[B]With Blak Maje and Fitar...[/B]
As the day neared its completion, it was fairly obvious that these two weren't going to last very long. The two didn't work very well together, just like an oreo and orange juice. The question wasn't if chaos was going to erupt; it was when.
[quote name='Fitarr'] 'Eeeyyyy. Yeah, I was all that in my fraternity, dude. That reminds me of beer. And women. Where are all the chicks at!?[/quote]
The light-hearted adventure had changed faces in no less than a day. No longer was treasure a motivation. That is, unless "get me outta here" means treasure in French.
"Say, do you know what ******* **** time it is, ****ar?" Blak Maje asked knowing the answer would involve one of the words in Fitar's three word vocabulary.
"Beer," Fitar responded all too quickly.
[quote name='Blak Maje']I hated this moron from the start. I mean, it was like having a ******* rock for a ******* partner! ****! [/quote]
When later asked about his opinion on Blak Maje, Fitar immediately let us in on how awful it was to be with this very... uhh... man (?).
[quote name='Fitar']That guy, or should I say "gay", sucked. He didn't have beer. Or women. Did I mention beer!?[/quote]
By the time the sun had set, the two felt they had no chance of surviving the eerie, maze-like forest.
[quote name='Fitar']Uhh... you didn't know when... uhh... nothing was going to happen. It was ****** scary as ******* ****![/quote]
Checking his 32 item inventory, Blak Maje found an indispensable treasure. The words "tent found" echoed through this 16 color mind. However, he wasn't about to share it with shmuck, Fitar.
And so, Day 1 was almost over...