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You are constantly going on about how bad other players are, but do you do anything to fix it?  Have you tried finding an apprentice?  Do you take the time to teach the newer players how to play?  Do you explain your reasoning for things?

This game has a steep learning curve.  If the elder players don't help teach the newer players, they will continue to be "bad".  So, that's partly on you.

My Dearest Coco,

You and I were born to sisters (me to Ruby, and you to Ann) around the same time, but you were just a tad older than me.  We shared a rough infancy - our mothers weren't very good at taking care of us and we nearly starved to death.  Thankfully, when we were both crying for food, you finally became old enough to pick a berry.  Bless your heart, you fed me before you fed yourself.  I knew at that moment you would be my best friend forever.

I spent most of my life searching the lands and hunting for rabbits.  My goal - make you a beautiful rabbit-fur backpack as a thank you for your kindness.  When I came back with my first kill as a teenager, you ran over to me and admired my hard work. As a bashful teenage boy, I simply replied with "yea", but it was at that moment that I knew I was falling in love with you.

You were working hard on the berry fields and tending to the farms near the village.  You were so pretty with your long, black hair, and you seemed quite popular.  I went back out again, determined to catch more rabbits to complete the backpack and impress you.  When I came back, I gifted you with the bag.  You seemed pleased, and thanked me for my efforts.  But you quickly went back to farming.  You were so hard working, you didn't make much time for socializing.

It was my duty to continue hunting and provide rabbit meat and fur for my family, so I set out once again.  When I came back many years later, you had had a daughter you named Milana.  She was beautiful, and I was so happy for you.  I asked you to keep your next son so I could make him my apprentice.  You promised me you would, but I am not sure you ever did.

I came back and checked on you many times.  You were such a good mother, and you worked so hard on the farms.  I adored you.  But, I knew that I couldn't ask for your affections.  It wouldn't be fair to you when I knew I would be gone for years at a time.  Besides, I wasn't entirely sure that you loved me back.

During a very long hunting trip, I grew much older and I knew my end was near.  I didn't want to die without telling you that I loved you, so I came home with the sole intent of finding you and telling you the truth.  But you were gone.

I searched everywhere and called out your name.  No one knew where you had gone.  It finally hit me - you had died while I was out hunting.  I was devastated.  I had spent my whole life almost entirely alone, working so hard for my family, but mostly for you.  And you didn't even know it.

I spent my last years gazing upon the berry fields that you had spent so much of your life cultivating.  You did a wonderful job.

I am sorry I never told you.

Love,

Bear

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My mother, Sky, told me I was unwanted the moment I could open my eyes.  She said she was feeling 'generous' and would let me live, but she played with my life as if I were disposable.  When a grizzly started ravaging our town, she suggested using me as an offer of sacrifice.  Thankfully, I was able to escape her torment and began fending for myself.  Unfortunately, my cold-hearted mother was just as callous to my siblings as she was to me, and my unnamed little sister was deeply scorned.

In my early twenties, my Great Uncle Greg went mad from old age and murdered his brother, my namesake, Aaban.  Seeing this murder play out in front of her, my little sister was filled with bloodlust and took it as an opportunity to get revenge against our abusive mother.  She shot our mother with an arrow through the heart.  At first, I was a bit upset - though she was nasty, I had seen some kindness beneathe the rough facade.  After all, I had survived and she had left me alone when I was old enough to fend for myself.  I questioned my little sister, but when she told me of the abuse and neglect she had also suffered at the hands of our mother, I forgave her.

I am not too sure what happened - maybe all the murders scared the children off into the woods, or maybe the grizzly had been all too successful at its feeding frenzy.  Either way, it was only my little sister, my cousin Emma, and me left in the village.  We puttered around, going through the motions for a short while, until we realized that this was the end.  They, the final two women, were no longer having children.  So, we gathered around the berry bushes to reflect on the inevitable end of our lineage.

But then something magical happened.  Both my little sister and my cousin started having babies!  Girls!  Lots of them!  It was incredible!  We had a renewed sense of hope and purpose, and all quickly went back to work.

As I neared my end, I wanted to pass on my wisdom.  I had spent much of my life as the town baker, dutifully preparing succulent pies for my townspeople.  I asked if anyone wanted to be my apprentice, and my niece Chelsea stepped up to the plate (literally and figuratively).  I patiently taught her each step of the process, starting with the wheat and ending with the fillings.  Before I left, I wanted to be sure she knew what a good apprentice she had been.  I hope she carries the knowledge on.

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Why can't we tie horses to trees?

This speaks to the problem I have been talking about since the day I started - the game requires you to read a damn novella to figure out how to play, and that's not how any good game works or survives.  It *should* rely on elders teaching the new people, but there simply isn't enough time (because we're already struggling so much to stay alive ourselves).

The nerfs have broken this game, and has made the game hostile to newcomers.

I've been playing for a while now, and I still don't know how to do a bunch of basic stuff.  Anytime I ask for help, I get ignored, or the rare time someone starts teaching me, it gets derailed by constant hunger issues, other urgent needs, or one of us dies because we were too caught up in the learning process and starved.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xx7d6B7LOCk

No.

It's an inappropriate and offensive word.  Expand your vernacular and find other things to say.

Besides, there was no need for name calling to begin with.

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Mom, why'd you leave me?

I was Gwen.  You gave birth to me in the middle of the woods, and wanted to return home with me.  Unfortunately, you hadn't set a home marker, and we got horribly lost. 

For years, we wandered the lands looking for our home.  During that time, you had my little sister Hope.  We both diligently followed you around, searching for our homeland. 

You were a good mother - you made sure we ate, and instructed us to carry food with us wherever we went.  And for years, we continued to run and search. We ran for so long that I was about to have my own children.  I told you if I had a baby, I would abandon it. 

And then it happened.  My first born child came, and I said goodbye to her.  But when I turned around, you were gone.  I frantically called out for you, but you couldn't hear me because you were already too far away.  I was devastated.  My first born had starved, and my mother and little sister had left me behind while I recovered from the birth.

I continued searching for you before I met my fate with a rattlesnake.

This was genuinely one of the saddest deaths I have had.

Yea.

This is so frustrating.  I played a game where I had made a ton of baskets and other trinkets really far from home (we didn't have tule anywhere nearby and desperately needed them).  I came back and asked someone to come with me to help bring stuff back, and everyone refused to come because they thought I was trying to lure them.  We had people standing around being useless, and I was trudging back and forth trying to bring shit for the town.  I ended up dying by myself to a snake, and a bunch of the stuff probably just stayed there and rotted.

The murdering thing is really screwing up the ability/willingness of cooperative gameplay, and I find it highly aggravating.

I have experienced it as well.

Me too.

I am new, so I was like *boop* eat the mushroom.  A couple minutes later I was like "WTF IS HAPPENING!?!?"

Then I remembered the shroom...

Fun.