week six

[wagons]

ON THE TRAIL week six 16 characters remaining. It's July, 1842, and the trail ahead stretches as far as you can see. Your destination still seems like an even farther off dream with as slowly as the wagons go, but at least you have good company... Right? You're traveling through Nebraska this week, and it seems like it will be a bumpy ride. WEATHER Sunday: Rain Monday: Pleasant Tuesday: Hot Wednesday: Hot Thursday: Afternoon Thunderstorms Friday: Dust Storm Saturday: Pleasant This week, suggested activities include Putting out fires, running from spiders and otherwise avoiding the effects of your costumes. On Monday, there will also be a chance to ford a river. The river is deep, and conditions are fair. On Wednesday, there will be a chance to stop at a ghost town. Good luck and safe travels! weekly rng graveyard RNG selections are due at 5 PM on November 4th.

Comments

[cuedoves]

[Zuko's on edge, glaring over his shoulder every so often, but he keeps on keeping, rooting for supplies]

[offspring]

[All of this is awful, really. Arthur's glad to be in normal clothing again (bless that windfall of good luck), but... this town is creepy.]

... There's nobody here, right?

[thebeastwithout]

Zombies.

[Beast Boy suggests helpfully.]

Aim for the brains.

[offspring]

Agh...!

[... oh.]

Don't...come out of nowhere like that. You might scare someone. [Like him.]

[thebeastwithout]

Just giving you some training!

You think the zombies're gonna give ya any warning? You've gotta pop 'em the moment you see 'em.

...Not, uh, that you should pop me.

[conestoga]

[Beast Boy better be ready to pop some right now, because there sure is some ominous creaking sounding from somewhere overhead...]

[thebeastwithout]

[Beast Boy immediately kicks a shoe up onto the roof as he uses his ultimate weapon: the smell of teenage boy feet.]

...Actually probably shoulda kept that.

[conestoga]

[Sadly, no stunned zombies come crashing off of the rooftop, unconscious from foot stink. A breeze seems to blow one of the rickety old saloon signs, but other than that, nothing else seems to be creaking.

After a second, Beast Boy's shoe will drop over the ledge.]

[thebeastwithout]

...Huh.

Thanks!

[He'll just go and put it back on.]

Alright, they're good zombies. Change of plans.

[A slight pause.]

You guys want some watermelon up there? We still have a little left. ...Also they kinda look like brains if you squint from a distance.

[conestoga]

[The rooftop zombies don't seem inclined to answer!

The suspicious saloon sign, on the other hand, will suddenly drop from its rusty hinges and plummet to the ground below.]

[offspring]

[Arthur's been stuck frozen in place, but now he jumps, hand going to the hilt of his sword immediately.]

Agh...!

[WHY IS THIS SO SPOOKY...]

Now you've got me jumpy too!

[thebeastwithout]

Gah!

[...Beast Boy leaps back away from the sign.]

Geez! What the heck - is there seriously something up there?!

[offspring]

There's nobody here, right? It just...

[... ...]

It must've been an old sign and fell or something. [Just keep telling yourself that, Arthur.]

[thebeastwithout]

...I'm gonna check it out.

[Beast Boy frowns a little bit and looks around for something to climb up on.]

Spot me!

[offspring]

Why is everyone here so ready to throw their lives away on stupid things...

[That's all he can mutter to himself, and then he's stepping closer to...vaguely try to make sure Beast Boy doesn't fall and die or something.

He supposes.]

[thebeastwithout]

[Aaaand... Beast Boy proceeds to try to clamber up onto the roofs somehow! He'll try to jump up from a barrel or stack some crates or something along those lines but odds are that he's unlikely to succeed.]

[offspring]

[You know, when he starts all of that jumping nonsense, Arthur just slows down.

He's not...going to chase after him........]

[thebeastwithout]

[worst spotter

Beast Boy would fire Arthur if this were an official job assigned by a wagon leader oh wait it totally is.]

Yo, spotting means you're s'pposed to help if there's any trouble, not that you watch me from 20 feet away.

[offspring]

[excuse, you're not his wagon leader

you can't tell him what to do!!!]

... I never agreed to this, you know.

[But reluctantly, he follows.]

[thebeastwithout]

We're in this together! That's the beauty of teamwork.

[also the tragedy]

Anyway, I don't think there's anything up here... If I jump a little...

[He'll hop up and down on a barrel now.]

[offspring]

You're going to fall and break something.

[joke's on arthur, tbh]