Red Dead Redemption 2 was so real for creating the most in-depth, realistic clothing system I've ever seen in any game, and exclusively using it on burly, unhygienic men.
You choose every layer, every accessory, with dozens to hundreds of each to choose from. You can go in and fine-tune minute details like whether or not to roll up the shirt sleeves, or button the collar, or whether to wear your pants under your boots. These clothes get dirty in real time depending on what you do in the game. Mud, dust and blood linger unless washed off. Every garment has a warmth rating based on its material, and the game calculates what temperatures an outfit is suitable for based on the combined total. Dressing too cold or warm for the weather causes health debuffs.
You can choose which way he parts his hair, and whether he gels it. If you eat too much he gets bulkier and gains a double chin, and if you eat too little he can go underweight and get all bony and sallow. Both of these states come with stat changes. His hair and beard grow in real game time, and you need to routinely style and shave his facial hair if you want any style other than a full Santa. You need to bathe him regularly or people will start commenting on his BO, and he'll start visibly appearing filthy long before that. He sunburns in the sun, and in the heat he becomes slick and glossy with sweat.
This shit is IN DEPTH. It blows the customization systems of actual fashion-centric games like tf2, Monster Hunter and Splatoon out of the water in every regard. They honestly look basic in comparison. It's a paradigm shift for sure once you experience RDR2's level of customization. Everything else starts to feel smaller.
The player character all this customization is applied to, and I simply cannot stress this enough, is a 36 year old, 6'3" smoker weighing well over 200 pounds, with facial hair thicker than a sheepdogs, forearms like gnarled tree trunks and a dark, dense forest of body hair covering every reasonable surface. His skin is pocked and marred with scars from a rugged, nomadic lifestyle, and his teeth are the colour of cornbread. He has a thick southern accent, is a known mean drunk and knows how to skin pretty much any North American animal. He has never worn deodorant, flossed or moisturized. He eats canned beans, fruit and the like by simply pouring them into his mouth and gulping, often while walking or riding a horse at full gallop.
I can think of NO better use case for such customization. Not some fresh-faced little twink, not some busty anime babe. Just a gross, hairy, unwashed homeless dude with crippling self esteem issues and a chest broader than a barrel laid lengthwise. A non fashion-centric game, certainly a non-fashion centric character, but for some reason the best clothing and customization system ever concieved, bar none. What the fuck.
It’s feels nice to finish something old huh
full 1 , full 2 → non blink version ←
Totally forgot to post the rest of these designs here! More to follow soon :-)
Doodles below!
tweeting “wasps aren’t evil or assholes they’re just animals with clear behavioral patterns that you can learn and accommodate for” and putting my phone on vibrate
think im gonna record my horsemanship achievements here as well because why the hell not
today i was super late to the lesson, like 30 minutes late (not my fault), but performed really well on a horse i didn't know personally yet (i told the trainer that i love him already, he's just so calm and steady and she was like LMAO it might be only you who thinks like that, maybe yout vibes just match. (i personally believe that it's just two blonde queens (gender neutral) maximising their joint slay cause)
top points are: i am absolutely calm when on horseback, that's another problem i'm probably gonna talk about later, but i had my fear issues
i FINALLY use only my calves. not hips not knees not my fucking back to push him forward, i have a heavy leg so my calves are sore rn but i'll work on that (western tomorrow, yay)
idk what happened but my ass didn't bounce on gallop, maybe i finally learnt how to roll my shoulders back and keep my back steady I HONESTLY HAVE NO IDEA, i'll see what happens next lol
the idea i get from all this is that learning two styles at the same time fucking slays, even if i'm trying to stop an english-ridden horse by pushing my legs forward lol
also i'm fucking cool that's also important
saw the original
and had to make a few alterations
“Ardently”
Silver and Madi (from Black Sails) at the beach on the Maroon Island or somewhere around Nassau, getting to know each other :)
Another gazing-at-your-loved-one(s) art… oops, but so what! I love that xD Alternative title was “I think I’m falling in love with you” (thought by both).
Please, do not repost elsewhere.
Al/Alex/I have 16 knives and i dunno what to do with them // here be fandom
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