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EllynEve wrote:

Asia! You fiend! And so manipulative, I have to tip my imaginary hat.

This is Tyler. I was leading the better part of my life doing good things around the community! I helped compost, plant carrots, manage sheep, and this earned my two knives (I gave one to a young shepherd I'd been spying for a while)...

Then this weird blonde lady with weapons kept checking in on me and not saying anything. I was really creeped out by it. I could feel her undressing me with her eyes.
I felt like she wanted to eat me.

My suspicions were confirmed when her bow was loaded and she was bee-lining me...I felt a guardian angel or spirit beckon me to move a bit to see if she was for sure following me...and she was D:

I kept trying to have her explain herself through my frantic protests, and I even got some people to pay note to her stalking me.

She looked like she wanted to eat me

I still had sheeps to manage, it was getting tiresome.

It grew a bit quieter just moments after I shook her off for like the fourth time, so I went back to the sheep pen to summon what normalcy I could. I hate fighting. I'm terrible at duels with established griefers.

I went down to the pen and saw like two corpses and a bloody girl child. I scooped her up and she spoke of her traumas through garbled baby talk.

I learned my stalker was dead but at the cost of this girls mother. Maybe I should have dueled. This poor lass was without a mom. I resolved to protect her forever out of my guilt of being a wimp.

That's when I learned she was on a death quest for some ginger. She wanted me to kill her but I didn't even see what happened. I was fine with her killing them, I'd support her though.

We hunted around a bit.

To be honest, Aname (Asia), I thought it was you at first but you weren't like a typical griefer. You seemed invested into the town and conflict resolution. You had thought. Intelligence. Investment. That threw me off and that's why I didn't want to make it into the Salem Witch Trial it inevitably turned into.

I don't think you're a griefer, even after your confession. I think your life was born into one which you may have developed a split personality disorder. It happens to the best of souls. I forgive you. That's why you confessed, I like to think.

Poor little Mailey was born into vengeful bloodlust just like you were born into delusion. She felt terrible about the framed murder, and now she knows it wasn't her fault alone, hopefully, but yours. They probably were frantically updating the webpage to see if the murderer had died.

I like to think that maybe my thoughts in my post life had reached her safety.

I'm happy to see her get her revenge. She died peacefully and you got to succeed in living a satisfying life, satisfying enough to post about.

Thanks for letting me be part of it!

To be honest i thought you where going to stab me one time or another. you where saying a ginger with a epron oN. I stood there with my knife in my epron like o im prob gonna be stabbed now. And even when we killed the other ginger you guys didnt even stab me.

I was very suspiscous about You stabbing me so i always had distance between you and me.

Randomname wrote:

Why child, why? 

Us Lucys were already a dying breed and the surname was almost gone by time I died.  It's terrible you were giving us Lucys a bad name, the townsfolk had kindly taken us in when my great-grandmother Eve spawned there.  That is how you repay kindness?  Killing your own and our rescuers?

I was the Potter lady My Lucy, who everyone just called Lucy.  I forged a little but mostly brought clay to make plates for pies and bowls for the farms.  I had two kids that I noticed and one that got raised by my sister (never seen her sorry Asia Lucy the first).

The blonde lady with the bow was killing runner babies.  I do not really approve of infanticide but I do understand it and it happens so often now that people just don't care.  She also had in her mind I think to be a protector as she would often follow me out to the badlands where my clay piles were to see what I was up to.  It scared me a little being all alone with a bow pointed my way but she never did kill me.

On a hugely selfish note I'm glad you didn't frame me (also a ginger lady with an apron), maybe we weren't alive quite at the same time as I was your Granny's older Sister.  I'm also glad my Marcus and Lucinda lived to old age.  I forgot the name of my adopted son who was my Great Nephew, not even sure if he was a Lucy or an Egge but I hope he had a good life as well.

Shame on you Asia Lucy, I see donkeys in your future if you do not mend your ways.

Hmmm i got alot of complaints about the blonde bow lady that she was killing. and she was screaming about demon voices so i had to kill her. Too bad that the Voices got in my head.

Joriom wrote:

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What a dumb looking man. Seriously what's up with that bright blue hair dye, ew.

Usually I just make a ton of compost. I feed sheep and grow wheat and carrots when needed. Normally I can make some wool clothing on the side too.
It keeps towns from dying off, lots of soil for the farmers and bakers can make pies out of the byproduct.

Sometimes I try to talk to my siblings or mother. If we make it to old age, I ask them how their life was.