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To my Wulff children.
I'm surprised so many of you survived so well, I was very happy to see most of you grow into adults.
Elliot, you were very helpful. I found us a good spot and told you what we needed and you got the camp set up so fast.
My only surviving daughter, Alice, I hope you had some children and carried on our legacy.

I usually name myself Wulff, but I don't have any specific naming system with my kids. I use Alice quite a but for girls though.

I was born in the Underwood villages a couple of times. I visited North village and someone had stolen all their food so I brought them two carts of food.
Later I was born into North village and kept the farm going. In my old age I visited South village and everyone there but one guy named Ben had died out. He was just minding his business making pies. So I went back to North village and asked some people to go down and populate the South village. I died before seeing how well that went.

My cousin Eliot, I put you in a basket just north of the farm, put some stones around you to mark your grave. Thank you for helping me stay alive.
We had a decent population but no one was looking after the farm, I ran off to get seeds and came back to find everyone dead. I had two sons and a daughter, one son suicided but the other two children worked hard and we got things back on track.

I forgot my own name, but my daughter, Hope, you did me proud. We got that farm going again and I was glad to see a few grandchildren before I died.
Also, you named a bunch of your kids after the Ghostbusters and I couldn't have been happier, gave me a good laugh.

To the dumb horse-riding queen and her dumb son, Oliver.
All you did was ride around calling us peasants and occasionally murder us for no good reason. I'm glad some killed you. You sucked.
Oliver killed my mother, Joy. Said she murdered someone but I know she didn't so I'm glad I killed you to avenge her.

Heh, I was killed by a bear in a small village I found and was trying to rebuild just before. I died feeding my youngest child a carrot since I was too old to nurse them. Last name started with K, but I forgot it already. If you were one of my kids, I'm glad you survived.
That was a funny life for me. My mother was an Eve roaming about. I was getting frustrated at my inability to type enough letters to get her to stop when I saw graves with clothes or other gear. I grabbed a basket and she had another kid, we ran from a bear and I think they both died of starvation. I took her clothes and the carrots I could carry and found the small abandoned village. I cleaned it up and got the farm ready then had a bunch of kids.
I found a cart full of baskets just south of the village that I wanted to bring back, but every time I got there I had a kid, about 4 or 5 times. So every time I took the kid back.

I had an interesting run today.
I was born to an Eve who didn't name me, we found a small farm with a few people running around working. Eventually there were a few murders but the murderers were killed or ran off. Eventually we didn't have enough women or children to continue. I had hidden a bow, and taken the two knives for safe keeping. As I got older and was one of the last remaining, I decided to run off into the wilderness with my dangerbag. I was killed by a wolf.
After 3 consecutive mothers abandoning me, I spawned an Eve with a baby. I named myself Eve Wulff.
We ran around for a while living bush to bush, until we found a camp. It was the camp I was at earlier! We fixed it up and I had several more children and grandchildren. We kept a small farm going and I eventually died of old age, proud of the Wulffs.
I was reborn as a Kim, this town was bigger and busier but my mother didn't name me. No one seemed to care that much there, so when I was old enough I grabbed a basket of carrots and ran away. I stumbled into a camp, it was the same camp! Two of my sons were still there working the farms. I was very happy to see them and I excitedly told them I had found them. They were shocked too. I had some new kids, just as my old kids were dying. The Wulffs had died, but the new Kims were rebuilding and expanding. I had a lot of kids again and we worked on the massive farm one of my sons set up just before he died. It was another good life, then I died proud again of old age.
I was then born as a Kim, my own great grandchild. Only one or two of my kids were still alive, barely. I was so amazed to be here again, and more amazed that the farm was still going so well.
My next life I took over as compost maker for an old man, he was very nice and gave me his gear before he died. I made heaps of compost if you're reading this.
I decided to have one more proper life. I kept spawning to mothers that either didn't want me or neglected me.
My last life I was born to an Eve Black. She named me Blade Black. We wandered around aimlessly while she ate from bushes and carried me. I asked if she was new, and she was. Before I could get a chance to get her to settle so I could teach her some things, we ran into some bears. Luckily I was just old enough to feed myself. She ran off and left me, and I ran after her but we got separated. I struggled to find food for a while, getting awfully close to starving several times. Luckily found a 2 carrot basket which helped me survive long enough to find a camp.
It was the original camp again, but there were only a few Kims left working it. I then saw that there was another family there now too, and they were farming and expanding well. I had several more kids there, and as the last Kim was dying he spoke to me "You Blacks look after the farm, alright?" I then explained that I was his great grandmother reborn, and that I helped build this farm originally, he seemed pleased by that. We said our goodbyes as he clothed my child before dying.
Again I had several more children and they had some as well, it was great.
Though, in all these lives, no one listened to me when I said we need a hunter, so in my last life when I was too old to have more kids, I took it upon myself to make a snare and go hunting. Brought back a cart full of rabbits, and my son found me when I got back, he was very happy I had all these rabbits as he had set up a little area for making clothes. I helped him skin the rabbits before saying my good byes.

It was really weird to live so many lives in the same area, to see the progress of a camp over several hours from the start was something kind of amazing. I'm also really happy with my children, they all seemed pretty nice and helpful. I think I only had a couple of unlucky ones that didn't live all that long. Love you all.

I don't know, when you're just murdering because you can, then it still seems like griefing to me. You may as well be destroying a town by killing the people maintaining it. And I'm a little tired of hearing about how it's realistic or whatever. As far as I'm aware, murder in ancient history was more about resources and not for shits and giggles.

Looks like a bunch of us are having very very different experiences here since overpopulation by itself has rarely been a fatal issue for any farms in my experience.

I wonder if that was the same Wolf clan I was apart of!
I was Eva Wolf. I was queen for a while and had several children but I lost track of what happened to them. I passed on my crown to a niece when I gave up looking for my children.
I remember meeting a traveller from a murdered village named Carl, he was a trapper and very nice.

Yeah, and I've seen plenty of civilisations fall due to underpopulation too, and even ones I've been born into that have stricter population control still failing due to incompetance anyway. Maybe I have been lucky.

I understand, I end up farming carrots a lot because I notice over time it gets neglected and messy. So I step in to help or fix it to keep it going.
Sometimes when a camp is functioning well, I will just wander around and see what isn't being done. Everyone naked? I'll start trapping rabbits and making clothes. etc.
I often tell my children to do whatever they like, sometimes I ask what they are good at. I often don't know what the camp needs as a mother, because I'm usually busy rearing children so I'm not paying attention.