Risecracker, could you please put your character's name in your signature? I keep forgetting it, and going to the character thread each time is cumbersome.

Risecracker, could you please put your character's name in your signature? I keep forgetting it, and going to the character thread each time is cumbersome.

Oh, sorry . I thought I had when I put the picture in, but apparently forgot to. I'll do that right now.

EDIT: There, is that good?

Edited May 31, 200915 yr by Ricecracker

Oh, sorry . I thought I had when I put the picture in, but apparently forgot to. I'll do that right now.

It's no problem, thanks for adding it.

Now Arin, there's a hotty!... I hope Schmelt is scoring with her...for the pony's sake.

Sure, bring up the pony! That poor little creature, I was doing it a service by taking the half-starved creature in

Don't think we haven't noticed you sidling up to that mangy mutt. "Oh, your fur's so nice... your coat's so smooth... lick my wounds... Have an Eggo..." Yes, that's how it starts....

Sure, bring up the pony! That poor little creature, I was doing it a service by taking the half-starved creature in

Don't think we haven't noticed you sidling up to that mangy mutt. "Oh, your fur's so nice... your coat's so smooth... lick my wounds... Have an Eggo..." Yes, that's how it starts....

Fine, that's the last time I wish good sex for you. Ungrateful... *continues muttering*

Fine, that's the last time I wish good sex for you. Ungrateful... *continues muttering*

My bad I missed that and went straight to the inference of bestiality. Carry on!

I must admit, I did ponder trying an action of peering through the keyhole to see what Arin was doing in the Mayor's bathroom, but it did strike me as a little creepy

My bad I missed that and went straight to the inference of bestiality. Carry on!

I must admit, I did ponder trying an action of peering through the keyhole to see what Arin was doing in the Mayor's bathroom, but it did strike me as a little creepy

But attacking Eleanor on the first night was what? Romantic?

Geez, would you two quiet down already?

Brakes and I are trying to share a moment.

We really need to get out of this town...

Yeah! He's just trying to "grease the brakes". Hush now you two, you're disturbing his mojo.

But attacking Eleanor on the first night was what? Romantic?

*whispering* That wasn't me! It was Bulldog...I think I said though that all Australians are criminals *sigh*

*whispering* That wasn't me! It was Bulldog...I think I said though that all Australians are criminals *sigh*

Oh, sorry. I knew it was one of my friends...

Duh! He had just said that to me in my thread too.

Semi-Blooper Alert if any of you picked up on this:

When Herman asked Jeb about the train tracks in the forest, this was his initial response (from me):

My Grandpappy who some knew as "Old Rivers" use to tell me a story about how there use to be an old train that ran through the woods not fer from here, some sorta 'logg'n train. I even reckon I heard it once or twice grown'up. Never done saw it though.

When Herman asked again, this was the 2nd response (from Wouwie):

I know the tracks since I was young, I used to play with some friends here. 1 way goes to town, the other goes to a mine I think..Atleast it's heading into the mountains..

Final Response from Jeb

As far as the train track, as I said before, I use to play on the rails as a kid, but it has been a long, long time ago. There was one track that use to lead toward town, and another that went up into the mountains - never knew where that one led to though.

Which isn't too far off from my the actual plot.

Semi-Blooper Alert if any of you picked up on this:

When Herman asked Jeb about the train tracks in the forest, this was his initial response (from me):

...

Final Response from Jeb

As far as the train track, as I said before, I use to play on the rails as a kid, but it has been a long, long time ago. There was one track that use to lead toward town, and another that went up into the mountains - never knew where that one led to though.

Which isn't too far off from my the actual plot.

Should I ask a third time to give us all a chance to get it right?

Should I ask a third time to give us all a chance to get it right?

The third time is always a charm.

On a side note, I'm beginning to really enjoy the relationship that 'ol Jeb has with Herman. Jeb likes to reel him, then spook him up real good.

I really like the way these mysteries create memorable moments as well as funny quotes/sayings (like the old Johnson Rod).

I really like the way these mysteries create memorable moments as well as funny quotes/sayings (like the old Johnson Rod).

Where is that Johnson Rod? We're finding it difficult to function without it...

Where is that Johnson Rod? We're finding it difficult to function without it...

I have it!! At least I better...

I have it!! At least I better...

It's hard to grab hold of that 'thang!

It's hard to grab hold of that 'thang!

After that previous joke before I just can't not see suntext in here

And is my character still meant to be sick? I've been passing in and out of consciousness for a while now.

Batbrick Away!

Are we allowed to put whatever combinations we like in the safe? I am wondering if the answer is in plain sight... 5 digits... could be a number along the lines of with 10xxx, if you get my drift.

I wonder if the set number for the Emerald Express might work...

bout the boos inside. I'd also like to look for any abnormalities on the glasses and cups, and if any of them have been used recently. I would not like to taste any boos.

Booze!

EDIT

I want to try 10133 as a safe combination.

Charlie, I reccomend you unscrew the barrel of the Mont Blanc and have a look inside for any concealed notes or other clues.

I'll enter the code 10194

Oh crap, you guys already came up with it...

As Lorraine begins playing with the Rubber Duck hanging from her driver's mirror, Max dozes off and starts dreaming...

A few of the others in the back of the truck start snoring loudly as Herman tries to keep them awake with his stories.

With map in hand, Lorraine nears a rail road crossing next to a small signalling tower.

Excellent, now how am I doing that from over at the farm? I smell a blooper!

Right, out we get, and time to get to work. I'm glad the truck didn't blow up on us.

Let's look around for any reason why this crossing might have been marked on the map. I have a feeling we'll find something in the signal tower, so I'm going to go in there. Knowing my luck, there'll be another poster with another map behind it, or something of the like.

So, I'll walk over to the signal tower, carefully push the door open and wait for any falling debris to settle before going inside. I'll also make sure to look for any bear-traps and trip wires as well before entering. You never can play it too careful. Although in my D&D strategy I quite often incorporate some risky moves as well, and luck is quite often on my side there. You have to take risks to move forward.

OK, so I'll just shut up about risks and being careful and I'll go look in the tower...

If anyone ever wonders about your title, Mr. Overly Verbose, just point them here.

If anyone ever wonders about your title, Mr. Overly Verbose, just point them here.

Too true.

And is my character still meant to be sick? I've been passing in and out of consciousness for a while now.

No, get up you big sissy. You're a Texan!

Booze!

Whatever!

Booze!

Is it inappropriate for me to booze you?

Hey! Girly pansies up there! How long ago did you give away your manhood?!

I'm waiting for Hinckley to say something like, "Hey! Brainless thief there! How long ago did you give away your material?!"