remembering

startafight · 2018-11-03 04:12:11

its been a while since ive played and honestly, i expected it to be a shit show. but this life really proved to me why i loved ohol so much.

i was born into a small farm to a mother who named me blue and amused myself as an infant by smiling up at her. grandma saw me and said it was very cute and gave me her clothes before she passed. the farm life was mundane and i thought not a lot had changed about ohol in the past month.

however, things changed when the bear attacked. as soon as i saw the mauled figure of two of my cousins i took off on the road that led out of the farm. the road seemed to stretch on for miles and it led me to a massive town overrun with children of varying ages.

there was a girl that had maybe just hit 12 holding a boy at knifepoint, my unnamed younger brother. he stood over a corpse with blood on his knife.

as soon as he saw me he cried "feed me!"

but i merely called out, "you are creed" as he bled out.

i left the situation to diffuse as i continued to hunt for arrows. gathering the three needed i rushed back to the farm, following a cousin who held a bow. together we tracked down the bear and slew it.

peace returned for a while and i returned to the town. the murders had quietened the place but there was more to this town than the people, there were pages. all scattered across the town were pages and pages. a princess who had repopulated, an eve that had found the place, someone who spent an entire life getting to the village. it was as i read the words "books in the upper left box" i realized what i had stumbled across. it was a library.

when i last played ohol paper was merely a murder weapon, maybe a joke to pass to the next individual. but these pages spelled out a legacy.

as i explored further i found things i had never seen before. a grand mango orchard stood next to the smithy, and above were stacks of paper.

and it was then when i remembered that it was this idea of a legacy that initially drew me to this game. i tried to piece together when eve tarr had arrived to this town, and why we had inherited "dragon" instead. there was another family in the village with us that also had the last name "dragon" and i assumed one of my ancestors had adopted them, or maybe they had adopted us. nonetheless, we had merged into one family.

there was something grand about this life, despite all the murders. maybe it was the taste of a new fruit that grabbed my attention, or maybe it was the pages that explained our ancestors lives in a decrepit library. either way, it was fun being able to enjoy a full life again.

ps. hey mom- thanks for the hat

http://lineage.onehouronelife.com/serve … id=1306281

AnobeseWalrus · 2018-11-03 04:33:05

OMG! You were my dad!

Tarr · 2018-11-03 05:01:18

I wish those stacks of papers had a happy story like those mango trees. Basically my first life in the town was one of much work with one of my daughters. We worked from the day she could help until the day I could barely muster to eat anything more than a berry at a time. I originally wanted the papers to write a large copypasta story to leave within the town but by the time it was ready I was much too old to start writing.

My second life there was short and filled with anger as I was born to the dragon family. The papers I worked so hard on were half gone, most now covered in nothing more than random gibberish. I threatened to kill anyone who even thought to waste anymore of the paper and as soon as someone did he was struck with an arrow. All I could see was red in that life, all my selfish work was being wasted by people who didn't care. We had plenty of stuff laying around to make paper but they'd rather take the already made paper and waste it.

After the first man an elder gentleman met the same fate for attempting to chase me down with a knife. A young queen with a crown ended up catching up to me and that was the end of that life.

The third life I returned as Eve back on my mission to finish what I had started the first Eve life in the village. I didn't even notice any of my children in the start of collecting the branches I needed for my work. Thankfully the dragon family noticed the babies and took care of each one I had neglected in my work. I would bark at the village, scolding them for wasting so much paper in their previous generations when a women attempted to show me my own field of paper. Annoyed I just kept collecting up supplies until Jeanne asked if she could help.

It started with just me and her but suddenly others had joined in to help with the paper making. What had started with a two man team grew into six people all working together in harmony with their only purpose to make paper together for the future. It was at this moment it sort of clicked with me. This wasn't just all my paper, this was our paper. Once we finally finished Sundai cheered me on to write my story but there was no way I could be that selfish.

Jeanne asked me to write the rules for the paper and around the left side I wrote the rules and the little story that goes with them. The actions of all those people coming to help touched me and made me realize the mistake I was making. I was only thinking about myself instead of all the great people around me. And with that I decided all this paper we made was for the future generations. My story was over and now it was time for the children to write their own.

TL;DR: Do a lot of hard work, random people ruin it, be a dick, through the kindness of others realize my mistake and try to make it right.

startafight · 2018-11-03 05:48:47

AnobeseWalrus wrote:

OMG! You were my dad!

hi son! were you daring? sorry i couldnt save you. killed ur mom tho

Tarr wrote:

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that makes a lot of sense! a few of the pages had repeat stories on them but many ppl followed ur rules. or just didnt have anything interesting to write i guess. its nice that u got help in the end tho

AnobeseWalrus · 2018-11-03 10:44:51

startafight wrote:

AnobeseWalrus wrote:
OMG! You were my dad!
hi son! were you daring? sorry i couldnt save you. killed ur mom tho
Tarr wrote:
...
that makes a lot of sense! a few of the pages had repeat stories on them but many ppl followed ur rules. or just didnt have anything interesting to write i guess. its nice that u got help in the end tho

Thank you for taking me in when i was abandoned. Im sorry i put such a huge task on your shoulders. Blue II was really a terrible woman. so im glad that she was killed.

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