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I was born in the Melody town during a time of relative stability. I was shaping up to be the only fertile lady, but then more were born. I baked turkeys and bread for fun. I made a bunch of medical supplies for the town and lived through a bear attack. Everything was going okay. That changed when I walked into the berry farm the first time.

The bakery water was imported by a nice guy, my uncle I belive, but the berry farm was dry and dying. I quickly got dirt on the bushes and took a cart full of buckets, and put a bowl in my bag. I went out of town, scouting the area for water.
During this time, I had a son. I called him Walker, after a song I was listening to. I brought him back to town, but I couldn't care for him and had to leave him in the now-green berry fields.

A VERY long time later, I had twins. I at first didn't want to take the twin risk, but someone fed them both and whisked them away. I barely even met them. I sighed and continued my water hauling work. I spent until I was very old doing this, as the other old people talked about hope and eventually died. I took down their sign saying "hope" at one point, trying to make a hint, but they wouldn't listen.

When I was very, very old, I saw my daughters.
They were named Cutter and Linda. Linda was wearing all rabbit, I belive, and Cutter wool and colored cloth. I found them holding my grandchildren around the cistern I filled. I ran over to them, but the one with colored cloth ran off.

"I'm sorry..."
"Hm?" Linda woke up from her AFK disease.
"I never got to meet you... I cared for you, I did."
"It's ok, mom."
"Did I ever tell you about your brother's name?"
"No"
"I named him Walk Off The Earth, or Walker. A very, very distant relative told me about a song, and I named my son after it."
"Oh, cool... See ya, Mom."

It was only with my dying moment I saw my other daughter, who had dissapeared, with red writing and an unknown wound. Children, what happened to you?

And son, I enjoyed your last words. "Your pants are old."
Me: Pheobe Melody

I was born into the Dark family and had a really weird time. Let me explain.

When I was young I baked pies with bunnies and mutton. I made sheep jerky for fun and kept my dumb farming family alive. I turned 8 and started making bread.
I met this girl, Burak, and gave her one of my two matching shoes. She said "we are shoe siblings!" before she left. I think I saw her sometimes, but not a lot.

I made two loaves and chopped them up, and I had an idea. I took an old building by the bakery and made it my shop, spreading some ancient butter on my bread and trying to sell it for wheat. These two girls came and ate all my bread, and I had to abandon my pursuit.

I was wandering the berry field when I saw some traveler (thankfully one of the Darks) lose her horsey. I chased it with her an picked it up by a road in the rabbitlands. And I said:

"You better take this horse down the old town road
Or it'll ruuun till it can't no more"

She laughed, then left town. I don't think she came back, but her horse ran back through a big hole in the wall.

Soon after, the two ladies who busted my business ran to me, yelling "OI!" And I ran behind a maple, because they had knives. And they told me to... pay my child support?

"I'm not a father, ladies."
"Yeah, you are. We ate your bread."
"That doesn't mean I'm the father."
"You did something to the butter."
"And did you shove it up your own after???"
"Yes"
"Oh my maple."

I spent the rest of my life gathering berries in a bowl to eat behind my tree, as slowly another buyer of my bread and my niece started badgering me. My niece asked my leaderboard name, and I told her "Raidan Allcock." She asked my score and then went behind my tree and spammed the tree because of my super high 18 points (the rift thing tanked my score.)

My last years I was cursed by Alexi Dark, the orginal one to eat my breads, and I yelled this:

"I WILL NOT PAY CHILD SUPPORT"

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Anyway, rift update was as bad as the server stress test in the beginning, but overall I think it's gotten better now. I like how we need to property fence our towns to keep randos from coming in with a sword.

Me: Sam Dark
Alexi, the first seeker of my tax dollars: Alexi Dark
Burak, the one I told Alexi was my wife and whose matching wood shoe I burned: Burak Dark