Into the West: Let's Play Oregon Trail II

[AgentPaper]

How can you say no to 650 pounds of dried beans?!

I say buy the rest of that, and then save the other $5 for indian prostitutes.

[Zarah]

It is done. I bought another 650 lbs. of dried beans, and then threw 200 lbs. of potatoes on top of it all. We have 48 cents left in our pocket.

The trail beckons, people, but we have one decision left to make for our journey:

[The Dark Fiddler]

Train three, less likely to attract vampires and if we kill people randomly for suspection of stealing our chickens, we have a better chance of being right.

[xp194]

Train 3. Because we use the Steam-Interwebnets and therefore are not that comfortable in other human company.

edit: Also, less people to catch dysentery from.

[chiasaur11]

Train 3. Because we use the Steam-Interwebnets and therefore are not that comfortable in other human company.

But with that few people, you'll always have the same people for TF2 games. If someone's awful, they'll be on your team almost every game. Pick team 1. Because it has one in the team name.

8,000.

[AgentPaper]

Hmm, they say there's safety in numbers...but third time's the charm, and my mum didn't raise no fool.

Train 3.

[Zarah]

Train 3 it is. Ladies and gentlemen, let's start blazing our trail!

Not five miles out of town, we ran into our first problem.



I walked up to the bank of the river and put a hand to my chin in thought. There was only one answer, but it would not be I who made the decision.

The Blue River awaits. Do we ford or do we float?

[The Dark Fiddler]

Float, of course. There's vampires on the bottom of the river.

[xp194]

Ford that Mofo'ing river! FORD IT NOW!

[chiasaur11]

Float, of course. There's vampires on the bottom of the river.

Coward.

(Chicken noises)

[The Dark Fiddler]

Coward.

(Chicken noises)

You're right, we should ford the river and run over the blood-suckers.

[Pie Guy]

No, don't go over the river, shoot it until it dies so we have water!

[chiasaur11]

No, don't go over the river, shoot it until it dies so we have water!

This sounds entirely sensible.

Do it.

[Zarah]

I ordered the oxen straight into the depths of the river, and while things started off good, we ended with disaster.



We had lost a chicken and 40 bullets, among some other things. This was not a good start to our journey. However, we pressed onward another 5 miles and came upon Westport.



What shall be our next step?

EDIT:

No, don't go over the river, shoot it until it dies so we have water!

Well, we lost some bullets into the river anyway. That counts, I guess.

[Thane of Fife]

I started as a butcher, so I have cooking as a skill.

Right, but I meant, did you buy any other skills? I'm guessing not.

[Zarah]

Right, but I meant, did you buy any other skills? I'm guessing not.

I did not. I suppose that could have made things a little more interesting, but I'm doubting any extra skills are going to spare us from death at this point.

[ZeroNumerous]

A) Look for someone
2) Sell him a chicken
θ) Shoot him for stealing our chicken
?) ???
Profit) Profit.

[The Dark Fiddler]

I did not. I suppose that could have made things a little more interesting, but I'm doubting any extra skills are going to spare us from death at this point.

I'll say! Damned river, taking our chickens...

Move forward, in loving memory of Sir Clucky the First!

A) Look for someone
2) Sell him a chicken
θ) Shoot him for stealing our chicken
?) ???
Profit) Profit.

If Oregon Trail let you do this, it would become the greatest game ever.

[Pie Guy]

A) Look for someone
2) Sell him a chicken
θ) Shoot him for stealing our chicken
?) ???
Profit) Profit.

What do we do with the chicken after this?

[chiasaur11]

If Oregon Trail let you do this, it would become the greatest game ever.

Well, I asked a lawyer about that sort of thing.

I mean, that kind of trick came up all the time on old radio dramas, and I wanted to make sure, even then, that kind of trick wouldn't work.

[Zarah]

What do we do with the chicken after this?

Take it back, obviously. We already lost one chicken to the forces of nature. We can't lose two!!

I spent some time looking around for people to talk to or trade with, but no one seemed to want to deal with me. And since we only had 48 cents, there wasn't much point to heading into town. Our supplies were still well-stocked, so we pressed on.



Jeez, another town? It's only 10 miles from the last one? Okay, nothing to see here, let's keep moving.

Finally, we got a decent stretch of traveling done, and 55 miles in, we stopped at Blue Mound.



We can hunt here, if there's anything around.

[xp194]

God that place is a dump. Let's move along

[chiasaur11]

Find something.

Kill it.

Eat it.

[ZeroNumerous]

Find someone.

Kill them.

Eat them.

Fixed and voted for.

[xp194]

Guys, guys, guys.

We've got plenty of food as it is

and plenty more rivers to try and kill along the way.

Let's keep going!

[ReluctantReaper]

Need fire, mark your passing with FLAMES!!!! or corpses...whatever works

[RS14]

Blue Mound appears to be amusingly mundane. The seventh highest hill in Wisconsin.

Anyway, move on. We're still loaded down pretty heavily; no need to pile on more weight.

[Mirrinus]

The tallest hill? That's like being valedictorian of summer school.

Go hunt.

[The Dark Fiddler]

Just move on. The longer you dawdle, the more likely it is the vampires will find you.

[Flickerdart]

Get going. The vengeful spectre of your chicken will come for you in the night, brandishing lead shot every which way,