a multiplayer game of parenting and civilization building
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I buried Eve Hammer!
I don’t know how possible this would be but what about a full transition to voice chat? It would be proximity based so you could faintly hear other conversations from off screen. And what if we used a pitch modifier for babies and kids changing from an impossible to understand high pitch to normal pitch by the time you reach 14 or so years old. With voice chat you’d be able to make real lasting relationships, I just hope it would remain role-play oriented and not have people having conversations about where they are from in the real world. Bottom line, you’d be able to work and talk, work and listen, rather than missing things people say because you are caught up in your work.
It was written. The prophecy stated that the Rainbow family would return. Return where you might ask? To the largest town I have ever seen in OHOL complete with a library of records. This all started when I was just a baby. I heard the familiar chime of a bell tower and saw that it was only 2.4k steps away. I was Rock Rainbow born to Moon Rainbow, our village was really nice but I wanted more so I took off in the gear my mother gave me with three pies in my backpack. It took me until I was fully grown but I got there with plenty of life to spare. It was huge! Roads going every which way, people of many different lineages. Then I met Giovanni Tana, he took me to the city library. He spoke of a prophecy involving my family name, Rainbow. He was going through many different notes in baskets and crates. He finally found it and read it aloud, "The Rainbow Family Return." Here I was, 2.4k steps from home, listening to this frantic man tell me that this was not the first time my family had been here. It was amazing! Before this I had never even reached a bell tower. Then it got even better. He pulls out another note, a crowd of people had gathered around us by now. "Ines Rainbow brought the Rainbow family." I now had a name to search after I died. I spent the rest of this life exploring this amazing city that my family discovered generations ago. I wonder who started it there being so many familys who have come across it. Anyway, Ines Rainbow's last words were "Look grandma eve, I made it to the city." That's right, she was only the 3rd generation of Rainbows existing seven whole hours before me. I was generation 19. Ines' side of the family lasted in the city with the library until generation 12. That brave woman, born into a very early stage civ wanted bigger and better things for her family. She took the same journey I did for a much better reason. Her descendants knew their family would come to the big city again and again, who knows how many times this actually happened. The prophecy, a new note from me, and, my first cousin 16x removed, Ines' original message sit together in a basket in the library. Hopefully until the end of time. Oh wait, how long do baskets last again?
I just had one of the best OHOL lives! I was born in this village where they were naming everyone Mary and saying the name of the village was Maryland. I realized they were almost out of food so I decided to leave and try and find a new village thinking there’s no way I actually would. I did find a village and they were all related to me and the village where I came from. We all shared the same last name of Cacy. I spent my whole life trying to build a road back to the other village not making much progress. Then I told as many people as I could in both of the villages that there was another one out there. That our extended family separated generations back. Are any of you out there on the forums? I’d love to know if there is eventually a road between the two villages!
I think to get the most out of OHOL we need to all strive for that perfect work life balance. I’ve tried in the past but I always get carried away with work or just end up doing nothing while saying dumb stuff to my fellow villagers. There has to be a good inbetween where you can develop relationships and get the most out of the social aspect of the game while still doing what it takes to keep the town running smoothly. Have any of you found this balance?
I was Victor Mara son of Rose Mara. Early on in life I wanted to be remembered. I was part of a big family village, everyone was a Mara. I decided I would journey out on a quest for gold when I got older. I tried helping out with the farming when I was young but didn’t do a whole lot to help, it was very disorganized. When I was a teenager I started doing things toward my journey, telling all the people I could about my upcoming quest for gold even though I knew I would most likely fail. I started making a pickaxe, made sure my home maker was marked. I noticed that almost everyone but I had a backpack but I really didn’t want to waste the time to make one myself. I saw my mom for the first time in a while, now old and withered, starting to die. I explained what I was doing and asked her for her backpack and she gave it to me. I got a few pies, headed out with my pickaxe, and said farewell to my mother knowing she would be long gone by the time I returned. I was a young man with plenty of time to search, on the way outside of town I ran into my sister with a cart full of pies. She offered some to me and I filled my backpack to the brim as I only had two pies from the village. I told her I was going for gold and to have a good life without me. It was the kindness of my family, the Maras, that got me going. Then the quest truly started.
As soon as I got going I realized I didn’t have a bowl for the gold flakes I would be mining. As soon as I realized this I ran into an abandoned settlement and grabbed a bowl there and ditched one of my pies. I travelled far east of where I came from until I came upon my first patch of snow. It was small with no gold veins of course so I kept walking, eating pie as I went. Then I came across a large snow biome. I searched far and wide for a vein dodging wolves and bears as I looked. It took quite a while but when I was on my last pie I saw it. A small gold vein, I couldn’t believe it.
I just knew I wouldn’t make it home alive, I had enough pie but I thought for sure I’d be eaten by a bear or a wolf. Carrying my bowl of gold flakes with just one bite of pie left in my bag I made it home! I announced to the whole village several times that I had found gold. It was then that I realized there should be a king or a queen to lead us. The excitement of my village, my family, my people was amazing. I wanted to do something with that moment, beyond what I set out to do. A lasting crown, a lasting lineage. I made a crown and looked for the king or queen to delegate tasks to the people of the village. I found a hard worker that was too old and he declined the crown. I found a young player and he said he didn’t know the game well enough yet and he turned down the crown. Then I found a young builder and kinged the first King of Mara. I don’t remember his name. I was eaten by a bear seconds later at the age of fifty-six. I hope the King survived.
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