So I took another shot at the game. Fun
((Ask the skype gang. I went INSANE. Special note; Spark died 2 miles before the end. I am still shaking and crying.))
We started down the trail with:
15 sets of clothing - So that means 3 sets each.
400 bullets - Which is good fun.
600 pounds of food - In which to eat.
Plug: Love, never say that again. Please.
We decided to ration the food in meager portions. So that Search doesn't eat everything in one fucking bite.
We lost the trail for 4 days. And this, ladies and gentleman is why we never let Plug do the navigating-
Search: SHOULD HAVE LET ME DO IT. I'M MORE AWESOME-
Get off my journal dammit!!
We have arrived at the Kansas River Crossing. We will not listen to ANYTHING Search has to say.
Gem: Who would listen to that asshole anyway?
What is with you guys and stealing my journal?!
We had no trouble floating the wagon across. Oh looks like my deduction was better.
Search: STOP USING BIG WORDS DICKWEED.
We have arrived at the Big Blue River Crossing.
Search: YEAH IT'S BIG. LIKE MY DI-
We had no trouble floating the wagon across. Hmm... Well we did have no other choice after all. Lucky huh.
Gem has a broken leg. Oh Make-
Search: THROW HIM OFF THE WAGON. COCKMUNCH DESERVED IT-
Do not speak about my brother like that or I'll throw YOU off the wagon.
He remained silent the rest of the day...
We have reached Fort Kearney. Wew. Time for some well earned rest-
Search: STOP SLEEPING COCKBLOCKS, WE'RE GONNA WIN THIS
But it's not even a competition-
An ox wandered off for 1 day.
Plum: That's rather disrespectful isn't it
Search: BUT- I- AUUUUGH. FUCKIN' WOMEN.
Loud Search has the measles.
We have reached Chimney Rock.
Search: HEY THAT LOOKS LIKE MY DICK NOW
They won't let go of my journal....
We have reached Fort Laramie. Can we not rest?!!
Plug: You've got no say, you're handicapped.
Loud Search is well again.
Search: YEAH. I GET A SAY NOW DON'T I.
Search: DO YOU WANT ME TO BREAK YOUR OTHER LEG SPARKLE TARD.
Search: SHE'S FEELING A LITTLE SHITTY THERE.
Plum: How unladylike of a disease...
Search: AW MAN I WANNA BREAK HIS LEG AGAIN
Gem: Not before I break your face!
Plum: Don't even think about it.
We have reached Independence Rock.
We shot 57 pounds of meat.
I'd like to see you try...
We couldn't fix the wagon tongue, but we replaced it from supplies.
Loud Search has dysentery.
Gem: You're handicapped again, sit the fuck down.
We couldn't fix the wagon wheel, but we replaced it from supplies. Well done Search.
Search: WHAT. I'M ILL. SEE-
We have arrived at the South Pass. We're not even half way there yet....
We traded 2 sets of clothing for 100 pounds of food. Don't say anything, but that was Search's clothes.
Search: WHAT WAS THAT, SOCKETSCREWER!?
Loud Search died of measles. Oh my Goood.
Gem: I'll take care of her-
We have reached Fort Bridger.
We visited the store and bought:
600 pounds of food. Alright, it may last us the rest of the journey.
We couldn't fix the wagon wheel, but we replaced it from supplies.
Gem: We're too useless...
Plum is well again. Woo! We can continue without fear that-
Plum has a broken leg. Oh my. She should stop drinking...
A thief stole 14 oxen. WHAT. WE CAN'T EVEN CONTINUE
Gem: Who the fuck was keeping an eye on them!!?
We traded 185 pounds of food for 1 ox.
Gem: Really. That was stingy...
We traded 3 sets of clothing for 1 ox.
Gem is sick with typhoid fever.
Gem: Wh- This is worse than I thought it'd be!
Gem died of typhoid fever.
Plug: It's just me an' you love...
We have arrived at the Green River Crossing.
The ferry got our party and wagon safely across. 6 days of bliss there
We traded 7 sets of clothing for 2 oxen.
We lost the trail for 1 day.
Plug, stop navigating while I'm asleep.
((OOC: I HATE THIS GAMEBFDJSBFDSJHBCFSHJVCBHSJVCS))
I have reached Fort Hall.
I visited the store and bought:
I don't want to live on this planet anymore.
I lost the trail for 5 days. AAAAH
((OOC: AAAAHJSBGCJGCJHASGVJBCDJHCJ))
((OOC: I am losing the will to live dxbsabsjahvxhja))
I have arrived at the Snake River Crossing.
I had no trouble floating the wagon across. Beeeugh.
Rough trail. Owoowowowowowow.
I have arrived at the Grande Ronde in the Blue Mountains.
The trail is impassable. Lost 1 day. Wh-djsabda
I lost the trail for 5 days. Come on! I'm- I'm almost there!!
On September 3, 1848, Spark died of measles.
