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#26 Re: Main Forum » All hail the Goose cult! Worship the fowlness » 2019-01-05 21:10:34
I had a pair of goose worshipers in my city too! It was hilarious watching people conspiring to kill them. They were still on screen picking up and putting down the goose rapidly. I don't think they even said a word the entire time.
#27 Re: Main Forum » Update incoming, but more about it tomorrow. » 2019-01-04 19:56:57
We should make a bingo card for most commented things on Jason's posts. I swear I just got bingo taking one look at the Steam fourms.
#28 Re: Main Forum » One City Server » 2019-01-02 16:02:27
I love this server! It's the first time I've ever played on a user made one. I spent a couple lives making compost and santa hats. It's really a shame that someone started griefing, but it was bound to happen at some point. I agree with everything you said.
#29 Re: Main Forum » Hold on, Cardinals? » 2018-12-25 19:32:14
Hey! when you were young I asked ur mom If her kid wants to be medic, then gave you the apron! And Hunter was one of my daughters. Sad u dont remember me : / but I quess I didnt do much so Its fair.
Also Idk If it was me you saw, but I did ask some man to stab me so you could heal me lol
Ohh, I do remember you then! I guess I didn't catch your name. In fact I do remember seeing two ladies bickering a few minutes before I died. For some reason one was accusing the other of wasting water? or maybe stealing bowls? But the lady replied saying another player told her to water.. something. She moved out of my screen as she was talking so I didn't hear the last bit. My guess is that someone stumbled upon your trees and watered them, or maybe planted some more and passed it down to that lady.
Also the only medical emergency that happened was that practice stab, so my job was easy to say the least. 
#30 Re: Main Forum » Hold on, Cardinals? » 2018-12-23 01:31:59
Oh I dyed the medic aprons myself! I made a santa hat too and passed It to my grandkid. I planted two more pine trees because I wanted to have more cardinals in town, but people probably forgot to water them...or just cut them for wood.
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I don't recall ever seeing you but me, my mom, and a woman named Hunter were all medics. A guy even volunteered to be stabbed so we could all heal him.
Hunter was wearing the Santa hat, but she passed it down to a random child. Can't say I saw any of the pine trees though. 
#31 Re: Main Forum » Hold on, Cardinals? » 2018-12-22 23:34:42
Hey Tarr! I do agree the bird sounds are lovely. Me and my mom worked as medics right below the tree. When she died I buried her right next to it.
#32 Re: Main Forum » chaos and mischief - weatherford line » 2018-12-22 17:09:17
Hey! I wasn't directly involved, but I was a Weatherford too! Much earlier on though, so this was way before there was any temple.
It seems like the Weatherford family was always extremely suspicious of each other for some reason. This woman (I think her name was Venus) accused me of shearing the last sheep, calling me a griefer for wanting another knife made. She took the wool balls and hoarded them away from me, while making wool clothes for herself.
It was absolute chaos! There was a batty old woman who killed a valuble smith for making another knife, even though there were only 2 knives in the entire village. I hastily asked to borrow the knife to kill sheep, but the wool hat lady stole it as soon as it was clean of blood, exclaiming again that I was going to kill people.
At least my mom was nice though, I asked her to kill some sheep for me.
There was an actual greifer in the town though, someone cut down the tree to the sheep pen and caused a lot to escape.
Eventually I died gathering iron for the village, I was pretty close to home though. I hope someone found my basket and pack full of iron.
So yeah. Not exactly related to your story, but it seems like the Weatherfords had a major griefer problem.
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#33 Re: Main Forum » Infant Mortality, Nurseries, and Newbies (TIPS) » 2018-12-16 20:29:59
I forgot who recently posted this, but I'm citing it anonymously with different words. If your play is about advancing towns, this in the long term the best you can do. The pen needs fixing? You thing the town needs that pump smithed? Everything transitory and short-lived, probably in 24 hours the lineage is wiped anyway, maybe a revive of the town, but will fall again, but that knowledge, that sticks for a long time (at least as long that player doesn't give up on the game)
Exactly. The point of the game is to just play a small part in a short time, and hopefully the next generation knows enough to keep it going. I feel like some players loose sight of this and think only of themselves when playing. In my opinion working silently and refusing help from others is one of the reasons why big cities die. It's when the grumpy old smith dies and nobody can replace him. I personally hate the vendetta against noobs, because in reality they're the game's most important resource. If there were none the game would fade into obscurity.
With the whole "perfect town but kids still run off and die" problem, you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink. Some kids just die for one reason or another.
Personally if I'm born in a town I don't want to be in I won't suicide if I'm a girl. I'll do little jobs, pop out a girl or two, then die. I feel like it's respectful to the mom that gave birth to me in the first place.
#34 Re: Main Forum » Infant Mortality, Nurseries, and Newbies (TIPS) » 2018-12-16 18:35:23
This! Once I saw this naked young teenage boy, obviously new since he was picking up things and running around aimlessly. My mom didn't trust him, and she hid the knife from him because she suspected he was a griefer.
I offered to teach him how to tend sheep, and it gradually turned to other things (farming berries and carrots, wheat, compost)
At the end of our lives he explained to me that he was totally new, this was only his 5th life, and I was the first person willing to teach him or give him any direction.
I'm not saying you should spend your entire life teaching others, either. But giving your new children a bit of knowledge could mean life or death for your village.
#35 Re: Main Forum » WHO WILL RULE US » 2018-12-13 02:11:28
I'm an idiot. Also Cthulu
#36 Re: Main Forum » Brittany Blackwood » 2018-12-08 15:17:26
Wow that does sound really terrible. With no sheep the civ is doomed in a few generations depending on resources. I really enjoy this game but I wish people would be less quick to anger.
When people take my stuff I do get a little mad but it's not the end of the world. There's always gonna be more baskets. I also try to think about their intentions, they probably need it for something important too. I think people should have in mind that their project probably isn't the most dire and important one, and should always be willing to listen to other players. But that's just me!
What that player did was unbelievablely crappy though
#37 Re: Main Forum » For My Wife Sana » 2018-12-07 01:35:02
Hey I was the one who was murdering quadruplets! I swear I had the best intention (as the town medic!). What y’all probably didn’t see was them plugging the fires and taking essential medical equipment. It ended up with me getting cursed a few times (edit: and stabbed, lol) but that’s it.
So yeah, good times, ahah. Obrian was a fun life.
Oh gosh, yeah I suspected you weren't trying to do any harm. I saw you being helpful to the village and I even tried pestering you for your knife to kill some sheep, but you looked way too busy. I was afraid to speak up because I would probably get cursed too. Hopefully you didn't end up in Donkey Town for that one.
#38 Main Forum » For My Wife Sana » 2018-12-06 16:17:29
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Thank you Sana for giving me the most hilarious OHOL life I've ever had. Nothing can ever top that.
My mother abandoned me in the center of town. Maybe she didn't care, or just didn't realize? Anyways, I was quickly surrounded by 3 young girls, you being the oldest. You fed me berries, picking me up and naming me Kris. The two younger girls began taunting me for never having the sweet taste of boob, only berry. I felt ashamed. I too longed for the boob! They promised when they were old enough they'd let me have some.
I began tending to the sheep, taking out the dead ones and helping with the languishing farm. Occasionally we'd cross paths, and you would say, "Hey Kris, got any pussy yet?" Alas, the answer was no. But I was far too obsessed with being productive since not a lot of people were composting.
Eventually some more children were born who knew how to tend to sheep, which lightened my load and gave me some time to relax. "Got pussy yet?" you asked. We were far from the main part of the village, and nobody was around. Now was my chance!
"No, but cousin love if you know what I'm sayin." "Wink."
"No thanks." You said, abruptly walking away. My heart was shattered! Perhaps I would never get the boob promised by my adopted moms.
Speaking of adopted moms, I was collecting berries for compost when I witnessed a terrible sight. My two younger moms were fighting! "BITCH" "SKANK" They shouted at each other, brandishing knives. A brave lady tried to step in and break up the fight, but there was no need. They both starved because their arguing was so intense they forgot to eat. I picked up my mom's bag. It's great to have a pie on the go.
A little while later, we met up again. "Follow me" you said. To be honest, I was wary. I was scared you were going to murder me after what recently happened. But I had a pleasant surprise. You took off your sheep skin and blushed. My life goal was finally achieved! I took off my clothes as well and we started frantically clicking on each other. That would have been the end of it, but you had a son right then and there.
"Our son" you said, picking him up. I decided to name him Finn after Huckleberry Finn.
I was back tending to my sheep and making compost, a long time had gone by since I last saw you. I was starting to get worried, but you entered the pen with a new daughter, lovingly named Alabama.
But trouble was brewing in the village! A pair of quadruplets was born, and apparently they had some sort of evil intention. Me and my wife watched in horror as the babies were stabbed to death. All most people saw were babies getting stabbed, so they started mass cursing the woman. Soon the ground was littered with bloody bones, and our daughter Alabama starved right in front of our eyes, adding to the carnage. I left her bones outside the sheep pen.
Then suddenly, I saw a strange woman I'd never seen before. It was my mom! Surprised she was still alive, I called her name. In a flash she was gone again. You and I both did a sad face at each other.
We were beginning to go grey, and it was obvious my job was being taken care of by the next generation. The compost I had made during my lifetime was now being distributed all over the farms.
"This place sucks," I said. "Yeah," you replied.
"Let's run into the woods naked and die," I suggested. So that's exactly what we did.
But there was one final problem; it was taking embarrassingly long to die. We were running in and out of mosquito patches, going to the hottest areas, but nothing was working. "ALABAMA FOREVER" we chanted.
A woman came by and fed us berries when we had yellow fever.
"No we wanna die" you said.
"Dumb asses" the lady replied, leaving us to die in peace.
My wife died a few seconds before me, telling me she loved me one final time.
A small child walked up to me, trying to feed me berries again. "No its good" I said, before finally turning into a pile of bones.
And that was hands down the funniest life I've ever had. Alabama forever.
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