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[WW] Triumph and Heartbreak on the Oregon Trail - GAME OVER/VILLAGERS WIN
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itouchme69
Ouch. Closes eyes and covers closed eyes with palms. Remembers to remove spectacles first, though.
(That picture of one of my heroes in the future, where J-L Picard covers his eyes expresses my response ...) ..
Well, if the proposed journey gets long and tedious, and endless, (and an outbreak of irritation is deemed likely) we can always use the intellectual distraction of trying to craft a new name; after all, names matter.
But 'imaketouchtheme' will have to come up with some suggestions of interest of relevance himself; and not on the lines of those offered by 'Evil Roy Slade' when this topic was broached in that motion picture (cue very clever dialogue with his future love interest on the challenging topic of coming up with a fresh name).
I did not ask for suggestions that mean something to me. My username on any website does not reflect me as a person. It's simply a required part of joining the majority of websites. It seems as if multiple people are very bothered by my name (I don't necessarily like my username, but it doesn't matter to me either way), so I offered a solution.
Sorry if it offended you.
My bad, I thought the deadline was midnight tonight
EDIT: wait, it does:
I am on the phone so i can't do a proper tally, but it is:
Twietee with 3 votes,
Ravenvii with 2 votes,
A bunchbof people with one vote
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Bothered, no, offended, most certainly not (it was your choice after all) but mystified (as it is a name I find hard to write down without concentrating, and even harder to recall, but, I am sure that writing it down every time I think of you may serve to remedy that over the course of our interminable journey).
Anyway, as a scribbler of historical and culturally related matters, I will put my mind to this; should be an interesting challenge and may serve to while the days away .
Actually, as I am in Europe, - while virtually in Oregon - I am not at all sure when the deadline is. Nevertheless, I assumed we had hours yet; however, it is getting rather late ..where I am ..
little over one hour left.
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Tally
1 hour to go in day 1.
twietee - 3 (tomorrow,imaketouchtheme,ravenii)
ravenii - 2 (koodauw,aggie)
pluto - 1 (ss)
moyank - 1 (pluto)
koodauw - 1 (moyank)
tomorrow - 1 (astroboy)
techgod - 1 (dont panic)
aggie - 1 (techgod)
imaketouchtheme - 1 (twietee)
Okay, enough of that. imaketouchtheme, think of your own nickname. Or you can go by your in-game role name, Ezra Sheppard.
Everyone else just revert to judging him silently for it until he thinks of a new one, or I'm going to start introducing dysentery to the traveling party.
Specials: please make sure you PM both me and rick snagwell.
Also, as some of you may have noticed, I will occasionally have additional backstory/motivations to PM you. Send me a note if you'd rather not get them.
15 minutes until deadline. Thank you.
Everyone else just revert to judging him silently for it until he thinks of a new one, or I'm going to start introducing dysentery to the traveling party.
Specials: please make sure you PM both me and rick snagwell.
Also, as some of you may have noticed, I will occasionally have additional backstory/motivations to PM you. Send me a note if you'd rather not get them.
15 minutes until deadline. Thank you.
Okay, enough of that. imaketouchtheme, think of your own nickname. Or you can go by your in-game role name, Ezra Sheppard.
Everyone else just revert to judging him silently for it until he thinks of a new one, or I'm going to start introducing dysentery to the traveling party.
Specials: please make sure you PM both me and rick snagwell.
Also, as some of you may have noticed, I will occasionally have additional backstory/motivations to PM you. Send me a note if you'd rather not get them.
15 minutes until deadline. Thank you.
Can you maybe possibly introduce some lost and wandering beautiful women into the traveling party? I deserve some reward for getting stuck with these boozing, smelly, ornery men! Pretty please??
Astroboy908!
I'm in the same boat as you. Needless to say my username was ill-chosen. I know what you are all thinking: "Oh, he must just love that Japanese Astro Boy series!". Let me tell you, that was the last time I made a username without googling it first
. At the time I made it, I had no idea "Astro Boy" even existed. This must've been nine or ten years ago, when I first used it. It wasn't until the 2009 remake of "Astro Boy" let me know that, hey, the super-cool username I had was actually a robotic Japanese anime character with machine guns in his buttocks (no, literally). 
And I've never gotten around to changing it because goodness, I've actually posted enough to be recognized
So rather than dub thee myself, why not have a random username generator do it for you?
Unless you want me to try to make up a name... I can think of a few..
TimCook4Prez!
TotesUrGoats
MuNChKiNTeXt54345
NdroidH8r
Why not just condense though? IMTT?
Shorter usernames are always cooler though. I'll search around for a few. Hope you like star trek! hehehehe....
OPEN
[Please remember these narratives have no bearing on the game.]
Just outside Fort Kearny, Nebraska
June 4, 1843
The first few weeks on the trail proved to be more difficult than expected. The spring nights were frigid, and the cold seemed to seep its way into the bones of the Kirksvillians, making the nights long and restless. The crossing of the Kansas River only added to the troubles, as several pallets of food and furs were lost in an unexpected current. Everyone had to cut back on provisions until they reached Fort Kearny, and no one was particularly pleasant when cold and hungry.
John Benton (Astroboy) traveled with fifteen fat cattle, traded from his father’s cattle ranch in Unionsville. Though he offered the party a small portion of the meat the cattle provided, they were all required to stay up and guard them in shifts. Night after night of fighting off coyotes, wolves, and desperate starving journeymen had taken their toll on the group, and some began to grumble about the arrangement.
Abraham (ravenvii) was the first to voice what a few of the Kirksvillians were thinking.
“I don’t see why we graze, water, and guard his beasts all night long, risking a bullet or arrow to the gullet only to get a sliver of beef. All the while he lays upon his fat arse and fills his gut to bursting!”
John rose from his tent and drew a blade from his boot.
“Because they’re my cattle, boy. What have you contributed beyond your bellowing and thievery?”
Abraham’s face flushed with anger and he grew quiet as he drew his own knife and edged closer to John. “Thievery? I am no thief, you son of a tavern wench.”
Clara (Scepticalscribe) shoved them apart impatiently and attempted to help stave off the brewing fight by graciously offering everyone some of her famous ale. The brew would no doubt save their nerves and warm their bellies. When she went to her precious barrel, however, she found it dry.
“The lot of it is gone!”
Colorful curses rang out in the cold night. That was the final straw. Everyone picked up their guns with purpose. Bickering over chores was one thing, but stealing ale was serious business. Before long, the group had found their ale thief, nearly passed out against one of the wagons. It was Elijah Caldwell (twietee). He’d been mostly quiet during the trek, and his thin frame belied his preference of trading his food for liquor. The loss of his three brothers, sister and mother in the great fire had struck him hard. In any other circumstance, there would have been more compassion for the broken young man.
On the Oregon Trail, however, he was a liability. And he’d polished off their entire store of ale. Doc Robinson barely had the chance to lift him off the ground before Abraham’s knife landed between his eyes.
The blood splattered and spurted onto Charlotte’s (Moyank24) buckskin jacket before she wiped her sleeve with a look of disgust toward Abraham. They had all heard the sickening thud of the knife landing in Elijah's brains, along with his haunting last word:
“Abigail..”
The name caused Josiah (-aggie-) to flinch almost imperceptibly before he and the rest of the party left the body where it fell and tended to their nightly preparations.
twietee was a loyal Kirksvillian, and has exited the party.
It is now NIGHT. Specials, please PM me and rick snagwell.
[Please remember these narratives have no bearing on the game.]
Just outside Fort Kearny, Nebraska
June 4, 1843
The first few weeks on the trail proved to be more difficult than expected. The spring nights were frigid, and the cold seemed to seep its way into the bones of the Kirksvillians, making the nights long and restless. The crossing of the Kansas River only added to the troubles, as several pallets of food and furs were lost in an unexpected current. Everyone had to cut back on provisions until they reached Fort Kearny, and no one was particularly pleasant when cold and hungry.
John Benton (Astroboy) traveled with fifteen fat cattle, traded from his father’s cattle ranch in Unionsville. Though he offered the party a small portion of the meat the cattle provided, they were all required to stay up and guard them in shifts. Night after night of fighting off coyotes, wolves, and desperate starving journeymen had taken their toll on the group, and some began to grumble about the arrangement.
Abraham (ravenvii) was the first to voice what a few of the Kirksvillians were thinking.
“I don’t see why we graze, water, and guard his beasts all night long, risking a bullet or arrow to the gullet only to get a sliver of beef. All the while he lays upon his fat arse and fills his gut to bursting!”
John rose from his tent and drew a blade from his boot.
“Because they’re my cattle, boy. What have you contributed beyond your bellowing and thievery?”
Abraham’s face flushed with anger and he grew quiet as he drew his own knife and edged closer to John. “Thievery? I am no thief, you son of a tavern wench.”
Clara (Scepticalscribe) shoved them apart impatiently and attempted to help stave off the brewing fight by graciously offering everyone some of her famous ale. The brew would no doubt save their nerves and warm their bellies. When she went to her precious barrel, however, she found it dry.
“The lot of it is gone!”
Colorful curses rang out in the cold night. That was the final straw. Everyone picked up their guns with purpose. Bickering over chores was one thing, but stealing ale was serious business. Before long, the group had found their ale thief, nearly passed out against one of the wagons. It was Elijah Caldwell (twietee). He’d been mostly quiet during the trek, and his thin frame belied his preference of trading his food for liquor. The loss of his three brothers, sister and mother in the great fire had struck him hard. In any other circumstance, there would have been more compassion for the broken young man.
On the Oregon Trail, however, he was a liability. And he’d polished off their entire store of ale. Doc Robinson barely had the chance to lift him off the ground before Abraham’s knife landed between his eyes.
The blood splattered and spurted onto Charlotte’s (Moyank24) buckskin jacket before she wiped her sleeve with a look of disgust toward Abraham. They had all heard the sickening thud of the knife landing in Elijah's brains, along with his haunting last word:
“Abigail..”
The name caused Josiah (-aggie-) to flinch almost imperceptibly before he and the rest of the party left the body where it fell and tended to their nightly preparations.
twietee was a loyal Kirksvillian, and has exited the party.
It is now NIGHT. Specials, please PM me and rick snagwell.
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lol, that was worth it. Many thanks to the Queen, rick and scepticalscribe's barrel of course.
Villager or not, he seems to have consumed my entire supply of long-lived suitably and solidly brewed ale, a barrel of which was intended to offer succour and support (at times of great need) to us on our journey, and which cannot be replenished for now, not until we reach a place of sanctuary, where hops, barley, wheat and such can be acquired. Or grown
..
I am torn between sympathy - poor kid, and he was a poor kid who had lost his people - and a heartfelt desire to strangle this mindless miscreant who managed in one single solitary night to devour the entire contents of my barrel of ale, while wrecking said receptacle (which was intended to aid our lengthy journey) in the process of crashing about in what was clearly a state of advanced inebriation.
Well. Some bottles from my wine cellar remain yet, while there are several bottles of single malt whiskey still stored away safely ..
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Yes. This was the image I had in mind; thank you for reminding me of it...
I am torn between sympathy - poor kid, and he was a poor kid who had lost his people - and a heartfelt desire to strangle this mindless miscreant who managed in one single solitary night to devour the entire contents of my barrel of ale, while wrecking said receptacle (which was intended to aid our lengthy journey) in the process of crashing about in what was clearly a state of advanced inebriation.
Well. Some bottles from my wine cellar remain yet, while there are several bottles of single malt whiskey still stored away safely ..
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Astroboy908!
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And I've never gotten around to changing it because goodness, I've actually posted enough to be recognized
So rather than dub thee myself, why not have a random username generator do it for you?
.
Why not just condense though? IMTT?
Shorter usernames are always cooler though. I'll search around for a few. Hope you like star trek! hehehehe....
Yes. This was the image I had in mind; thank you for reminding me of it...
Astroboy908!
I'm in the same boat as you. Needless to say my username was ill-chosen. I know what you are all thinking: "Oh, he must just love that Japanese Astro Boy series!". Let me tell you, that was the last time I made a username without googling it first
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And I've never gotten around to changing it because goodness, I've actually posted enough to be recognized
So rather than dub thee myself, why not have a random username generator do it for you?
Unless you want me to try to make up a name... I can think of a few..
TimCook4Prez!
TotesUrGoats
MuNChKiNTeXt54345
NdroidH8r
Why not just condense though? IMTT?
Shorter usernames are always cooler though. I'll search around for a few. Hope you like star trek! hehehehe....
Hey! Astro boy was one of my favorite shows growing up!
I'm as much (or more) of a pervert as anyone here, but I'm the only one to actually read his name as "I make touch theme"? What is the world coming to??
imaketouchtheyou
Hey now, I'm a lot of things - but ornery???
imaketouchtheyou
Hey now, I'm a lot of things - but ornery???
Hey now, I'm a lot of things - but ornery???
I was talking about everyone except you!