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I was born to a rather confused Eve, who was wandering in circles gathering food. As soon as I was old enough I made a two baskets. I felt a little bad for leaving her behind, but my destiny lie ahead of me! My plan for that life was to find an abandoned village using Grim's guide. When I was 12 years old, I came across a grave and a handcart! I almost went in the opposite direction of the village to keep searching, but thanks to my better judgement I went north instead.
(I'm a little embarrassed to post this screenshot, I was so excited I misspelled HAND. This is my first time finding an abandoned village on my own!)
The town was ghostly quiet. When my first daughter was born, we were walking through the empty village together. There was a small sheep pen, iron and compost- so what made them die? I found a grave a little ways away from the others, it looked like a very important person. They had a chef's hat, a backpack (although decayed,) and a knife! I started picking off items from the grave, but little did I know I had just activated The Knife Curse. He was carrying not one, two, but four knives! As I clothed my daughter, I moved a little to the right and saw what the person was doing. There was activated Nosaj and an endblock. "We should hide" my daughter said, referring to the knives. "Yes" I agreed. With an uneasy feeling in my stomach I returned to the heart of the village.
I began to raise more children, clothing them in the rags of the people who once lived there, because it was the only thing we had. To my dismay it seemed more knives were emerging. In the decayed backpacks, around the pen, they were everywhere. At the height of The Knife Curse there was easily more than five knives. I had a decayed backpack myself, carrying two knives. I was feeding my sons as we stood by the berry bushes, when my older son Chris approached me holding a bucket. "Spare change" he kept saying, "put it in bucket."
"Don't have any" I replied, not really in the mood for roleplaying since there was still a lot to be done in the village. "You're hiding it from me" Chris said, and I knew this wasn't gonna be good. But suddenly my bag ripped apart and the knives fell out! He jumped right for them, and I had no choice but to grab my youngest son and run with the crazy change boy chasing me.
We hid out away from the village for a while, but I came back when I heard the cry of someone being stabbed. I ran to the scene and saw my son Turki with Chris right next to him, holding the bloody weapon. My daughter Chrissy came in and stabbed Chris, and there was no question who the griefer was. When the carnage was over I went to pick up the extra knives, but I witnessed my other daughter accidentally stab her child. That was enough! If the knives stayed, it would truly spell the end of our village. I picked up three knives and went to work hiding them behind trees far away from our village.
So that was the end of the drama. I spent the rest of my life teaching, gathering wood, and making new backpacks. I thought it was the end of the village, but my first daughter survived and had many babies. I asked to be buried, but who knows if my wish was honored. I was surrounded by my family in the very end!
The moral of the story is, don't fuck with The Knife Curse!
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Last edited by sinfulcliche (2019-01-20 02:47:08)
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I was once born into a town with seventeen knives.
There were more knives than people to hold them. A lot more. So many knives that no one even bothered to hide them, since there were always more knives somewhere. Eventually most of knives were gathered together in a central building to reduce accidental stabbings. Intentional stabbings were surprisingly rare, probably because all the previous generation's stabbers had already been stabbed. The population of the town was so low, I doubt it survived another generation.
It was a very unsettling village to live in.
Last edited by DestinyCall (2019-01-20 03:27:39)
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i was born into that town! everyone there was a noob (and judging from this story it's probably cursed) and so I ran very far north with a backpack and the last pie. I found a nice spot and I died at 45 of yellow fever. hopefully my children will survive. I had 3 survive childhood, two died while i was alive.
I think I made a good call because the only living family are the ones descended from me. this is why you should run away if your village is dying.
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Last edited by apereason (2019-01-20 06:28:06)
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if it has one apron and a knife, and one pack, very common its my grave, i seen most town have only one apron when i born back, and that was mine, 2 if i was there twice
my fam died out now, i found only a few dead bodies NE, some eve and her kid starved maybe or quit, one more bone pile when i turned south
nothing fancy, i cut a few trees here and there on my way
guess its nice to cut off a good spot for an eve, even if they don't follow, it allows them to make their own axe faster if they smart enough to not waste the few firewood before smithing
i turned the other way, but i had like 2 min after i got back to city, i found the camp of our eve, checking the fam tree, only the last kid was named
and they migrated west like 70 tiles, i found the eve camp but they didn't stood much, or maybe someone made the axe there, also we had a mien and 2 veisn very close but our dumb last female was exploring naked with a single stone in hand ran onto a bear
"don't go far from camp"
she was "k"
she died in 5 min
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i was born into that town! everyone there was a noob (and judging from this story it's probably cursed) and so I ran very far north with a backpack and the last pie. I found a nice spot and I died at 45 of yellow fever. hopefully my children will survive. I had 3 survive childhood, two died while i was alive.
I think I made a good call because the only living family are the ones descended from me. this is why you should run away if your village is dying.
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I was surprised to see we lasted that long regardless! It looks like either nocturnal infertility or noobness wiped us out. We did a lot better than our Eve, if you look at her other children they only survived to generation 3.
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