Intermission

How are you enjoying the story? Its pretty great, I think at least? Anyway, has anyone ever built furniture before? I'm not planning on doing it but I just thought I would ask.
I would probably build like a table, that seems pretty easy to start with. Maybe a small coffee table. The only problem would be varnishing it, I don't really have a space for such activities. You know what, I talked myself out of it.

Hatchet Bowl Part 2

To make the game more interesting, each participant contributed two dollars to a general pool and the spectators would contribute one dollar, up to $500 according to Skeeter's memoirs. This collective "pot" was to be watched by the master of games, Skeeter of course.
The following day was used to set up the playing field and establish the teams. The grounds was marked off by wooden post driven into the earth 20 yards apart. The area of the field was so wide that people refused to try and clear the brush and cactus, which would ultimately be the downfall of the players.
The players totems of each team was set up 3 on one side and 3 on another and started the game the following dawn.
The date is not given for the start of the game but it is assumed that it was possibly late fall. Skeeter stated that it was a fairly warm day in his book, according to accounts from townspeople. Players gathered around dawn for the opening ceremony by the town prostitutes and the mayor, Sandy Williamson, the owner of the local tavern and other businesses.
The ceremony end around noon and the game started, each team then proceed to their teams totems on foot, as that was one of the rules, no horses or carts once the game started. Spectators were not allowed to go into the game area but could travel by horse or cart around the perimeter.  The officials judging the games would follow each team to their collective totems in order to judge the game but were not allowed to use horses, as they could give away each teams position.
The first day came and passed, with no one reporting any officials returning to signal the end of the game. As night set all the spectators would return to their respective homes for dinner and sleep. But no one from the game would return to town that night.
The following morning people would awake to a shocking sight of a hard steady snowfall that had apparently began late in the night.
The townspeople traveled in mass to the game site, but due to the snow flurries, could not find the boundaries and spent the entire day looking for them before heading back to the local tavern to take shelter from the cold and freezing winds. Upon returning, they noticed that Skeeter McCullough was not present in town and had not been seen all day. Many assumed that he had joined the teams on the field and no one would see him until his trial.
The snow would last for 4 days with no sign of the participants and officials, especially Skeeter. After the snow stopped on the fifth day and the sun broke through the clouds and people would form search parties for the teams involved, mostly to see who had won.
It took two days to locate all the players and judges but each site was described as the same, a cannibalistic slaughter.
Apparently due to the fact that none of the teams brought supplies for the day, as it was assumed that the game would be finished in a few hours, they had at some point turned on each other for food and shelter, according to reports of a frozen corpse sheltered inside of another corpse.
The search never found Skeeter McCullough, and upon returning to town, they found his cabin abandoned and the money for the winners of the game gone.
Skeeter would be arrested in the Oklahoma Territory trying to sell stole belongs of the town folks of  Cheater's Berg. He would be sent back to Arizona and tried, convicted and sentenced to death.

Hatchet Bowl Part 1

In the provinces of Canada, Skeeter McCullough's parents, whom were both Irish Immigrants and go unnamed in his book "On Occurrences in the Territories and Near My Cabin"  gave birth to Skeeter in 1819 in Trapper's Outpost, a remote trading outpost in the greater Canadian wilds. His mother was a professional fur trapper and his father was an alcoholic prostitute at the local far trading post. Skeeter was never formally educated but claimed to have been educated but claimed in his book to have learned many "skills" from his upbringing at a trading post.

The Story of Skeeter McCullough

In the 1850's, the exact date is not recorded, a man named Skeeter McCullough created a game that would span a whole square mile across the territories. As the only chronicler, and survivor of the game, Skeeter would go on to record the game in his book "On Occurrences in the Territories and Near My Cabin" before his execution at the hands of territorial authorities in Arizona.
His book would be burned by locals as containing evil spells and witchcraft. A sole copy managed to be smuggled from the fire and from that comes the story of a game that was created and disbanded in the same week.
The game "Hatchet Bowl".

Introduction

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