As suggest by @BatMike-ThePunisher I put the Teen Titans on the Oregon Trail to see how they did.
We start in April. For my six members I picked the first six members shown if you google “Teen Titans” which happenned to be the six from the show. I decided journalist was a good career since it gives us no wagon skills and little money, but lots of bonus points, and by being a trail guide I get lots of extra money anyway (and if I am not trail guide I always get assigned to an idiot who loves deserts too much). I forgot to get any skills, but that means if we get there we get a whole lot of points, and we can overcome a complete lack of skills.
Since Dick is normally the leader I play as him.
Since Beast Boy is on the team we do the vegetarian route of not hunting and lots of gathering. That also means we do not need to worry about stray bullets.
I know this goes against the roleplaying, but I start on meager rations.
Dick gets elected trail guide to a group of 149 people, and we are off to Oregon and picking edible plants everywhere traveling at ten hours a day with our ten oxen (in hindsight I should have bought chickens with how great the early game was).
The first 800 miles are insanely good. Starfire despite having no experience is ridiculously good at guiding wagons over dangerous rivers. The most interesting thing is Beast Boy keeps demanding we stop, as the animals are too exhausted. Since the food supply is still good we let them rest for a few days (but not the months he wanted).
Then in a period of 4 days (two traveling days) 2 oxen hurt their legs in a hole. Nothing 3 days rest each does not fix. As much as Beast Boy pampers them our 10 oxen are very hardy. Now who is digging those holes?
We meet some strangers who wanted help, all of our oxen. We said no and left.
Raven gets a cold and guides us into a thunderstorm. Considering the first real bad thing only happens 818 miles in this is really good. Some strategic rest stops slowly gets her back to health. Sure it gives us some scares, but she recovers before we get to the Rocky Mountains where again Starfire gets us through every obstacle no problem.
After that we have a major choice, shortcut through the desert of longer route (always take the longer route or you die of thirst).
On June 28th Raven got sick again so rations are increased to filling for the rest of the trip. Apparently Trigon’s genes include a sucky immune system. Fortunately lots of springs up ahead make great resting places, and we still have plenty of food and money. Then again it becomes very hot after a very cold Spring and Raven hurts her elbow.
On August 11th in Idaho something bad happens to somebody besides Raven, as Starfire catches a cold. Nothing like catching a cold in the middle of August. Also how do we have no water when next to a river? Surely this is not a sign of bad things to come.
After she recovers and gets us over the Snake River everything looks great. All 6 people are still alive and in perfect health. We are on the last stage of the journey. We have plenty of money to pay somebody to raft us over The Dalles to safely end the journey with a huge point total. Our morale is amazing like it has been this whole time. Then all the problems hit us.
We run out of meat entirely, but we have enough dried fruit and beans to last the whole time. Then the wagon keeps breaking it, and for a guy made of machines it turns out Cyborg cannot fix a wagon to save his life. Thankfully I bought lots of spare parts.
We continue on and all the water dries up (I do not know if surviving on just dried food affects thirst meters in the game).
Then on September 4th in the state of Oregon and within sight of a giant river we would raft across Raven dies of Thirst. We give her a proper burial. Then that same day I die of thirst. Well that is disappointing. As the leader the game is over and apparently Starfire, Terra, Beast Boy, and Cyborg panic and die (nothing bad happenned all game to the last 3).
That was very uneven. Last time something like that happenned to me was in the base game when Jason Todd burned down the wagon at the very end. This is the only time I played where buying canteens would have been useful.
Here is the full travel log.
Summary
March 31, 1848
Here begins the journal of Dick, formerly a journalist. Tomorrow we leave Independence behind to begin our journey west to Oregon City. We must still purchase the supplies that our large farmwagon will hold to sustain us during our long trek.
April 1, 1848
Took advantage of the package deal offered to me. What a relief not to have to shop for all that individually!
Purchased 1 spare wagon axle, 1 spare wagon tongue, 1 spare wagon wheel, 1 wagon cover.
Purchased 10 oxen.
Purchased 1 fishing pole.
We will push on for ten hours/day from now on.
We will have to eat less each day.
Sore feet today, but I’ll manage. Saw Blue River.
Caulk the wagon and float it across, that is the way to go.
From our guidebook, estimated we would reach Westport today, and sure enough, there it was!
Mr. Tillman claims it’s the Oregon Territory up ahead, but the guidebook says it’s New Santa Fe.
Dick- Leader, doctor,
Terra- Hills
Beast Boy- Plants, animals
Raven- Map
Cyborg- Engineer, cook,
Starfire- Rivers,
April 3, 1848
I have been hired as trail guide for the wagon train.
The fog was awful this morning. We decided to continue as usual.
Arrived at Lone Elm today.
April 4, 1848
Went gathering. We found edible Prairie Poppymallow roots, edible Ground Cherry berries, edible Sumac berries and edible Chickory leaves and roots.
Made it to Blue Mound.
April 5, 1848
It was extremely foggy early today. We figured it was best to continue as usual.
Went gathering. We found edible Currants, edible Sow Thistle leaves and edible Prairie Poppymallow roots.
April 6, 1848
Went gathering. We found edible Yellow Pond Lily tubers, edible Elderberries and edible Dandelion leaves and roots.
The wagon train reached Kansas River this day.
Caulk the wagon and float it across, that is the way to go.
Beast Boy keeps making us pick up all the plants.
April 7, 1848
Today we have traveled 100 miles.
After much travail, we came to Saint Mary’s Mission.
April 8, 1848
Sore feet today, but I’ll manage. Saw Red Vermillion River.
Decided to ford the river.
Reached Scott Spring.
Went gathering. We found edible Elderberries and edible Currants.
April 10, 1848
Rested for a time near Alcove Spring.
The wagon train reached Big Blue River this day.
April 11, 1848
A delay prevented us from crossing at Big Blue River. We’re going to wait our turn to cross.
Caulk the wagon and float it across, that is the way to go.
Today we drove our wagons and teams past St. Joseph Road Junction.
April 12, 1848
The animals are so exhausted they can’t continue. We plan to stop and rest awhile.
Beast Boy keeps whining the animals are tired and need to rest for a few weeks. We convince him one day is good.
April 14, 1848
Terrible fog during the early part of the day. We chose to continue as usual.
April 15, 1848
The fog was awful this morning. We decided to continue as usual.
April 16, 1848
Reached another prominent landmark today: The Narrows.
Where is all this fog coming from? Are we under attack?
April 17, 1848
Went gathering. We found edible Plantain leaves and edible Wild Onion bulbs.
April 18, 1848
Commenced early today; saw “The Coast of Nebraska”.
April 19, 1848
Camped today near Fort Kearny.
April 20, 1848
Got as far as Plum Creek today.
April 21, 1848
Spotted a group of strangers. We decided to approach them.
They moved on.
April 25, 1848
One of our oxen stepped in a hole, and I’ve decided to rest here awhile.
April 28, 1848
One of our oxen stepped in a hole, and we are going to rest here awhile.
April 29, 1848
Mr. and Mrs. Billings came by for a visit today near O’Fallon’s Bluffs; had a very nice chat.
What type of holes keep injuring our oxen? These warthogs are clobbering us all.
April 30, 1848
May 1, 1848
The other wagons are churning up thick dust. We’re going to continue as usual.
May 2, 1848
The eternal dust of the wagons ahead of us is most troublesome. We will continue as usual.
Today came to South Platte River.
Decided to ford the river.
Went gathering. We found edible Ground Cherry berries, edible Yucca flowers and pods and edible Sunflower seeds.
May 3, 1848
Today we have traveled 500 miles.
The other wagons are churning up thick dust. We’re going to continue as usual.
It was extremely foggy early today. We figured it was best to continue as usual.
Passed Ash Hollow.
May 4, 1848
The eternal dust of the wagons ahead of us is most troublesome. We will continue as usual.
May 5, 1848
The eternal dust of the wagons ahead of us is most troublesome. We will continue as usual.
It was extremely foggy early today. We figured it was best to continue as usual.
May 6, 1848
We hope for some rain to settle the dust. For the time being, we’ll continue as usual.
Stopped near Courthouse and Jail Rocks for a while.
May 7, 1848
We’re nearly choking on the dust of the trail. We’ve decided to continue as usual.
Came to Chimney Rock.
May 8, 1848
The eternal dust of the wagons ahead of us is most troublesome. We will continue as usual.
Came to Scotts Bluff.
May 9, 1848
The dust from other wagons has gotten bad. We decided to continue as usual.
Spotted a group of strangers. We decided to approach them.
We talked to them.
Saw Robidoux Pass Trading Post today.
Purchased 30 pounds of bacon, 2 5-lb. tins of biscuits, 1 20-lb. sack of potatoes.
The strangers wanted all of our oxen. No.
May 10, 1848
We hope for some rain to settle the dust. For the time being, we’ll continue as usual.
May 11, 1848
The eternal dust of the wagons ahead of us is most troublesome. We will continue as usual.
May 12, 1848
The eternal dust of the wagons ahead of us is most troublesome. We will continue as usual.
This morning it was very foggy. We decided to continue as usual.
Today we passed Laramie River.
Fording the river looks to be our best option.
Reached Fort John. Strangely beautiful country.
From our guidebook, estimated we would reach Register Cliff today, and sure enough, there it was!
May 13, 1848
The other wagons are churning up thick dust. We’re going to continue as usual.
May 14, 1848
The other wagons are churning up thick dust. We’re going to continue as usual.
May 15, 1848
The dust from other wagons has gotten bad. We decided to continue as usual.
May 16, 1848
We hope for some rain to settle the dust. For the time being, we’ll continue as usual.
The fog was awful this morning. We decided to continue as usual.
Low is 35 in the middle of May.
May 17, 1848
The other wagons are churning up thick dust. We’re going to continue as usual.
The fog is as thick as pea soup. I reckon we’ll continue as usual.
Nooned late today not far from Ayers Natural Bridge.
May 18, 1848
We hope for some rain to settle the dust. For the time being, we’ll continue as usual.
May 19, 1848
The eternal dust of the wagons ahead of us is most troublesome. We will continue as usual.
We rested a while not far from North Platte River.
Caulk the wagon and float it across, that is the way to go.
Much grumbling today about Nick Tillman near Mormon Ferry Trading Post.
May 20, 1848
We’re nearly choking on the dust of the trail. We’ve decided to continue as usual.
Today we saw Emigrant Gap. How sublime it appears by moonlight.
May 23, 1848
Nooned at Willow Springs.
May 25, 1848
[name] came down with a bad cold, and I decided to increase fluid intake.
We were inconvenienced by a serious thunderstorm. We chose to continue as usual.
May 26, 1848
Had a lengthy chat with Mr. Lumare today near Independence Rock.
Today we drove our wagons and teams past Devil’s Gate.
Raven has cold and guides us into a thunderstorm. Very good considering first bad thing was 818 miles in.
May 27, 1848
Got as far as Split Rock today.
May 28, 1848
Sore feet today, but I’ll manage. Saw Three Crossings.
May 30, 1848
Stopped at noon near First Sweetwater River Crossing and rested from our morning’s labors.
Fording the river looks to be our best option.
In good spirits today; got as far as Second Sweetwater River Crossing.
Decided to ford the river.
May 31, 1848
Found ourselves at Third Sweetwater River Crossing this day. Got a nasty splinter in my thumb, but extracted it without too much difficulty.
Decided to ford the river.
June 1, 1848
Arrived at Ice Spring Slough, despite some “help” from Nicholas J. Tillman.
June 4, 1848
Raven came down with a bad cold, and I decided to rest here awhile.
June 7, 1848
Had a pleasant talk with Miss Whitney today in the vicinity of Final Sweetwater River Crossing.
Decided to ford the river.
We saw a small party of coyotes today, just a mile or so west of South Pass.
Rested the animals near Pacific Springs.
June 11, 1848
We came across an abandoned wagon and decided to search it for something useful.
We found: 1 kitchen cupboard; 1 16-oz. bottle of isopropyl alcohol; 1 shovel.
Nooned at Dry Sandy.
Enjoyed a cup of coffee with Mr. Lumare today at noon near “Parting of the Ways”.
June 12, 1848
Fort Bridger route over Sublette Cutoff. I am not going through a desert.
June 14, 1848
Encamped a while near Green River.
Caulk the wagon and float it across, that is the way to go.
June 16, 1848
Today we have traveled 1,000 miles!
Had a bit of a run-in with another wagon party today near Church Butte, but we patched up our differences before nightfall.
June 17, 1848
Saw eagles today near Name Rock. What majestic creatures!
June 18, 1848
After some concern that we were lost, we saw Fort Bridger in the distance.
June 21, 1848
Purchased 2 5-lb. tins of biscuits, 2 5-lb. tins of crackers, 1 16-oz. jar of honey, 1 25-lb. keg of pickles, 1 20-lb. sack of rice.
June 24, 1848
We were inconvenienced by a serious thunderstorm. We chose to wait for conditions to improve.
June 26, 1848
The animals are so exhausted they can’t continue. We plan to stop and rest awhile.
June 28, 1848
Raven has a bad cold. We’re going to increase fluid intake.
We will eat better from now on.
July 2, 1848
A severe thunderstorm made travel difficult today. We figured we would continue as usual.
Today our labors were rewarded with the sight of Grave Spring.
July 5, 1848
From our guidebook, estimated we would reach West End of the Sublette Cutoff today, and sure enough, there it was!
July 6, 1848
The trail continues to provide wonders and surprises! Today we made it to Thomas Fork.
July 8, 1848
Caulk the wagon and float it across, that is the way to go.
We rested a while not far from Smith’s Trading Post.
July 10, 1848
We have been traveling for 100 days, today.
Got a late start; passed Soda Springs.
July 11, 1848
Enjoyed a cup of coffee with Mr. Lumare today at noon near Sheep Rock.
July 15, 1848
The animals are so exhausted they can’t continue. We plan to stop and rest awhile.
July 18, 1848
Today I saw Fort Hall.
July 19, 1848
Confounded mosquitoes! There’s no end to them! We’ll continue.
July 20, 1848
A sudden duststorm came up today. It seemed best to wait for conditions to improve.
July 21, 1848
Saw some Indians in the distance not far from American Falls. No incident, but some concern.
July 22, 1848
Played cards with Mr. Tillman today while nooning near Raft River. I suspect he cheats.
Decided to caulk the wagon and float it across.
After some concern that we were lost, we saw California Trail Junction in the distance.
July 26, 1848
Had a pleasant talk with Miss Whitney today in the vicinity of Caldron Linn.
July 27, 1848
It’s mighty hot today. We’re going to continue as usual.
July 28, 1848
It’s mighty hot today. We’re going to continue as usual.
Mr. and Mrs. Billings came by for a visit today near Rock Creek; had a very nice chat.
Fording the river looks to be our best option.
July 29, 1848
Raven has a sprain. I decided it is best to immobilize affected joint.
We came upon some fallen rocks on the trail and decided to continue over the obstruction.
We hope for some rain to settle the dust. For the time being, we’ll wait for conditions to improve.
July 31, 1848
Came to Kanaka Rapids. Had a talk with some of the other folks in the wagon train.
August 1, 1848
Rested for a time near Thousand Springs.
August 2, 1848
Found a clean, well-formed ox skull a short ways from Upper Salmon Falls; tempted to take it with me, but decided against it.
August 4, 1848
Stopped at noon near Three Islands and rested from our morning’s labors.
August 6, 1848
It was extremely foggy early today. We figured it was best to continue as usual.
August 7, 1848
Encamped a while near Bruneau Sand Dunes.
August 8, 1848
The wagon train reached Bruneau River this day.
Decided to caulk the wagon and float it across.
Our train lost 5 wagons and 10 people crossing the river today.
August 9, 1848
The wagon got stuck in the mud. Had to double-team the animals.
August 11, 1848
[name] [have/has] a bad cold. We’re going to rest here awhile.
August 12, 1848
Got a late start; passed Castle Butte.
Starfire caught a cold in the middle of August. How do we have no water when next to a river?
August 14, 1848
Arrived at Givens Hot Springs.
August 16, 1848
The mosquitoes are driving us crazy, keeping us awake at night. We must continue.
August 19, 1848
After much travail, we came to East Cow Hollow.
Approached Final Snake River Crossing today. Some people in our wagon train are very tired of the journey.
Made it to East Cow Hollow.
In good spirits today; got as far as Lytle Pass.
August 20, 1848
Arrived at Malheur River.
Fording the river looks to be our best option.
August 21, 1848
Another step on the trail; today we reached Farewell Bend.
August 23, 1848
Sore feet today, but I’ll manage. Saw Burnt River Canyon.
August 25, 1848
Mr. Lumare figured we would reach Flagstaff Hill today, and he was right.
August 27, 1848
Today I saw Grande Ronde River.
Decided to ford the river.
Finally a problem. Thanks to roleplaying Beast Boy’s diet we have no meat and only have dried fruit, and beans left, but we are near the end.
August 28, 1848
Broke a wagon wheel today. We will try to repair it.
We were unable to make the repair.
We were able to replace it from supplies.
August 29, 1848
Guy made of machines cannot fix a wagon wheel. We still have a spare.
August 30, 1848
Saw Emigrant Springs, sight is most reassuring.
August 31, 1848
Encamped a while near Deadman Pass.
September 1, 1848
In good spirits today; got as far as Doe Canyon.
September 2, 1848
The ox yoke broke, and I decided to try to repair it.
We were unable to make the repair.
We were able to replace it from supplies.
September 3, 1848
We ran short of water and I am suffering from thirst. We will rest here awhile.
Apparently Cyborg cannot fix anything.
September 4, 1848
A very sad day, Raven has died of thirst. We will provide a proper burial.
Felt somewhat weary today. Passed Umatilla Valley.
Dick died.
