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Glad I'm not in that group. Then again, I am sleeping in a barn. Well well well!

Thanks Jeb! Be careful no to lay down on any bear traps guys. Should we go back to the train or risk going through that cornfield back to the train? We have a possible substitute for the Johnson rod. I'm sure Ruffy would be willing to lead us back. But there do appear to be evil children living in the corn... On the other hand, we all need our rest and we haven't fully searched the barn or the garden shed yet. We could use the restoration of life points...whatever that means and then carefully investigate when the sun is out and be more wary of traps hidden in the hay. I vote we stay and sleep and take lookout shifts to make sure nobody messes with us while we sleep.

We may have discovered the johnson rod, soooo... yes, I guess. Considering we can all sleep and earn our life points back. I sure hope that's the johnson rod. Didn't you hear a BNSF coming? Damn it! Don't make me fly over there and beat you all. How many Americans are in this game and do you really think we all keep the same schedule?? :hmpf: Knock it off blaming the Americans, you and go litigate some playground, you Willoughby noob!

I don't know! But thank you! We'll come back to the train with something and hopefully our engineer can make it work. If not, then we can make a still!

I can see through the window a 1 x 4 johnson rod in that still!!! Can we have it, Jethro? Can we please have it? I'll mail you a new one when I get home. Someone on the train explained that's one of the parts that's been tampered with... Jethro, where'd you get that Johnson Rod? Also, oh no! Bulldog and Austin are injured. Are you OK? We're all hurt. What a dangerous trip. I knew we were in for it. Etc, etc, etc *whispers to Bulldog...BLOOPER!* Don't drink the kool-aid...remember? No moonshine for you!

Batbrick, do you actually read anything but the last post in the thread?

It'll clean my leg nicely! Gotta really make sure I don't have any infection there. That moonshine should kill anything trying to make little critters down thar. What did I just say? Is there a 1 x 4 johnson rod in that bear trap? I seem to remember reading once that there's a rod used in the center of a bear trap. Could we take that bear trap apart to create a makeshift johnson rod for the train?

Moonshine!

Did you guys have a similar "experience" as we did in Denmark? :wink:

Er... I didn't die. They got the trap off and I'm feeling better. Thanks for your concern, though!

Yes, that sounds fine. *through a blood loss and pain induced haze* Call the mayor. Max has my knife. They're not safe with Max. Eleanor caught him with her gun, but he has my knife. Did you see that loon wearing her wedding dress? What a basket case. Why does Max need a weapon? Hello evil children! Please don't let the evil blade-wielding children into your house, Farmer Jeb. I need to lay down, please...

What? Hello? How long have I been out? Oh, the pain! I think my leg is broken. I need to sleep to regain some life points, so perhaps someone else can do some investigating. I hear there's a garden shed around here? Jeb? Is that true? Why is the mayor killing people? Is he the only one that makes decisions in this town? Are there no checks and balances? Oh, I'm fading out again...must sleep...

Where did you learn this horrible punctuation habit?? How are you going to get through life writing like this? Next time you post like this, I'm suspending your account. I'm serious, if that's the only way you'll learn. Call me crazy, people, but that's driving me nuts! See? Nuts!!

Look, a monkey! ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Oh, you posted this here! Cool. I blogged you!

There is a very thorough discussion about this topic here. Please continue the discussion there... Thanks.

I realize I'm the back seat driver of the day, but take the lube solution and just get your megablocks out of there. (There's no good way to talk about this situation without it being awkward...)

Thanks for clearing that up, Jeb. I wasn't sure what was happening. I feel better now that you're helping...and those children with blades are here. Hello evil children. ZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Hey Otters. Don't re-write what other people wrote. One of the aspects of playing this game is to accept the circumstances presented. If Brickster wants to change things he will, but respect the other players and work with what you're given... Thanks. Then again, who knows at this point if I'm supposed to live or die. I have no indication of how best to get out of this particular situation. My a what? That sentence makes no sense. Perhaps you meant you're.

Through a constant haze of passing out and waking back up. Bad dog! Bad dog! You can't re-write what I wrote. That's called denying the improv. The first rule of improv is to accept the circumstances already presented to you by the other actors. Very bad dog!! And Jeb invited us into the stables. I hadn't even started snooping yet...I mean I wasn't snooping! How many bears do you get in here, anyway? Good dog! Good dog with bandages. What? Listen to you more? That's why I'm in here in the first place! You told me I should check it out. Good Texan! Good Bulldog!

You shouldn't try so hard for a new title. It won't work. And there's this great thing called the internet that has an online version of a dictionary somewhere I'd guess. And some browsers that have spell check. Anyway, it may be a blooper, but I've removed myself from the bear trap in order to not lose any more life points. TheBrickster, if it's incorrect please delete it and we'll see what happens next...

*wakes up again* All right, looks like I'll have to do this by myself. *finds reserve of super nerd strength and pries open the bear trap. Pulling his leg out, the d20 falls out of his pocket and drops into the bear trap just as he lets go of it, snapping the beloved dice in two. Herman uses his last ounce of strength to tie his own belt around his own leg and passes out in the hay.* I've...read a lot...about...bear trap...injuries.... *Another snap is heard and a second bear trap narrowly misses Herman's unconscious head* *Scruffy starts to lick the wound clean* OOC: Damn it all, if it's a blooper but I had to do something conclusive before going to bed. If I died, I'd have been pretty annoyed with myself for not trying...

I really like Herman. I just think he's terribly misunderstood by you train people... Or was, before he died... What side wants you to learn how to spell chauvinist already?

I'm doing my best! I think...

Yeah, I'm not sure if I'm supposed to pass out or stay awake, but that's a serious loss of life points. Er...somebody help. I don't want to leave the game yet. Scruffy, lick that wound. Somebody take my blackberry and google bear trap removal. I've read enough books to take care of the rest. Brickster? Bricksters, hello? I though I was one of the good ones. I didn't bring the BNSF to town. Hello?