu buddy has the black horse from the special edition. so when it dies you can summon it back again. After all the abuse we have put that horse through it probably wishes it could just stay dead.

The first horse you get I quite liked her. "Her?" Yes, my horse did not have a penis that could kill a woman, so it was a "her". Then I was given a stallion, so I shot my first horse, skinned it and I kept the items she game me. So she is always with me, in spirit. 

" Pussy.   I Keed, I keed!. "

" I would ride my horses off cliffs just for fun. "

I didn't really grow a bond with my horse in RDR but I loved Agro in Shadow of the Colossus, I loved that horse to death.

lol, learn to use deeds

My most traumatic horse-death moment was probably when I had to capture a guy for storyline purposes, and right as I was about to lasso him, he jacked my horse right out from under me.  Had to kill it just to catch up.
 
I think by the end of the game my horse's name had progressed to Nicholas Cage the ninth.

You think losing your horse is upsetting, you ain't seen nothing yet.