Go West Deathtrap Tour [FINISHED]

[VicVictory]

Legend of Terms:

TBDC: Time Block Distance Covered. This is the amount of mileage covered during the current 2 hour period.
ODC: Overall Distance Covered. This is the total distance that the team has covered since Noon on Friday
MRL: Morale modifier
FTG: Fatigue Level
Notes: Any notes I have for your team during this time block. Including POI results, car issues, etc.

Thursday, 6PM - 8PM

Weather Conditions: 87 degrees, sunny, slight breeze

All vehicles are on I-80 West or 26 West

Upcoming POI (optional, let me know if you want to stop at them for rest/sightseeing): California Hill, Scotts Bluff National Monument.

Next Waypoint: Ash Hollow State Historical Site, Chimney Rock National Historic Site, Fort Laramie.

VicVictory:
TBDC: 101 mi OD: 571 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +3 Notes: Waypoint completed: Ash Hollow. Optional stop: California Hill. Team has spent 15 minutes resting at both Ash Hollow and California Hill. Team is feeling tired.

@BobLoblaw
TBDC: 75 mi OD: 414 mi MRL: +3 FTG: -1 Notes: Waypoint completed: Fort Kearny (with 1 hour rest)

@Madrias
TBDC: 140 mi OD: 623 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +6 Notes: Waypoints completed: Ash Hollow, Chimney Rock. Team is feeling tired. Car begins smelling heavily of gasoline!

@Mr.Computah
TBDC: 126 mi OD: 595 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +9 Notes: Waypoint completed: Ash Hollow. Team is tired.

@TR8R
TBDC: 104 mi OD: 502 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +2 Notes: Optional top: California Hill (leaving at exactly 8pm). Non-critical failure: Near end of time period, muffler fell off. Comfort penalty will be applied going forward.

@Fayeding_Spray
TBDC: 117 mi OD: 558 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +4 Notes: Waypoint completed: Ash Hollow. Team is feeling slightly fatigued.

@Zabhawkin
TBDC: 133 mi OD: 626 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +5 Notes: Waypoints Completed: Ash Hollow, Chimney Rock, WARNING: FUEL LOW. Team is feeling slightly fatigued.

@conan
TBDC: 69 mi OD: 533 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +0 Notes: Waypoint completed: Ash Hollow (+1 hour rest stop).

@findRED19
TBDC: 108 mi OD: 512 mi MRL: +0 FTG: +2 Notes: Refueled in Ogalalla, NE.

@Mythrin
TBDC: 59 mi OD: 520 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +0 Notes: Optional Stop: California Hill (+1 hour rest). Team is noticing a bit of a hum and vibration at higher speed. Coming from somewhere in the rear end. Team is feeling slightly fatigued.

@JohnWaldock
TBDC: 118 mi OD: 550 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +8 Notes: Waypoint completed: Ash Hollow. Team is tired.

@bastormonger
TBDC: 123 mi OD: 458 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +5 Notes: Waypoint completed: Fort Kearney. Refueled in Kearney, NE. Team is starting to feel tired.

@abg7
TBDC: 133 mi OD: 616 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +7 Notes: Waypoints completed: Ash Hollow, Chimney Rock. Team is starting to feel tired.

@DoctorNarfy
TBDC: 117 mi OD: 580 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +5 Notes: Waypoint completed: Ash Hollow. Team is feeling slightly fatigued.

@DeusExMackia
TBDC: 60 mi OD: 520 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +1 Notes: Optional stop: California Hill (+1 hour rest). Team will be on the road at exactly 8pm.

@Dorifto_Dorito
TBDC: 121 mi OD: 474 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +7 Notes: Waypoints completed: Ash Hollow, Chimney Rock. Team is tired.

@stm316
TBDC: 122 mi OD: 603 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +6 Notes: Waypoints completed: Ash Hollow, Chimney Rock. Team is starting to feel tired.

@LordLetto

TBDC: 59 mi OD: 520 mi MRL: -5 FTG: +8 Notes: Team is feeling tired. CRITICAL FAILURE: After California Hill, there is a sudden and complete loss of power. When the team pops the hood, they find a 1"x3" hole in their intake manifold (and the missing piece is rattling around somewhere in the top end of the engine).

The following vehicles are in packs:
Erin, FOA

Team Teal Terror

(No RP this time around, but Jen wanted to share some pictures… may or may not originally be from Google of course, lol)

California Hill wagon ruts:

Ash Hollow:

[BobLoblaw]

TEAM OUTRIDERS

(The Enforcer cruises onward)

Marc: Seems like a waste of time.

Blake: You know we needed to stretch our legs.

Marc: We’re already dead last, I don’t think resting for an hour at Fort Kearny was a wise decision.

Luigi: You never know, there could’ve been some Injuns out there!

Blake: Yeah yeah, but we’re looking at a long night. We’re really going to have to huff it if we want to catch up.

Zach: What’s the plan?

Blake: I’m thinking we’re gonna have to run an all nighter.

Luigi: Is that wise?

Blake: There’s four of us, we can manage.

[stm316]

Team Wagons West
Day 1 : 10AM-12PM

Toni: Come on you stupid lump! Why do you make my life so hard? I know you hate me, but do you need to do this in front of everybody else?!
Bill: Maybe try speaking a bit nicer. I’ve found that helps with my clients.
Beth: She’s talking to the GPS, Bill. Here, Toni, let me help.
Toni: Keep it! I prefer paper maps.
GPS: Continue 4 km.
Bill: Why does that place look like Hungry Jacks?
Wookiee:You mean the Burger King? Because it’s the parent chain, clown.

LATER
Bill:Sooo, we just did a giant lap of an even gianter block?
Wookiee:Gianter? You’re actually using that as a word? Plus, NO!
Bill: I saw it written somewhere, it is a word!
Toni:The wall above the urinal is not a place to learn new words, boy.

LATERER
Toni: What is that?
Beth: It’s our mascot. A toy scotty. It’s name is “Toto”.
Toni: Don’t. Do. Not. If you do that, it’s going out of the window.
Bill: But, we just crossed the border, Aunt Toni. It won’t hurt anyone.
Beth:Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas any more.
//Toni grabs the toy from Beth and gives it a free flying lesson.

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12-2PM

12 o’clock saw our team make a driver change, Bill has been given control. Wookiee is front passenger
Toni has her head out of the window behind Wookiee.
Toni: Yee-haw! Children Of The Corn and stuff!
Beth (reading from a state map grabbed during a quick pit stop) : Nebraska is known for its four seasons and friendly, hospitable residents. Gallup surveys rank Nebraska among the top ten states with the happiest residents. Nebraska is known as the “Cornhusker State” and the state insect is the honeybee. Nebraska is also famous for being home to the largest porch swi…
Toni: I spy, with my little eye, something that starts with C.
Beth: Are we playing that?
Toni: No. I’m quoting horror movies.
//Bill "accidentally " accelerates.
Toni: Yay!

[conan]

“Isn’t that a nice view?” Benny asked Kim while at the Ash Hollow.
“I’m from the countryside, Pinoy. It’s just a field.”

That answer makes Benny laughed, he then looked at the Bonchon sitting a bit away.

“How did we manage to stay running?” Benny asked again.
“I dunno, maybe the knowledge that Bonchon Masterpiece is a terrible piece of Korea’s worst engineering achievement is a total myth?”
“How about we try to break it? It doesn’t feel right driving 500 miles without a single mechanical issue.”
“Break it? Nah, it would feel wrong deliberately breaking that thing.”
“But you can bring out your inner race car driver, right? We’re behind now that we decided to stop. But we’re fresh and the car is still working perfectly.”
“I guess I can…”

[Fayeding_Spray]

Previous [Day 1, 4pm through 6pm]

Day 1, Somewhere between 6pm and 8pm

“I’m still finding that entire conversation with those England boys very funny.” Charlotte said, tired from Banana’s passenger seat.
“You didn’t give me a chance to prepare, and what was with shoving the GP into my hands?”
“Didn’t want to look creepy from the pumps.”
“Yeah, well it made me look creepy”
“Naaaaaaaah, I don’t think they’d mind.”
“Oh, I think they’d care about a random girl filming them, don’t you think? Ya know, one they’d never interacted with before?”
“Pshhhhhhhh, Doesn’t matter.”
“Oh god, you’ve been into the beer haven’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Uuuuuuuugh, We’ll stop soon then.”

[Madrias]

Highway Hooligans

Day 1, 4-6p - “The best snacks are free!”

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The Hooligans flew down the highway at blazing speed, the engine roaring as they blew through the first waypoint at Ash Hollow.

Trevor nudged Jake in the ribs, then said, “Lean forward a bit, gotta get something from behind your seat.” Jake leaned forward, only for Trevor to remove a red lunchbox from behind the seat and accidentally hit him in the head with it. “Oh, you cock-bag! That fuckin’ hurt!”

“Well, sorry, Jake, but I didn’t have much time to think about where to put it while they were busy talking to the three of you. So, the meal of the moment is Lunchbox Surprise.” Trevor said, before opening the lunchbox. “Oh, awesome! There’s cheesecake in here!”

Trevor quickly passed some pieces around, and the four of them ate quickly. Once the cheesecake had disappeared, the sunroof was opened and the empty red lunchbox hit the sky, and shortly after, found the pavement.

A little further down the road, they raced through the waypoint at Chimney Rock.

“Can you smell that?” Cody asked. “Smells like gas.”

“If you fuckin’ farted, roll the god-damn window down.” Marcus replied.

“No, I smell it too.” Jake said. “Smells like fuel.”

“We’ll have to stop at Fort Laramie, see if we can fix it.” Trevor said.

“At least it’s not the fuckin’ driveshaft falling out of the car.” Marcus said, looking on the bright side. “Just going to be a long drive where I can’t smoke.”

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Aftermath:

Morale: +3 (+1)
Fatigue: +17 (+6)
Waypoints Completed: 4 (+2)
Notes: Team is feeling tired, Cheesecake is good for morale, and the car stinks of fuel.
Travel Notes: Team will be stopping at Fort Laramie to make repairs if possible.

[Jaimz]

Gran: DAVID…DID WE HIT SOMETHING?

Spanners: WHAT???

Gran:

DID WE HIT SOMETHING???

Spanners: YES! I THINK WE’VE LOST THE SILENCER!

Gran: IT’S ALSO GETTING VERY FUMEY IN HERE!!!

Spanners: I’LL HAVE A LOOK AT THE NEXT STOP!

Mopey is glued to his phone and oblivious to everything around him.

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At the next stop Spanners will try and extend the exhaust so as not to kill everyone with CO.

[DeusExMackia]

Team ‘Southend Or Bust’

Original Post - Previous Post

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“So it’s called California Hill” said Martin.

“Yeah. California Hill” replied Seb, studying the landscape. “Proper bit of history there, mi amigo!”

“Mate I can’t tell if you’re saying that because you’re Spanish or because you’re taking the piss” replied James, also surveying the scene. “And they’re wagon tracks then?”

“Yeah. I think so at least” said Seb, ever-so-slightly unsure.

Martin and James looked at each other, and then to Seb. “Do you actually know much about this place?” asked James.

“Er” Seb began, “Nah, I just saw it on some pamphlet at the airport and it looked cool”

“Right” said Martin, turning around and heading back to the car. The other two followed him. James was browsing Lyra’s Facebook wall, still bemused by the whole camera thing (which Seb and Martin had made sure to joke about non-stop since it happened).

“Have you found her Instagram yet?” asked Martin. “You need to like a few photos, but not too many. She’ll really appreciate that”.

“And since when were you the relationships expert?” replied James.

“Well…” Martin began.

“No no James, how could you forget his 2 previous relationships that both lasted about 4 months?” said Seb, very mockingly.

“Oi” replied Martin. “At least I can get into relationships”

“Yes but Martin, I can still pull way better than you” replied Seb, slightly smugly. He knew full well how attractive he was, and the other two knew full well how easily he could pull.

Martin stared back. “Touché” he said, begrudgingly.

As per usual with this lot, a discussion about one girl had led to a competition about who was the best with girls in general.

[LordLetto]

Welp, RIP me. When I saw I was out I was Expecting it to be something to do with the Vacuum System (Like a Total Failure of the Vacuum Line or something), not a Intake Manifold Failure. Oh well, was fun while it lasted, Thanks for hosting.

[Zabhawkin]

Team Redneck
Day 1 18:00

As the two pass the checkpoints Jake reads about them from his phone.

Ash Hollow
Sweet spring water made Ash Hollow State Historical Park near Lewellen a major stopover on the Overland Trail and prompted prehistoric Indians to use it, too. Ruts etched by west-bound wagons are still visible on the bluffs. Today, the area’s beauty and sweeping vistas continue to make this area a popular destination for vacationers and travelers. The history, archaeology and paleontology of the area are interpreted at the visitor center, Ash Hollow Cave and exhibits and structures.

Chimney Rock

Located some twelve miles west of Courthouse and Jailhouse Rock, Chimney Rock was one of the most picturesque landmarks along the Oregon Trail. It signaled the end of the prairies as the trail became more steep and rugged heading west towards the Rocky Mountains.

The discussion about whether or not to stop as originally planned continues. Narrated for simplicity.

So the choice is whether to continue or stop at the Riverside campground at Scotts Bluff as planned. On one hand they are doing very good for the time being, and tomorrow will be a very long day if the two start off at 6:30am as planned, so if they continue for a few hours longer they actually have a chance at finishing the trip tomorrow. On the downside it puts them several hours driving in the dark with very few places inbetween to stop, welcome to the wide open spaces of the American west.
The decision is to press on to Evansville eta. approx 12:30 .

Otis, “fuel light came on, its a good thing Scotts Bluff isn’t much further”

Jake, “I had an idea, lets be good sports, we have plenty of food, lets cook some extra for the other groups while we are there it shouldn’t take us much extra time. And besides I’m beginning to get a case of numb butt”

Otis, “Sounds like a plan.”

OOC: Yes we are cooking, the camp stove is available for others to use as well till about 9:30ish when the two will press on.

Edit: at the top of scotts bluff

[Mythrin]

Day 1 - Kent Croissants

Previous Part

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6 - 8PM

The three have just pulled out of California Hill the temperature is dropping and a slight breeze coming through the sunroof had cooled the boys down a little.

“It’s amazing that those wagon tracks are still there, it’s incredible” said Jordan still in a strange sense of awe after stopping at California Hill.

“Alright just 'cause you did history at GCSE Jordan, it isn’t th…” replied Damien but stopping abruptly as they turned around a corner catching eye of the broken Merda. All three started laughing and Aaron beeped the horn and put his foot down as they went past the brown car, also waving their hands out of the windows.

“I sorta feel bad maybe we could have helped” added Jordan afterwards.

“Why? If they are completely stopped by the side of the road it’s not going to be fixable is it, wonder what went wrong though” said Damien.

“Don’t mock too soon can you feel that” replied Aaron who had got his ‘concentration face’ on. “I can feel a slight buzz at high speeds” Aaron began slowing and speeding up gradually trying to find the spot at which the vibration happens.

“Wheel bearing? Or something vibrating just a buzz in general?” questioned Damien who had now begun listening out for the hum.

“Sounds like its from the back” said Jordan who was leaning over the back seat listening around the boot to no avail.

The three boys kept searching for the source of the hum but they were not able to find the source. It wasn’t loud but knowing it was in the background noise, irritated Aaron. However they all knew that the were doing okay in the race so the mood wasn’t spoiled too much.

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Fatigue: +0 (10 total)
Morale: +2 (4 total)

[Zabhawkin]

For reference:

Wagon trains lumbered over the ground at a speed between 1 and 2 miles per hour. The emigrants walked between 10 and 15 miles per day, taking just over one week to go 100 miles.

Thats about 2 MONTHS just to get to Scotts bluff

[abg7]

Team Big Blue, Part 5

U.S. Route 26 West

Paul: All this driving is wearing me out…

Steve: …but it could be worse. You’ve done long stints in endurance races, after all. Besides, several other teams are having problems with fatigue as well.

Ash: Especially if, they, like us, chose not to stop at California Hill. But we still managed to pass Ash Hollow and Chimney Rock in this time block, which is a good sign.

Jez: And another one bites the dust… I’m starting to hear rumors that the Letto has dropped out, and this time it didn’t go (out with a) bang like the Bogliq - it merely ground to a halt after its engine blew up. Now, if we can just hold it together, we’ll make it to Scotts Bluff without incident - especially as the Redneck Express is running low on fuel.

With that, Team Big Blue continued to make progress towards their first planned rest stop at Scotts Bluff.

[bastormonger]

The team’s frustration from the radiator incident is gradually dissipating as they are making decent progress with Kinga at the wheel, the Kageshima’s I6 purring away with its deep, slightly raspy voice, apparently content. Kinga is rather heavy on the accelerator, though.

Kamil: “We decided to take it easy, remember, sis?”

Kinga: “Yeah, but I don’t feel like slouching along, either. Also, maybe we’ll be able to catch up to some of the others - who knows, some of them might be fun. Also also, I intend to get us to Chimney rock before we hit the sack.”

Kamil: “Well, your points are all valid and all, but the JET needs to be able to carry us about 2/3 of the Earth’s circumference after we’re done with this trip here, right? So don’t put too much strain on our old girl.”

Kinga opens up one of several newly aquired CD cases against her knee, her left hand at the steering wheel, and slots the disc into the discman that’s taped onto the dashboard and connected to the car’s hifi set via a cassette adapter. She has a slightly evil expression on her face as she hits the play button.

Jacek: “Good grief, what the hell is THAT!? Please, make it stop!”

Kinga: “Bwuahaha! This will run 'til we’re at Chimney Rock. At least I’ll definitely not fall asleep at the wheel over this.”

Kamil: “You know what, Kinga?”

Kinga: “Yeah?”

Kamil: “Just go ahead and floor it so we don’t have to listen to this for too long.”

Kinga (with a satisfied leer): “I love it when a plan comes together.”

[VicVictory]

Legend of Terms:

TBDC: Time Block Distance Covered. This is the amount of mileage covered during the current 2 hour period.
ODC: Overall Distance Covered. This is the total distance that the team has covered since Noon on Friday
MRL: Morale modifier
FTG: Fatigue Level
Notes: Any notes I have for your team during this time block. Including POI results, car issues, etc.

Thursday, 8PM - 10PM

Weather Conditions: 83 degrees, sunny, slight breeze

All vehicles are on 26 West

Upcoming POI (optional, let me know if you want to stop at them for rest/sightseeing): California Hill, Scotts Bluff National Monument.

Next Waypoint: Ash Hollow State Historical Site, Chimney Rock National Historic Site, Fort Laramie.

VicVictory:
TBDC: 66 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +5 Notes: Team has arrived at Riverside Campground in Scottsbluff, NE and set up camp. Team is very tired.

@BobLoblaw
TBDC: 91 mi OD: 505 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +0 Notes: Optional stop completed: California Hill, 15 minutes. Refueled in Ogalalla, NE. Team is starting an in-vehicle sleep rotation and pressing on.

@Madrias
TBDC: 52 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +8 Notes: Waypoints completed: Fort Laramie. Refueled in Scottsbluff, NE. Team is feeling tired and has stopped at the Bunkhouse Motel in Fort Laramie, WY to rest overnight.

@Mr.Computah
TBDC: 80 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +12 Notes: Waypoints completed: Chimney Rock, Fort Laramie. Refueled in Scottsbluff, NE. Team is exhausted, and has stopped at the Bunkhouse Motel in Fort Laramie, WY to rest overnight.

@TR8R
TBDC: 97 mi OD: 599 mi MRL: +3 FTG: +4 Notes: Optional stop: Courthouse Rock. Waypoints completed: Ash Hollow, Chimney Rock. Pulled in to Chimney Rock right at 10pm. Team is feeling slightly fatigued. Note: No parts stores were open after the time of muffler failure, and no replacement part was in the supplies. Can look for a parts store in the morning.

@Fayeding_Spray
TBDC: 79 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +6 Notes: Waypoint completed: Chimney Rock. Team is feeling tired and has stopped for the night at Riverside Campground in Scottsbluff NE. Refueled in Scottsbluff NE.

@Zabhawkin
TBDC: 17 mi OD: 643 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +1 Notes: Optional stop: Scotts Bluff (1 hour). Refueled in Scottsbluff, NE.

@conan
TBDC: 104 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +3 Notes: Waypoint completed: Chimney Rock. Refueled in Scottsbluff, NE. Team is feeling slightly fatigued.

@findRED19
TBDC: 13 mi OD: 523 mi MRL: -4 FTG: +8 Notes: Waypoint completed: Chimney Rock. FAILURE: Center differential shattered. It took some doing, but the AWD is disabled and disconnected, and the car is now FWD. Drivability penalty applies going forward.

@Mythrin
TBDC: 117 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +4 Notes: Waypoints compelted: Ash Hollow, Chimney Rock. Refueled in Scottsbluff, NE. Team feeling tired, and has stopped at Riverside Campground in Scottsbluff, NE.

@JohnWaldock
TBDC: 87 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +10 Notes: Waypoint completed: Chimney Rock. Refueled in Scottsbluff, NE. Team is very tired, and has stopped for the night at Riverside Campground in Scottsbluff, NE.

@bastormonger
TBDC: 116 mi OD: 574 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +7 Notes: Waypoint completed: Ash Hollow. Team is tired.

@abg7
TBDC: 38 mi OD: 654 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +2 Notes: Optional stop: Scotts Bluff (1 hr). Refueled in Scottsbluff, NE.

@DoctorNarfy
TBDC: 95 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +8 Notes: Waypoints completed: Chimney Rock, Fort Laramie. Refueled in Scottsbluff, NE. Team is feeling tired, and has stopped for the night at Bunkhouse Motel in Fort Laramie, WY.

@DeusExMackia
TBDC: 129 mi OD: 621 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +4 Notes: Waypoints completed: Ash Hollow, Chimney Rock. FUEL LOW. Team is feeling slightly fatigued.

@Dorifto_Dorito
TBDC: 75 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +9 Notes: Waypoints completed: Fort Laramie. Team is very tired. Refueled in Scottsbluff, NE. Team has stopped for the night at the Bunkhouse Motel in Fort Laramie, WY.

@stm316
TBDC: 24 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +2 Notes: Rfueled in Scottsbluff, NE. Team has stopped for the night at Riverside Campground in Scottsbluff, NE.

The following vehicles are in packs:

Team Teal Terror

Jen stretched her sore legs as she kicked back in her camp chair. “OK, maybe I got a little over zealous today.”

“A little?” Fuzz chided. "I was supposed to drive from Kearny, that was the deal.

“Well, if you weren’t so busy dropping trow and smearing shit…”

“Vegemite,” he corrected.

“Like I said. If you weren’t antagonizing those Hooligans all day, maybe you would have had a chance.”

Fuzz grinned and took a deep swig of his beer. “Fair enough. Tomorrow’s my day then. Bright and early.”

Jen nodded. She peered into the dying embers of the fire. Wisps of smoke swirled in a tangled, nearly hypnotic dance. Thought enveloped her. Memories of their last two runs, of Rick being with them. Memories of the mischievous Hooligans and their glitter cannon, and seeing old challenge acquaintances again with Team Southend and Team Outriders. Highs and lows along the way, and everything in between. And, of course, the Vegemite.

“You’re quiet tonight,” Fuzz noted. “Something on your mind?”

“Are we getting addicted to this?” she asked.

“To what?”

“These challenges.”

Fuzz laughed. “Of course. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. Why do you think I’m out here?”

“Because you’re my brother?”

“Hell, I’d take the Teal Turdbox without you. Bonus getting to hang out with my obnoxious sister,” he grinned. He stood up and stretched, towering over her like a tree. He then outstretched his hand. “Come on, let’s take a walk.”

(OOC: This is an open invite for anyone staying at Riverside Campground to RP interact with Team Teal Terror.)

[Madrias]

Highway Hooligans

Day 1, 6-8p - “A Tale of Fuel and Cheesecake”

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“Still smells like gas.” Cody said, while they stood at the gas station, filling the tank on their trusty E5.

“We’ll have to fix it in the morning, Cody. If we try right now, we’re more likely to overlook it, or fall asleep and get gas in our eyes.” Jake replied. “Best we can do is limp the car to Fort Laramie, hope there’s a hotel or motel or campsite nearby we can use to get some sleep in.”

“There is. Bunkhouse Motel, we’ll sleep there. No point in laying in tents on rocks and dirt, listening to crickets keeping us awake. Plus, we’re less likely to run into team Teal Terror, or at least, they’re less likely to fuck with our car, because it’s in a parking lot with people and likely cameras around.” Marcus said. “And we’ll hope this fuel stink is something we can fix quickly enough.”

“Well, at least we have a plan. Maybe we’ll get lucky and it’ll be something simple to fix and outright stupid that caused the car to reek of gasoline. Either way, we’ll be more likely able to fix the car after a couple beers and then a good night’s sleep.” Trevor said.

“So, who’d you pinch the beer from this time?” Cody asked.

“Well, there was this station wagon driven by these other hooligans, some Erin something-or-other. Southend-or-Bust was their team name. Lifted a case o’ beer out of their wagon 'bout an hour after everyone went to bed at the campsite. Damn near got caught 'cause one of ‘em hates campin’. Either way, it’s not shit beer this time. Only the best of stolen goods for my friends.” Trevor said, grinning.

A bit later in the night, and further down the road, the Dynamite was switched off in the parking lot of the Bunkhouse Motel, and the Highway Hooligans checked into their room with a case of beer, a forest-camo lunchbox that contained a single jar of moonshine and four bags of beef jerky, two large bags of Sour-Cream-and-Onion chips, and a bag of chocolate chip cookies.

In their room, Cody, Marcus, Jake, and Trevor split up the drinks and the snacks. Everyone got a bag of beef jerky, the chip bags were ripped open and split between Cody and Jake, and Marcus and Trevor, everyone got a bottle of beer, and some party cups were passed out with a mostly-equal measure of 'shine in them. The cookies were emptied onto a plate and placed between them to enjoy as desired.

It didn’t take long for the four guys to devour the snacks and down the booze, though it showed that three of them weren’t heavy drinkers as Trevor was the only one able to stand after the beer-and-shine party drinks. Marcus slouched in a chair near the window and lit a cigarette, blatantly ignoring the “No-Smoking” sign on the wall with the intent of enjoying at least one smoke before going to bed.

“You reckon if I pissed in the carpet, we could set it on fire?” Cody asked. Jake shook his head, then said, “Prolly not, would take… At least three, maybe four more cups of that shit. Then you could light your piss on fire.”

Trevor chuckled softly, then said, “Not even that. You’d need at least twice that much, but you wouldn’t be able to aim at anything at that point. But that reminds me, don’t throw or smash that jar just yet, it’ll make a great piss-missile for one of the other teams when either we pass them or they try to pass us. Nothing quite says ‘fuck off’ like a glass jar being thrown at your car, after all.”

“That and we’ve got fireworks in the car for a “Going Faster Than You” celebration.” Cody said, grinning.

“Hang on, I’m gonna get some stuff outta our car to annoy the fuck out of everyone in the room next to ours.” Trevor said, before getting up and wandering out to the car. He wandered back in about 15 minutes later with another lunchbox, though this one contained a motorcycle battery and a windshield wiper motor, among other miscellaneous hardware.

“See, we rented two rooms, right?” Trevor said, grinning. “The bed’s on the other wall in the other room, so I figure, we hook this up and the bed bangs the wall all night long.”

“Oh, that’s fuckin’ genius!” Marcus said, flicking the dead cigarette butt out of the window of the motel. “We all know how annoying it is when the next guy over in the other room won’t stop banging all night, so we’re gonna do that back to everyone else.”

“Exactly. And the best part is, this is just spare junk, so we don’t have to bring it with afterward. It’ll just be there annoying the shit out of everyone else, but we’ll sleep through it because we’re drunk.” Trevor said.

A few minutes later, Trevor had the Bed-Banger set up in the other room, and switched it on before making a mad drunken sprint back to their room. He gave a wicked grin as they could hear the thumping in their room, on the far-side from the bed, then said, “Good luck for anyone else sleeping through that.”

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Aftermath:

Morale: +4 (+1)
Fatigue: +25 (+8)
Waypoints: 5 (+1)
Status: Resting, Drunk, and Wicked.

Car Status: Fuel Smell still not diagnosed.

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(OOC: @DeusExMackia Yeah, figured your team would have the good beer, and would likely have more than one case, so the Hooligans ‘borrowed’ one in typical fashion. As for the other ‘disappeared’ items the Hooligans have, I implied without directly taking, so it’s up for interpretations as to where the items came from. After all, it just seems fair that the troublemakers would hit everyone at least a little with theft.)

[DeusExMackia]

Team ‘Southend Or Bust’

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“We’re gonna have to ditch mass” said Martin all of a sudden. The worry in his voice had been building for the last 30 minutes as their fuel tank had been rapidly draining.

“Ditch mass? Is this a physics experiment?” replied Seb, also growing in concern.

“No, seriously, it isn’t, I really don’t think it’s going to make it” replied Martin. He’d been staring at the fuel needle for so long in between glancing at the road and at the dashboard that he thought he might be going delusional.

“Martin, calm down, you’re just gonna have to really tip toe these last 20 miles” said James, oddly a voice of calm and reason for once. “What would we even get rid of?”

“I don’t know okay!” It must be related to the missfire. Surely. Unless it was because Seb was flooring it too much earlier? The ideas whirled around in his head.

“Well can we make the car any more aerodynamic?” suggested Seb.

“Eh? How are we going to do that whilst moving?” said James.

“I don’t know it was just an idea okay!” Seb fired back.

16 miles to the campsite, and despite all that they had been through, it looked like for the first time ever that Team Southend might actually be about to go bust.
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OOC: @Madrias Well well, we’ll have to see how SoB react when they make it to the campsite. If they do, that is…

[abg7]

Team Big Blue, Part 6

Scotts Bluff, NE

As Team Big Blue reflects on their experience at Scotts Bluff, Paul realizes that they’ve been roughly retracing the path taken by pioneers who migrated westwards on the Oregon Trail centuries ago…

Paul: So Scotts Bluff contains preserved sections of the Oregon Trail. It’s a beautiful place to take a breather, what with all the rock formations nearby. Speaking of which… The Minnesota Educational Computing Consortium made a game about it. My parents had a copy on their home computer a long time ago. It took me a dozen attempts to complete the game without losing any adventurers to dysentery, drowning, etc. And whenever they died, I typed “In Honor Of (insert person’s name)” on their tombstones. But if the leader lost his life or got dismissed, that was it. Still, it was fun - if not as fun as our road trip adventure.

Ash: Ha! I would have typed “Lest we Forget” instead, in the spirit of those Anzacs who fought bravely a century ago. As for ourselves, stopping at Scotts Bluff has done wonders for our physical condition - much of the fatigue that has plagued us of late is now gone. And surprisingly, we’re now ahead of the Redneck Express, but not by much.

Steve: Unfortunately, a few other teams have managed to get the jump on us by driving all the way to Fort Laramie in the next state. I have to tip my hat to them for being so brave, though. But their decision was not entirely unexpected, and we tend to counter it with a more aggressive strategy from here on out.

Jez: I’m starting to hear rumors that the Corzippa lost its center diff and is reduced to running as a front-driver. That leaves us with one less set of opponents to worry about… Anyway, we’ll be back on the road soon enough. Let’s hope that we can make up the lost time.

With that, Team Big Blue completed its first scheduled rest stop. They were not far behind the new leaders, but at least they were finally ahead of the Redneck Express.

[Jaimz]

Gran: David the smell coming through the hole in the floor is awfully consuming.

Spanners: Sorry Mrs E, I’ll look for a scrapyard in the morning.

Spanners starts looking at vehicles in the immediate vicinity for a possible “loan” replacement

Mopey: Shit…my battery’s died!

THWACK!!

Mopey: OW!! I was looking up parts stores in the area Gran!

Spanners: Scantily clad ladies who sell silencers? Well that’s a first for me!

Gran: And what exactly is that supposed to mean David??

Spanners: Nothing Mrs E. You have a kip and I’ll worry about the silencer.

[BobLoblaw]

TEAM OUTRIDERS

(Our brave explorers have arrived at California Hill)

Luigi: Not much light left. Can’t see too much.

Marc: This is mainly to stretch our legs.

Zach: I can’t feel my ass.

Blake: (closes hood) Nothing appears to be amiss. All fluids are where they’re supposed to be. I even checked the antifreeze with a balls floating gauge and it checks out.

Marc: Let’s get a move on then.

(The ongoing drive is uneventful with Blake dozing off in the back seat. Eventually the Enforcer arrives at Ogalalla, NE.)

Blake: yawn Did I miss anything?

Marc: Just the fuel light. Also, you’re awake in time for the committee meeting.

Blake: Meeting?

Luigi: Our night strategy.

Blake: I had some thoughts about that. I figure we could nap and drive in shifts. Rotate every four hours. Our best bet to cover lost distance is to power through the night.

Luigi: Sounds good to me.

Zach: Me too.

Marc: Okay, it’s settled then. Blake, why don’t you take the first shift, Stickfuck, you’re on deck!

Zach: Uh, me?

Marc: Who else?

Luigi: You’re gonna let him talk to your son like that?

Blake: Well, he does have the gun.

Zach: Thanks a lot dad!

Blake: Catch some shuteye in the back. That goes for you too Luigi, You’ll be driving after Zach.

Luigi: Fine with me, I’m beat.

Marc: From doing what? Sitting on your ass watching midgets do unspeakable things on your phone?

Luigi: Reading a news article thank you!

Marc: How? There’s no big pictures, you have no idea what you’re looking at!

Luigi: At least I didn’t conceive my children by pushing rope!

Marc: I’m surprised you have any children at all, I thought they don’t allow your kind to adopt!

Luigi: Heh, Maria is all the proof I need that I’m not gay!

Marc: She’s just the closet door. Besides, she only married your ugly ass because she lost a bet!

Zach: Tank’s full.

Blake: I’ve got some sandwiches made, let’s hit the road. We can eat along the way.

(Blake is now behind the wheel. Marc is riding shotgun while Zach and Luigi are in the back. Marc and Luigi fall asleep in no time, and Zach falls asleep a half hour later.)