You bid farewell to the Indians and return to your campsite to look over your treasure. Lady Pirates who attempted to seduce the Indians find themselves with a bonus item after a few moments of beach romance. The Indians promise to return if you did not resort to violence or threats. If you did they glare as they leave and you get a feeling of foreboding.
If you took the twelve steel fishing hooks you discover that catching fish is much easier and you constantly have a supply of food. If you selected the healing elixir you find that the Indians did not lie and that it will heal two wounds (you need not use it all at once). If you selected the flint and steel you can now make a fire and have cooked meals, warmth on cooler days, and light at night. If you choose the bow and arrows you can use it to shoot fish in the shallows and shore bird providing you with more nourishment. If you choose the cape of bird feathers you know that you can trade this item in Port Royal for at least of week or drink and companionship.
Weeks pass and you again set out to hunt the elusive wild boar. You again follow a set of tracks that leads deep into the forested regions of the island. Here amid the ferns and fronds you discover a large boar. This black devil is at least two hundred pound of bristle, anger and hate and isn't pleased that you have entered its domain. It squeals and charges. What do you do? Do you flee? Do you fight and hope you can best the brute and earn a meal of pork? Of do you retreat and try to trap the beast?
I definitely will stand and fight...
I slaughter the pig using the rapier and axe that I have.
I squeal like a girl--because I am one--and climb up the coconut tree. The wild boar charges and stands at the tree and snarfs at me.
So...I bonk him in the head with a bunch of coconuts, knocking him out. I bonk him with a few more just to make sure he is unconscious and then I take twine, tie him up good and drag his weinie arse back to camp.
Now I hate this part--but I guess I have to do a little bloodletting in the jugular region.
Now, since I have flint, I start me a nice fire and....BARBEQUE!
If only my companion was K.C. Masterpiece.
Here Piggy, Piggy, Piggy.....
I steal his glasses, which makes him cry, complain loudly that it's my turn with the Conch and eventually drop a big honkin' rock on his head!
Quote from: MaelStrom on May 20, 2009, 08:05:07 AM
Here Piggy, Piggy, Piggy.....
I steal his glasses, which makes him cry, complain loudly that it's my turn with the Conch and eventually drop a big honkin' rock on his head!
GAWD I hated that book!
I take hold of my nearest rock and toss it at him. and i break his snout the dog grabs him and holds him until i lob off this head and the dog drags it back to camp as i drag dinner back we shall eat like kings tonight and use the entrails for bait for fishing
I retreat and start tracking the boar. The following morning, I find that he's been in my camp and spelled out "MY ISLAND" in stones. I strike up negotiations with him, and find out his name is Arnold Ziffel, of the St. Croix Ziffels. He's intelligent, an adept fisherman, and a fair cricket player. We become friends and fish together, though he gets touchy when I jokingly call him "Bacon Sandwich".
Quote from: Welsh Wench on May 20, 2009, 09:37:45 AM
Quote from: MaelStrom on May 20, 2009, 08:05:07 AM
Here Piggy, Piggy, Piggy.....
I steal his glasses, which makes him cry, complain loudly that it's my turn with the Conch and eventually drop a big honkin' rock on his head!
GAWD I hated that book!
That's cuz
you were never a
boy! :P
In all fairness, when I re-read it as an adult I wanted nothing more that to boot most of those brats right in their arses!!
After taking the cheif to his native island, and holding him captive tell I get the supplies I need, I make good on my word and go back to the island I was shipwrecked on to get the rest of the cheif's buddies that we left behind. Unfortunately 2 of his buddies are missing. Dragged off by some wild boar.
The cheif and his the rest of his buddies go off to hunt the boar. Later towards dusk, they return with the dead boar and we have a pig roast.