This is better than my Thule trail thread.
This is better than my Thule trail thread.
Also, I found a windshield wiper from a 68 Corvette on the side of the road and decided it was now my most prized possession, so I throw away the coke and beat mr.slave.
idk if I would have posted in this thread if I knew what I was getting into
Whose on board with me;
Gamez
Bagel
Skirkle
Atreides
Blarg[Day 2]
Colenzo[Day 4 - DEAD - You have died of SARS - Toronto to Detroit]
Akucaen[Day 5][DEAD DAY 6- Mauled by Oprah]
Day[Day 5]
Shiroikage[Day 6]
We have:
-two oxen
-one wagon
-one spare wheel
-0 food as of yet, gather 2 things of food each, it has to last us.
-No money.
- 1 survival tool each, 1 box of ammunition for firearms.
- 1 Hat : Bagel
- 10 Grandfather Clocks : Bagel
- 2 packages of bacon; non refrigerated: Skirkle
- 1 Rifle, 12 shells : Atreides
- 2 Deer Carcass : Atreides
- 1 Tim Hortons Instant Coffee Can : Blarg
- 1 Shovel : Gamez
- 1 Bag of Torontonian Garbage[Day 2]
- 1 Bundle of Wheat : Shiroikage
- 1 Six Shooter, 6 Bullets : Shiroikage
Location: Chicago[Day 6]
The rest of Colenzo is fed to the oxen on the way out of Michigan, we trek though Indiana, etc, nobody remembers these states and head for Chicago.
Upon arriving in Chicago, we have a run-in with Oprah and her followers, she invites Day to tell his intrepid story on her show from the time in Detroit livin' the hard life until we gave him chicken fingers. Giving us all tickets to sit in the audience and watch.
On a commercial break of the taping, we introduce ourselves and as Akucaen introduces his muted male prostitute slave, Oprah goes batshit about slavery, and inhumanities. Akucaen ends up pissing himself in terror, and the womanly cult siezes him and fiests upon his loins.
We get the fuck out of there while they're feeding and make a break for the west.
[Day 7]
We arrive in North Dakota, we can see nothing for miles, but seeing clear into Canada, we notice Shiroi standing there doing nothing in Saskatoon. "Sup?" We tell him we're heading out west, and he invites himself along to join us, wishing to fulfill his dream of becoming a gunfighter.
I DIED!? D: Fuck.
Since this thread has no rhyme nor reason at the moment, I'm going to add a new motivator into the game. Everytime somebody posts a complaint, they die. Everytime somebody new posts, we move the wagon forward. Everytime there's a slight derail, I'm going to move the wagon in other directions.
Events that happen will rely purely on the direction of other threads I read tying into this one. If you're canadian, you can move the wagon further west.
im new. sup
Joined with food and shit
http://www.treehugger.com/2007-12-22...-winnebago.jpg
Whose on board with me;
Gamez
Bagel
Skirkle[Diarrhea - Day 39]
Atreides
Blarg[Day 2]
Day[Day 5]
Shiroikage[Day 6]
tyven[day 39]
Ryko[day 39]
Deceased:
Colenzo[Day 4 - DEAD - You have died of SARS - Toronto to Detroit]
Akucaen[Day 5][DEAD DAY 6- Mauled by Oprah]
We have:
-1 Wagon
-1 Spare Wheel
- 1 Hat : Bagel
- 10 Grandfather Clocks : Bagel
- 2 packages of bacon; non refrigerated: Skirkle
- 1 Rifle, 0 shells : Atreides
- 1 Tim Hortons Instant Coffee Can : Blarg
- 1 Shovel : Gamez
- 1 Bag of Torontonian Garbage[Day 2]
- 1 Bundle of Wheat : Shiroikage
- 1 Six Shooter, 6 Bullets : Shiroikage
- 1 Sweater Vest : tyven
- 1 Needle & Thread : tyven
- 1 gamecube controller : Ryko
- 1 batman t-shirt : Ryko
- 1 box of
Location: Still North Dakota[Day 39](have you ever driven through North Dakota?)
Our oxen have contracted mad cow while crossing North Dakota, falling over to their side near dead from boredom. Using Gamez shovel, Bagel moves in to kill the oxen and put them out of their misery(and prepare dinner). He bludgeons them until he's out of breath, turns to walk away from the corpses, and the oxen lifts its head and moos at him in delirium.
Atreides gets pissed off at the oxen not dying, takes up his gun, and puts 1 shot into each into each from the rifle. Each shot is followed by a moo after each dead echo of gun fire in the prairies, followed by another shot until he's out of ammunition. We eat them for survival over the duration of the week.
Except for Skirkle, he eats his 2 packages of bacon that have gone rotten in the summer heat, he contracts the shits and spends most his time squatting around various rocks in the fields.
We decide to head into town with our drug money from Akucaen's cocaine money from Detroit, looking for new oxen. Instead, Day instinctively seeks out the only other black people in town, and in the midwest, asking them to help him for $300 to get a vehicle.
tyven, who ambitiously dreams of a day of escaping the sweater knitting sweatshop in the church basement agrees, but only if we take him with us to the west, where he dreams of opening a sweater vest shop of his own design. Fuck Bible Crackers.
Ryko helps us obtain a vehicle by throwing a gamecube controller through the driver side window. They steal the only suitable vehicle replacement for our wagon in town to hold all of us. A Winnebago Typhoon. We set out for the west coast again, but realizing that our group is now more noticable; We fearfully turn away from Montana and head back for Minnesota. Somebody steals one of the white women, and Kohan convinces us to go North instead of South.. So we head into Canada past the 50 foot moose statue in Alberta instead.