My first experience with multiplayer was god damn horrible.
I spawned in the middle of Armadillo, as some Jack Swift looking bloke, which wasn't too bad I suppose.
Not until 10 seconds into the game when a lvl 50 rode by and blew my head off. I respawned and it happened again...and again...and again. Finally I respawned further from the town and got away. I was riding my donkey through the countryside and someone rode past me, turned around and killed me for no reason.
So I went to the outfitter, changed my look, and told multiplayer to fuck off.
My second experience wasn't as bad but it was bad. I was playing with StoicPersonEater...who said absolutely nothing...and we were posse'd up with some guy I assumed he knew. The dick kept killing me at first, then he finally quit. Then he kept pointing out that he was riding a bull...yeah no shit. But what was getting annoying was he kept ramming me and I think Stoic too. I dunno, Stoey wasn't saying anything the whole time.
But then I asked the kid if he'd beat the story, he said he hadn't but he sees no point because he knows how it ends and blurted out the ending in front of Stoey's virgin ears...I kinda feel like it was my fault. Long story short Stoic hasn't been on much or played with me at all since that happened.
I soon told MP to fuck off again.
Third experience was getting better. I was out doing ambient challenges, picking flowers and this two person posse kept sniping me. I shot back, killed both of them. This went on for a bit, but then I got away from them...but the tracked me down. I was on my last flower that I had to pick and everytime i got near it they killed me. I finally sent them both a message saying that I was just doing ambient challenges and I only shot back in retaliation and that I knew they probably weren't going to stop but that I just wanted to tell them what I was doing.
They surprisingly stopped. But in came another. A horse Jockey(I usually am on foot, retarded I know) killed me a good seven times.
I grew some balls and ran into Armadillo dodging bullet and used the transport to take me to Mexico, far away from the assholes in America.
I went to a gang hideout Tesarp Azul or whatever...I see two blue blips coming up...I hear them say "Oh man, someone is already in here." I started to shit...and I said to them "I'll be out as soon as I can." They actually helped me...and invited me to a posse. Told me to come with them to the other hideouts. The leader was a cow rustler, his friend a native american(he called him and Indian guide) and I was a soldier. Which got me the nickname "Soldier boy" We all climbed into the stagecoach they pulled up in(me in the stage coach the other two up top) We talked about how we all hated the way most people go around as if everyone is wanting to play deathmatch, killing everything they see. All while going from gang hideout to gang hideout.
This made me realize not everyone out there is that bad, they're now my friends and I play with them whenever I get on(and they're on too obviously).
And any of you iRedDead/iGTA guys out there, we need to play together.
And speaking of playing together, and old forum member from back in the GTAsanandreas days was playing with me. Mrmisdemeanor.
Anyway, thats my experience. RDR's multiplayer is a love/hate thing for me. Im not the type who like to go around killing everyone. Especially people out by themselves because I know how much I hate it.
Oh! And one more story about that. This guy added me to a posse. He added the max number or people...people he had been killing and stuff, for no reason. Anyway, so he was trying to get the most wanted achievement...you know, be most wanted for 10 minutes then escape. Well he was down to one minute, and one of the guys who he had been terrorizing and then added to the posse shot him in the back of the head.
Not saying he didnt deserve it, but the other guy was no better than him as he was someone who thought being a douchebag was funny.
The one that got shot went on a 10 minute bitchfit with so many "FUCKS!" and "FUCKIN'!" it would put scarface to shame.