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Grats on the good eve run! Looks like it was cut short to rattlesnakes- both the surviving Gen 23 girls died to them. Surprised nobody had a knife by that point to kill the rattlesnakes? But hey, at least it didn't die to griefers.
Cheers and best of luck on another good run
I helped build part of the road I believe you're talking about, and it definitely wasn't like that during my two lifetimes in that city.
Here's a spliced-together screenshot of it, or at least one instance of this occurring. I count at least 35 ponds that weren't anywhere near the place when it was built. Pretty sure there's more off-screen.
I made the mistake of feeding a suspicious child too many times. She'd jump out of my arms less than a second after entering them, and temp run in circles.
Me and a son agreed to leave her to starve, but it was too late and she survived on a desert patch. Turns out she was cursed, ran away laughing with our early eve supplies.
Not that it matters, she was the only fertile female by that time anyways. I only had three kids, and the first two had been male. Both good boys - one made a bow and went hunting bears and wolves to prevent future issues with them while the other helped me get the farm going.
Seconding pork. Utterly useless item atm, the only dish it makes requires so much time and resources that they're not worth it in the slightest. There's no way to remove them from bowls aside from going through the unnecessarily long process of making tacos, which makes them a severely easy griefing tool if you happen to live in a town where some idiot domesticated pigs.
That happens a lot. I've often see stabbed griefers try and spin everything back to the person who justly killed them, staggering around the town screaming "CURSE <user> THEY STABBED ME!" and often times succeeding in turning the town on the person who was protecting them.
A lot of people just see a murder and instantly think that the killer is the bad one, and don't wait to hear it out. Same goes for general cursing. Someone runs around saying "so-and-so did this, curse them!!!" and people just comply without question.
This is why I usually take a minute to explain to any nearby townsfolk that there's a griefer around, what they're doing that's considered griefing, and to keep an eye out for them. That way people are more likely to let you live if you do end up killing the griefer, rather than mistaking you as one.
Always take the time to learn about the situation before jumping to conclusions. Ask what x person did exactly, and use your own judgment rather than mob mentality. Save your tokens for cases in which its clear the person is a griefer, whether you saw them enact the crimes themself or there's enough evidence and people pointing towards that person.
Had a similar experience to xochristinee when I first started.
Someone taught me how to make rabbit pies early on. How to put it in a bowl and mash it up, and how to make the pie crusts, and cook them. Ofc I started doing this frequently because I noticed they were much better food than the berries and other raw foods.
Did this for about a week, maybe two, with no issues. People even thanked me for making and handing out pies.
I go to do this on another life, and get instantly attacked by another pie maker, who screeches "STOP IMPEDING MY WORK" and "STOP WASTING WHEAT ON RABBIT PIES MUTTON ARE BETTER!" Let me note that he also insisted that it was "easier" to cook the pies if they were all cluttering the ground in single tiles rather than in baskets..
I didn't even know mutton pies existed. Not sure if it was a new update or I just hadn't learned about sheep yet. Regardless, I was a bit confused and naturally a bit defensive. The guy's hyperaggressive attitude didn't help.
Eventually someone cut in, proclaiming he was the head chef, and explained to me- in much calmer words- that I should be making mutton pies. If mutton wasn't available, then rabbit-carrot were also good. We didn't have many carrots, but he showed me where I could get mutton, so I went back to work, now making mutton instead of rabbit.
Fast-forward about 25 minutes, the screeching guy from earlier returns with a knife and stabs me through the gut. I didn't even recognize him until he started bitching about how I impeded his work and needed to pay for it.
Surprised nobody's mentioned a few of these:
- Letting the last fire go out/putting a flat rock over the last fire, especially in big civilizations that don't have any nearby fire trees thanks to repeat grief attacks.
- Putting firewood onto a fire when there's already one going, or kindling/a flat rock on the coals someone were just about to use.
- A civilization letting the compost stop running, then panicking when they realize their berry field is dead. Also, the mass amount of noobs who die from this event instead of foraging for food or trying to find natural soil pits.
- People who jump to conclusions when they see a murder or someone asking to curse so-and-so. Figure out the whole story before you grab your knife or throw out a curse lmao. A lot of the time it's not what it seems.
- Naming and raising kids that were purposefully abandoned by their mother, whether for being sketchy [constantly jumping out of arms, not saying anything when asked, etc.] or being noobs that don't listen when you say to stay put, or because of a population boom. Bonus points if the kid comes back for "vengeance."
- People who eat the corn meant for cows/stew, or carrots meant for compost. There's a reason I go out of my way to hide some of these things, or grow them on the outskirts of town.
- People who plant and water 10 rows of carrots, especially those who don't come back to pick them. You don't need that fucking many. Three, maybe four rows at most. Four rows gives you 20 carrots. That's plenty for feeding sheep, composting, and maybe making a few pies.
- Tilling piles of 3 soil. It's just wasteful. Splitting it into piles of two extends the soil usage, and saves on iron. Tilling piles of one is also fine, but only if you've got plenty of iron for extra hoes.
- Wasting kindling on a large-fast fire. It's useless. That kindling could've been a brand new fire but instead it was wasted making a regular fire last what, ten seconds longer?
- People who hold grudges over the tiniest fucking thing. Okay I get it, I didn't know mutton pies had been released and that they were better than rabbit. You didn't have to snarl at me for "impeding on your work" and then track down a knife to stab me 30 minutes after the incident. I'd already switched over and moved on. Why couldn't you?
I was Lily's grandmother, Maggie West
I'd found a crown, not long after being born, and worked it into a Leaf Crown. I didn't make any big fuss about it when I settled it onto my head. No obnoxious "I AM QUEEN" screeching, or anything like that. I simply adorned it and went to work. Forging, farming, helping make pies- an assortment of jobs. Queen or not, there was work to be done. I helped assign tasks when asked, searched the outskirts for any hidden/abandoned items, and whatever other jobs needed working on.
Maybel was my only surviving daughter. I wasn't.. the best mother, tbh. I'd get distracted in my work, and forget to feed my children. I never even named Maybel- an older member of our family found her and raised her to adulthood. I'm glad they did. I also raised two sons, Carrot [Carroll] and Berry, glad to see they made it to old age.
Maybel did mildly annoy me when she got older, however. She never named her children. Not one child of hers was named by her. I told her she should do so, when I found a couple of her nameless children. She ignored me completely. I don't blame her, I could barely be considered her mother and hadn't even named her myself, but she was punishing innocent children over it.
I got to what kids I could find and picked them up to name them myself. That's how Rose, Queen, Posy and Beautiful received their names. When I found Lily and Zinnia, they were already grown. I asked them if they wanted names, and they both agreed. I named them after a couple of my favorite flowers.
Eventually I got old, and needed to pass on my legacy to someone. Maybel would've been the obvious choice, but I wanted someone younger to pass it down, and her earlier ignoring of me and lack of naming her children concerned me. I also considered Beautiful, but she was hardly more than a child and I had yet to see what kind of person she was, and that also made me hesitate. I even considered my sons, Carrot and Berry- they were hard workers. But I wanted a female, someone who could pass it onto her offspring. I hope they understood.
Lily became the obvious choice. She might not've had the family name, but she was always working hard on whatever task was in front of her- mainly cooking, it seemed, as I often found her near the oven. She seemed kind and respectful, and humble. I pulled her aside and passed her my crown and my sheepskin, and urged her to work hard, rule fairly, and serve her people well.
I made my final rounds, saying goodbye to my children and grandchildren. Maybel ignored me more than ever, I hope she wasn't upset about passing down my crown to her daughter instead of herself. She died early too, starving shortly after she became infertile. I'm glad I made the decision. It looks like Lily's last words were passing down the crown to someone else. I hope she chose her successor wisely.
Can you let the calf grow and butcher it for meat? Seems like easy additional food as well as variety.
Currently they do not produce food when killed and cannot be butchered. They're milk cows. Jason mentioned he was likely going to add steer for slaughter in the future.
Awh you added my bread and milk guide <3
it was rly more of an info dump than anything but I appreciate it--
11. When you're given clothes as a baby, find another clothed baby and spam-swap clothes with them until you're older. Failing that, spam remove and put-on your clothing.
Picked this up from a cursed child who I then proceeded to marry after we got our hands. She was then shot with an arrow for being cursed, and I was shot shortly after for fear of "avenging her."
I tend to base my job around what gender I'm born as, rather than purposely seek out a specific gender for a life. I tend to stick around most camps regardless of gender unless they're bad eve camps with no desert/ponds in sight, or a bustling village that's nearly completed the tech ladder.
If I'm born a female, I'll stick closer to camp and focus on jobs near it. Farming and food-making usually, or sheep tending and compost making if its available. And smaller things in between, like making sure the last fire stays lit, raising my children, giving out tasks, teaching something new to any fresher players.
If I'm born a male, I more often tend to take on jobs that bring me out of camp since I don't have to worry about leading a child back. Iron runs, milkweed trips, rabbit hunting, fetching carts of firewood, or even just taking a sharp stone and bringing back baskets. I also tend to check behind trees while I'm out, and bring back things that were abandoned on the outskirts of towns. I've found everything from discarded pie plates to tools hidden behind trees to a corpse with a backpack full of knives, an apron, and a crown.
I also stick around camp as a male if I notice a job needing done, like if nobody's making compost, or all the berry bushes are dying, or we need more tools made.
im sure you know this already but the butter knife glitch and the calf glitch got fixed
Haven't updated yet, what's the calf glitch?
Jk Howling wrote:First child that came to my mind was a daughter during one of my more successful eve runs [15 gens]. She got to work right away setting up the farm in nice 3x3 patches and had berries as well as a few other veggies growing pretty quickly, while I worked on getting steel tools going.
I think by the time I died as an eve they were already planning out the sheep pen, was a very solid start thanks to the kids I'd been given who knew what they were doing, and stuck around. Sadly it died off due to an update- babies stopped being born.
JK howling, do you name your daughters Aphrodite?
If you see a baby say "!" that is probably me, realizing it is you, in excitement I am about to have a good life.
I have often in the past! Greek [and occasionally Roman or Norse] mythology is my most common name theme for my kids, though I've also been using flowers for my girls lately [Rose, Lily, Posy, Iris, Aster, Daisy, Poppy, Zinnia, Holly to name a few].
That's so sweet ;w; I'll definitely keep an eye out for any !'ing kids
First child that came to my mind was a daughter during one of my more successful eve runs [15 gens]. She got to work right away setting up the farm in nice 3x3 patches and had berries as well as a few other veggies growing pretty quickly, while I worked on getting steel tools going.
I think by the time I died as an eve they were already planning out the sheep pen, was a very solid start thanks to the kids I'd been given who knew what they were doing, and stuck around. Sadly it died off due to an update- babies stopped being born.
are you sure on 2 tiles? isnt it givign milk when it has the calf? then it needs to leave the calf to be milked, which means 1 extra tile
If the baby calf has nowhere to go, it simply despawns, allowing you to milk the cow without having to deal with constantly disposing of dead calves. Its the most efficient way atm.
Its a bit similar to a small sheep pen concept I vaguely remember being mentioned awhile back, except I think that one involved 3 tiles of space. Don't really remember.
Today I met two griefers. They were pretty typical, just the usual "haha new record killed all girls!!! xD u mad??" kind of stupid, But I though I'd make an account just to leave a message to them.
Joke's on them, the family still lives on. I was descended from that family but my mother was lost in the wilderness when she gave birth to me. She explained she was left in the wild by her mom, who'd died before they could get back to a larger town. She raised me old enough to grab things, then told me to find the town or to just settle at a good spot if I couldn't.
Found a nice spot on some desert, with a bunch of ponds near and a massive grassland. Set up a farm and had some kids, told them the story, let them decide whether to stay or journey in search of town. A couple stayed and survived.
They're on gen 18 now, I was gen 6. I think there's still some alive as well- they're part of the Bob Army atm haha. I think they had trouble with a killer but seem to have taken care of it. I hope they continue to thrive there.
For all those people exploring the new update, I've done some learning and experimenting over the past few hours with dough for bread, milk, etc. Just a thread for compiling good info on them, whether useful or not very. Feel free to add onto this as we go!
Getting a Cow
The process is incredibly similar to that of getting sheep, except you require two arrows instead of one. You also need a rope to bring home the calf.
You must shoot a bison with a calf twice in order to kill it, then use a rope on the corpse to snag the calf. Simply tote your baby calf to its new home.
You then have to feed the baby bison a bowl of corn. To get it, simply put a dried corn cob in a bowl, and cut it up with a flint chip, then feed to your new pet. It will then grow into a domestic bison, and produce domestic cow calves. Feed the cow calf another bowl of corn kernels, and you now have a domestic cow!
Note: The smaller your pen for the cow, the better. You will only need one domestic cow at any given time, and it will continuously produce milk for you. A 2-tile pen is the best, as you have a tile for the domestic bison, and a tile for the domestic cow.
Milk Info
To get milk, you must use an empty bucket on it after it has had a calf. You can get multiple buckets within the three second period of the calf leaving the mother, so make sure to have many buckets at hand, as its a very short span. You can easily get 3-4 if you're fast enough!
Then remove a bowl of milk immediately from the bucket. If you don't do this, it will separate into skim milk and cream. It only takes 40 seconds to separate, so do this quickly, or you'll end up with the inferior skim milk.
Each bucket of milk contains 10 bowls of milk. Each bowl of milk fills 12 food pips, plus an invisible bonus +2, tallying to 14 food pips total.
This means you get 140 food pips per bucket of milk. This is a VERY good source of easy calories, so long as you have the buckets available! It costs one soil to grow the corn for feeding the bison and sheep, and four milkweed to make an extra bucket.
Bread
Onto bread. Most players are very familiar with wheat dough, which is often used to make pies. Bread is much more of a late-game food source, however, requiring a knife to be fully processed.
To make bread, you simply leave the dough in the bowl for one minute. This causes the dough to rise, becoming "Leavened Dough."
You then put this dough on a plate, and stab it with a knife. This turns it into a raw bread loaf. You cook it similar to pies, by using it on a hot adobe oven. You then use the knife again to cut it up into slices.
Each bread has 8 uses, and each slice fills 6 food pips, totaling to 48 food pips per loaf.
Butter
You may also make butter to go with your bread, which increases its food value a little.
To get butter, you must let a full bucket of whole milk stand for 40 seconds. After this, it will separate into cream and skim milk. Use a bowl on that to extract the cream.
You then use a skewer on the cream, churning it into butter. You then take a knife, dip it on the butter, and apply it to a plate with a single slice of bread on it. Each bowl of butter has two uses.
Buttered bread fills 10 food pips instead of the 6 food pips of plain bread. This is notably better, increasing to 60 food pips per loaf, but slices may only be buttered one at a time and require a separate plate to butter them on.
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Extra Tips
-If you make 3 pie plates using a bowl of dough, and leave the last dough in the bowl, it will still leaven! This is extremely useful, as not only do you get 3 pies from it, you also get a loaf of bread as well.
-On that note, only make pie dough if you have 4 empty plates available and ready. It only takes 60 seconds for that dough to rise. Leaving it will make it unusable to early civilizations, and a nuisance to those in later villages.
-Some easy cow pen designs:
(Note that the darker can be a variety of things, such as a berry bush, an open fence, a home marker, etc.)
Yeah I'm sure you were looking at one of my cow pens I set up. The calf will just despawn as it has no available tile to go to after birthing. Same thing happens with all animals when they give birth. The thing about milk is:
1) You can milk a cow multiple times in the three(?) seconds you have after the calf disappears. I very easily managed four buckets of milk doing this by myself after feeding the cow once.
2) Each bowl of whole milk is fourteen food (you're missing the +2 invisible bonus.) HOWEVER - You need to scoop out a bowl of milk within forty seconds of milking or it will become separated milk. I generally just keep multiple bowls near the milk and scoop out what I need or have a sip or two.
I've never managed to get a village to actually sit down and drink it with me but anytime I've made multiple buckets of milk I could afk the rest of my life just teaching people or trying to inform them on the glory of milk.
I'm pretty sure you were the one who showed me how to get milk and make bread a bit ago, haha. I mainly remember the "I can just afk for the rest of my life" line from the lady who was teaching me, and explaining how good it was. Wish I remembered my name that life. I ended up dying to someone who stabbed me with a butter knife after luring me into the woods [and being rather stupid enough to follow him]
Thanks for taking the time to show me the new update <3
Haha, I was the person who started the town of your second Bob Army, actually.
Hope IV at your service.
My mother told me her story when I was born. She was born to a lady in the middle of nowhere, hailing from a nearby large town. She told me she spent her life searching for the town, to no avail. I was her last child, she gave me her name and her clothes, and told me to find the town. That it was somewhere near. If I couldn't find it, I was to settle somewhere nice. She died laughing at a wild piglet she carried in a basket with her.
I looked around for about ten years, before settling on a nice patch of desert between some ponds and a large grassland. Got things started, told my kids of the town I could never find, and allowed them to wander off in search of it if they wished. Or they could stay and help the new town we were building.
Glad to see the lineage survived a bit. Sorry about the killer in your midst :c
Edit: Early Enter
personally I've found milk alone to be pretty damn great food. You get 120 foods per bucket of milk [10 bowls of milk per bucket, 12 food each bowl]. That seems pretty solid so long as you have a bucket available.. You just have to make sure to take a bowl of milk out immediately so it doesn't separate.
One soil = 4 corn cobs = 4 buckets of milk = 480 calories per soil.
Compared to Stew, which gives 64-96 calories per soil, depending if you had to grow a fresh corn plant or already had some laying around. It also takes up more water, not only to grow the supplies but to prepare the stew itself.
I saw a cow pen setup that seemed pretty good. It only has 2 spaces in it- one for the domestic bison, one for the domestic cow. I suppose a one-space pen with just a domestic cow would work too..
You feed the cow, it has a calf, calf despawns I assume bc no place to run, milk cow. No dead babies to worry about. Though maybe I'm wrong, and the baby cow just never leaves mom? Not sure, only glimpsed the pen moments before I died..
I saw glimpses of that while I diligently worked between the farm and cranking out pies/stew as Bella Tacuri. Honestly glad I didn't get involved.
Oh here's another addition to this guide. Someone touched on the topic earlier but I'm repeating it due to the amount of lives I've lived in with this problem.
Don't plant mass amounts of carrots.
People don't seem to keep in mind that every row yields 5 carrots, and that they're on a timer. Late, and you lose your carrots. Even later, and you lose your seeds as well. No town, no matter how big, needs ten rows of carrots. Especially if you're not going to be around to pick them all- which, from what I've noticed, most people who plant rarely are.
And just think about it. Do you really need fifty carrots just to make a few batches of compost, or make a few inferior pies?
No. You really don't.
Sure, there's carrot munchers to consider, but most of these noobs won't stray far from the main village, and won't be hanging in sheep pens or on the outskirt farms. There's also the yum bonus to factor in, but really, how many carrot-variant pies are you going to make, when you're only going to eat a bite from each?
4 rows of carrots at most is all you'll ever need growing at any given time. That's still 20 carrots, which is more than enough to go about your sheep feeding, composting, and pie making dreams, and still have some leftover to seed.
As someone who has experienced many things intended for a private community, I'd highly suggest making the secret code automatically cycle at least weekly. I know without a doubt this secret code isn't going to stay secret for very long, and it'd take a lot less effort and attention on your part to have it randomize. Also, what prevents a spammer who's gotten in from continuing to post once done so, aside from you banning them I assume?
Even better, you could always do something similar with the twin codes and have it generate a random combination of words [or letters/numbers] for each individual purchase.
Or perhaps send an email with a "confirmation" link, like many other sites do for signing up. Doubles as both a spam prevention and a validation that the email you used is yours.
Regardless, glad we're getting better spam prevention. The amount of makeup and forged passports/ids/whatever during past evening hours is oof.
Just had a life where an uncle decked me out in full clothes, then my mother tried to place me on a slow burning fire in the middle of a patch of desert... She kept complaining about me "moving around too much" and urged me to boil in the fire lmao. She even named me "Crazy" because of my constant movement [AKA me moving back to a nearby desert edge tile.]
Eventually she stopped trying to move me into the fire, not sure if saying "to/ho/t" got the point across though.. Hard to explain in clipped baby speech.
People really need to be more aware of heat. A slow burning fire in the middle of a desert with a full set of rabbit clothes is WAY too hot.