I chose Smasher to be the leader of this wagonwreck. Smasher definitely looked like the natural born leader of five mishaps who were most likely going to die a horrible death.
I chose Yasuhiro Hagakure to go on the trip, shortening his name to "Hagakure". It's not his first name. I am a rebel.
Crocodile Dippy chose Gareth Gobelcoque. Because there's no way in hell I'm going to be able to spell that, he'll just be called "Gareth".
Nabber chose Gabe Newell. It was after trial and error we decided we'd need another wagon to bring Gaben along. Eventually, we just decided to strap him to the roof.
Finally, Bop chose Peko Pekoyama to join. I think that's the one from Dangan Ronpa 2 who likes swords. I like swords. Did I mention that?
Finally, the preparations were complete. These five brave(?) people were ready to be sent to their death.
Well, not yet. They had the wagon, but, alas, they were in the middle of a busy road in Boston, in 2012. So we sent them back to whenever the hell this takes place.
They had finally made it back to 1848, after quite a colourful loading screen.
I decided to set them off in June, the month of my birthday, from the most imaginatively named town in Missouri (which is odd, because I thought we were in Boston?). Saying goodbye to these people would be a fantastic birthday gift. They were only allowed meager portions, and the cart went at a gruelling pace.
But before they left, they had to visit Wal-Matt!
(or matt's general store if you're a boring asshole)
Matt was very high when we went into his store, so the party just took what they needed and left. Smasher, being nice, decided to leave the kind elderly stoner a tip, of just over half of the money they took with them.
And with that, they were ready to go...