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Most of the time the towns die faster then you can set up your calculator and if you do manage to properly set it up, not a lot of people know how it works or will use it. But we all understand how an abacus works.

Not a reason to curse someone because they don't play by your invisible rules.

Those where the days.

You can't always be the village do it all that does it all. Sometimes I just don't want to be the smith next to being the cook, the farmer, the one that brings kindle, hunter,...

Like I said, you can still turn the sheepskin into wool with the shears. Nothing is lost.

That's like saying that we have carnitas when you ask for bacon.

It's fun to know your own curse name. Someone told me what my name was...and then I forgot what it was. I should have written it down.

one of my curses:
FIRE PEACH: runner bb. In another life also a wannabe village killer. She was leader and started to exile random people, but she was unsucsessfull to kill anybody. I was also warned that she stole bb's. In another life again she tried to kill people. Definitely a griever, but a noobish one.

I had two interesting lifes. First I was black of the Emerald fam. The fam died out. It was me and two other men. They wanted to be killed to end their suffering so I gently euthanized them. I took the engine to give it to another fam, but I changed my mind. I decided to put the engine, kero, rubber-products in the desert next to the town. So that it would go to the next black fam (either they would find it, or I would collect it when I would be born black). A ginger saw me do it and cursed me, so I cursed her. I'm a little offended to get a curse for that. Those resources belong to my fam, I was the last of the Emerald. I have the right to decide what I do with it. Another ginger left a truck, undressed and went of to die I guess. I think she left the truck for me, so I put that in the desert too.

Next life I was a ginger. The ginger town is next to the black town and it was a bit low on clothes. So I decided to get clothes from the dead black town (no point in letting good clothes go to waste). When I came to the desert spot I saw that the recourses were already gone. A black woman took it and reclaimed the black town to my joy. But she was a bit hostile. I mean, really deadset on killing me. Any atempt on showing that I was peacefull didn't work. I left a note explaining that I left them the engine and the recourses as the last Emerald. I felt the need to explain myself. I don't like it when people see me as the bad guy when I have done nothing wrong. I don't know what she told her kids, they where showing mad faces at me. One of her kids got an adult to read the note and then the kid hearted me. That made me feel better. I left and the kid followed me home and she stayed there.

A while later another black woman shows up in town on a horse cart and begins loading in our pies. I took her horse. She cursed me for that, So I cursed her. She explained herself with notes that she wanted to set up a town north and she needed recourses. I didn't want to leave the horse to long to write back. I just read her notes. I wanted to explain to her that we where running a bit low on food and it was not oke for her to take the pies. I wouldn't mind if she took some recourses after asking first, but not the food. I emptied the horsecart in the engine pen and returned the horse to her. I didn't feel right to keep the horse.

These where lifes where I really hate that you can't properly communicate. I would make life so much easier.

That is hardly a jerk move. If I wanted to be a jerk I would suggest a large stretched out pen filled with boars and a gate on either side so we could forcefully let the bb's race against eachother to the oter side. The winner gets to live. The loser dies or has to race again against the next bb. We could gamble on who wins. Bacon and games, that is all we need for a succesfull society. It would make the next noobapocalypse so much more entertaining.