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Thank you all. This is the story that I remember most clearly, thus all the detail. Thank you for all the support!
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I feel like we’re doing wonderfully. The new update poses a challenge — every large town I’ve spawned into is in a struggle for soil and I’ve been assigned “compost job” in almost all villages.
We’re just right imo.
10/10 thread
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Flint chip + specific tree = specific tree sapling
Could have one use every three hours
Unified death! Yesss!
This would limit murderers and allow the community to sacrifice one if there was a griefer. This is a really good idea. +1
Hope this can be incorporated IG
(@Anshin)
I finished a life in that family as Rose West about twenty minutes ago.
At first, everyone was nice. After you died, there was a lot of murder and I was targeted a lot. At least I managed to complete my life goal of dying my shirt at age 60. It took so long because of all the chaos...
Be glad you were born and died when you did. It all went downhill after. I saw you a couple of times. You seemed nice.
I was a man named Harry. I think one of our sheep escaped. We had lots of soil but people were too lazy to get it. The blonde woman kept insulting the new shepherd until he got ahold of a bow.
I think I know you. I was Harry, and the blonde woman kept insulting you until she pushed you too far and you shot her.
I don’t think you did anything wrong. You fed a lamb, you didn’t know what was wrong with that in our situation. I feel she was out of line as well.
Is this right?
Griefers will be a part of every game.
In fact, I’d say there are less in OHOL in regards to number. It’s a $20 game. The griefers are likely the same few people over and over, trying to spawn into large towns to continue their work.
To my nameless son,
Even though I knew you for only a few short moments, you were the light of my life. I had had one son before you, with your eyes, but he was kidnapped by the maniac who proclaimed he was "king" as he stabbed people. The only reason I survived his mayhem is because I praised him and accepted him as my king when he approached me. I later went on to kill him as requested by the survivors of his attacks.
And I am glad I did survive, because I didn't know it then, but I was destined to save you. I was reaching the end of my life, with my beard long and grey, and as I was going south to search for objects hidden behind trees, I heard a cry. I followed the sound and stumbled across you, crying helplessly in the desert, clinging to life by standing on a balanced tile. I could tell you were abandoned from the moment I held you in my arms.
I carried you to a field of berries on the outskirts of the bustling city and fed you, storing many in my backpack to feed you on the journey home. At first, I was silent, my mission to get you home uninterrupted by you saying things like "Hi" and "?"
I wrapped you in a warm sheep cloak, and gave you my shoes. As people saw I was dying, they flocked over to me, placing dibs on my stuff. But I gave it all to you and continued to feed you berries. I told you the story of how I had killed my brother, the murderer, with the knife in your backpack, and how I expected you to continue the tradition if you ever were to meet one. You agreed eagerly and were extremely sweet as I said my goodbyes and excessive "I love you"s. I held you in my arms, before we both got too old, one last time as I died next to you.
I told you to go tell the towns people a name for them to call you. You don't deserve to have nothing to be called. I thought about naming you after myself, but I feel that it's unofficial, against your will, and narcissistic of me. So I decided to let you choose.
My mom called me the Chosen One and I wish I had the time to proclaim you the next Chosen One. I hope you know that in my heart, you are.
I hope you have a name for yourself, young man. Stay strong!
Your old man loves you and misses you.
Love,
Mom
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Me, Harry:
http://lineage.onehouronelife.com/serve … &id=309304
You:
(you aren't yet dead so there's nothing here for the moment)
The solution to murder in big towns is to have more weapons.
Having one to four knives is a danger, as the murderer could easily stash them all in their backpack or hide them without drawing attention. But someone’s gonna notice if someone’s repeatedly running back and fourth with tons of knives.
The same applies with arrows. Although you aren’t deemed suspicious when holding an arrow without a bow, a town should have multiple bows and arrows as a murderer can only carry five arrows and one bow at a time with a backpack.
Increasing the murderer’s “punishment” or slowdown would also be helpful. As discussed in previous threads, I think it’s a good idea to give them an inverted chat bubble (white text on black) for a while to distinguish them, similarly to victims having red chat bubbles.
That was what I was thinking. Plead for help because you’re too wounded to do so yourself. If you’re a griefer, chances are they’re gonna let you die. If not, victims may be healed.
There should be a few minutes’ timer on whether you can stab someone after they’ve been healed so griefers cant abuse the knife. Example, one or two minutes after someone’s healed, they’re immune to further wounds.
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Just wanted to give a quick thank you to my Mom from a while back.
This was when the new skins came out, and holy crap on a cracker, I got the new curly brown haired guy skin, and from the instant I was born, my siblings and I were all calling me hideous. I was laughing so hard. It was my first reaction to the new characters, and I kept saying things like “OMG / IM / SO / UGL / Y”
My mother felt bad and named me Wallace. The family had no last name. I sort of recognized the area, although I didn’t know how. I just had a feeling that water would be there, that berries would be there, that the kiln and forge would be up there. Anyway, my mom felt really badly for me. She kept telling me that I was beautiful and that she loved me. I told her thanks, but by this time my sisters’ teasing had turned into more of insults. It was no longer “LOL that skin is just...” It was more of “Wallace needs to die” “OMG he’s so ugly” “Stab him mom” “Loser” etc. My Mom did her best to defend me, at the time I didn’t really care but I begun to as my life travelled on.
I told my mom that I agreed; I was too ugly to live in this world. I went to the swamp to starve, but Mom came and picked me up and told me I was the most beautiful person she’d ever seen. Then she asked me to water some carrots and berries for them. I accepted and decided to do so.
I lived for my next few years indulging in Mom’s compliments. She was an extremely nice lady and always tried to make sure that I felt better. I think she thought that the other kids were being serious. I began to enjoy my life, but as I went to go get water, I stepped on a snek.
After this, I went to look at the family tree. As I figured, there was a high rate of infant mortality. I scrolled to the top and holy bejeezus, who else names themselves Eve Moist, but me? Yep. I was the Eve. Turns out one of my kids told their kids never to name their kids to get rid of the last name. And it worked. Apparently.
So yeah. Thanks Mom. You’re a wonderful person and respect ugly people.
What is it took more than one stab to murder someone and more than one arrow? Then you could get away and possibly heal?
Additionally you can add a bleed out system that if you don't heal you will die. First aid materials can be simple enough to acquire but hard enough that you still may die from the wound?
Thoughts?
I feel like this would be a good idea for a 50/50 chance.
That way, if a griefer tries to murder someone, there’s a 50% chance they survive but have a certain amount of time they can be healed as they’re bleeding out. Other stabs would be fatal.
If a guard or defender goes after a griefer, there’s a 50% chance that the grinder survives. It’ll make it harder for both parties but would result in less death overall.
As a related example, if something’s less successful, you’re less likely to do it. (If you have a 50% chance of not succeeding, you’re less likely to do it.)
What’s wrong with moving?
Similarly to the nudity mod there should be a censor mod. I wish I could make this for those who support OP’s views but I have no idea how to code.
I don’t think this is a good idea. It would be much easier to go on a rampage. Even if your intentions were good, it doesn’t outweigh the bad.
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I know who you’re talking about and it’s not me. I don’t kill. I’m just frustrated, as are many others.
I don’t blame OP, but I think this thread should get shut down.
It’s just too much argument and hate. Someone’s feelings are going to get hurt. Others are going to get offended. Things like these shouldn’t belong in a friendly forum for a game regarding community and relationships.
Once again, I don’t blame OP for this. Nor anybody else whom is speaking their views. In fact, I respect all of your bravery for posting your opinions. I just believe one of the moderators should possibly prevent this thread from further being posted on. It’s gotten pretty bad.
Making a bow and three arrows is no easy task for early Eves who are prey to their suiciding babies.
Luring a bear away isn’t easy. Takes a large chunk of life out to do so sufficiently. And there’s the risk of death. Someone can lure it back, and it may come back on its own anyway.
There should be a way to lure bears back into their caves. Maybe throwing some sort of raw meat in the cave. (Skinned Rabbit/Plucked Goose/Raw Mutton + Bear Cave = Retreating Bear)
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To prevent further luring the meat should “calm” the bear for an hour, allowing a society to recover between intervals and prevent further griefing from occurring.
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Edit: second paragraph, “bras” to “bears”