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i was queenie. born to princess who gave me a crown later on. i didnt do much in this life tbh, just tried to organize things n clean up the clutter. got water and dirt now and then and composted some. witnessed a LOT of death. thats what happens when a town keeps all the kids i guess, no sorting out good from bad. honestly im surprised i died of old age lmao
its been a long time since ive actually lived in a town, forgot how much death there is. there were at least 10 murders in my lifetime and the whole tree... well it looks like a party. thats what happens where theres 4 knives and 3 bows in 1 town i guess
we shared the town with the shuarts who seems to have taken over as the dominant line now and inherited the last name "goda"
also its funny that Ifeanyichukwu ended up being a mass murderer. i remember telling her in her youth that it was some name she got, impossible to curse (guess she put that to use LOL)
goda - http://lineage.onehouronelife.com/serve … _id=816753
shuarts - http://lineage.onehouronelife.com/serve … _id=817731
Ultimate Guide Compilation: https://onehouronelife.com/forums/viewt … 807#p23807
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Lowkey read this, went to play. First birth is Goda
Bob <3
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Ifeanyichukwu, that would be my doing.
I was born to the Goda line, I forgot who I was but I was female.
It was terrible. There were so many people in the village all crowded around the berry farm talking while a few hard workers made compost and hauled water from afar.
That changed when the killings happened.
The first few were plain murder, but then the revenge killing started, kill after kill, the bodies piling up. Not a single bandage because of a griefer tossing them all. Around six adults died in bloodshed and the rest of the village had to just stand in awe of how much killing happened in mere moments. But after the killings the village population evened out and the civ was in relative balance.
Near the end of my life I would name a newborn Ifeanyichukwu. It you've ever seen me I often give my children oluwa or chukwu names. These long names are fun, but as it turned out they are also very dangerous.
After a momentary break I logged back in to be born in a shuart.
As the who ended up somehow getting Ifeanyichukwu, Prince Goda II.
In the beginning as a child Ifeanyi lead bears to the civ, killing my mother and many of the adults as they tried hunting them. The village only had two arrows for the two bows, but I scrapped together another arrow and killed off the near by bears.
Ifeanyi kept killing the adults and soon all that was left were some working adults and something like ten children, only a handful able to hold knives. The children huddled together, eating the last gift from the previous generation that was fruitful bushes. Then one of the girls suggested we kill Ifeanyi. Telling her we would need to group together we went off in search and I had to follow to make sure she didn't die.
Soon enough we would hear another death scream and we then went to the sheep pen to see another dying, Ifeanyi was there. And I had a knife.
Recalling wise words from an elder months ago on how to kill people with a knife of which were "Spam all the buttons on them." I drew my blade and did just that.
As I was spamming my knife turned bloody, I heard a death scream, but I had just been spamming where Ifeanyi and my uncle were standing, both looked unharmed as I saw Ifeanyi run away north. (Yes, she ran as if she didn't get stabbed)
I was confused but after my uncle didn't die and them telling me I had slain the chukwu I felt at ease, and after checking the family tree she was indeed murdered.
I attempted to curse her, however forgetting she had a last name I, and all others failed to curse her.
Things were peaceful after that.
Sorry about the impossible names.
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Ifeanyichukwu, that would be my doing.
I was born to the Goda line, I forgot who I was but I was female.
It was terrible. There were so many people in the village all crowded around the berry farm talking while a few hard workers made compost and hauled water from afar.
Was in one of these last night. They would rather roleplay and be useless sponges than do anything constructive as they talk about being kings and queens lol. They will stay in the berries tens of minutes np and not lift a finger even as the bushes are dying around them as long as one still has berries! Always discernible by their 'crowns' and drama they are a true burden on any civ and even if they die from old age they manage to turn that into a problem doing so in the middle of high object areas causing more clutter.
I was told I was a 'princess' and that one of my Aunts had stolen my crown as it was dropped on the floor for me. I couldn't give a shit if you want me to wear a crown, I have zero interest in self appointed lords of the manor and if I do end up with a crown against my wishes it's going in the swamp
People who make the place succeed interest me and they'll get my backpack before I die as well as anything else including knives. Don't give a baby a backpack or it too might stash a knife in it in a few years and go on to cause real problems in a settlement's chances of success.
I get we all get a little sick of 'virtually working' at times but in a productive colony it doesn't feel like a chore at all and you can even take on roles that cover multiple bases like slaughtering sheep and being an 'on-call medic' at the same time, not to mention removing problem players from the gene pool and their crowns
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I was a Gen4 Goda/Shuart. Lots of killings. Lots of death. I just kept my mouth shut and kept working. I was good to see the line live on for 20 generations.
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