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Was anyone in the goose-cult town earlier today? There was so much crazy shit that happened there.

I was Missy http://lineage.onehouronelife.com/serve … id=2269527 only a few hours before. I wanted to get cows so I could practise making milkpaint, and got some butter out of doing so. It got some attention, so I thought I'd joke about a higher being providing his holy milk through a mortal being, and how I was the prophet that spoke and provided on his behalf. I thought it was funny, some people were actually following this Milky Way cult. That life was pretty normal, and funny, and coming to the end of my life I go north to the corn patch. I see a goose body on a stump running while its head was cut off. I had seen it earlier that life, but this time, there were people praising it. My disciples were trying to preach against it, so I joined in. I recorded my religion down and taunted them saying that mine would last, as it was written down. Then I die with my last holy words.

Fast forward a few generations, I'm born into the middle of whatever the fuck this is

As it turns out, the goose cult had thrived and fallen with different priests and a whole shrine within the few hours I had been away from that town. I was baffled. There was murder EVERYWHERE. It had the longest murder chain I've ever seen in all my time of playing. All because of some heresy over a goose. Also, all signs of the Milky Way had been erased. All the butter was taken far far away, and the note I wrote was lost forever. The only remaining evidence was the bucket of blue paint I made, and a note stating that anything to do with cows is satanism and blasphemy to the goose religion

I don't really know what to say about this really, but it was both hilarious seeing notes demonising the Milky Way and praising this one goose, and shocking to see so much blood everywhere.

Pluck the stone from a hoe so it can be placed on another tied shaft. This should help combat some of the iron shortage, so people can still till soil when they're running low on steel, at the cost of durability and time to grow the necessities.

Save resources on rubber, but get the same advantages as having tires on carts, obviously it would be slower however.

Kevin Youree was born to a village nestled nicely in between the jungles and swamps. It was chugging along, but it really could use some rubbery refinement!

I was young, about 6. I found two buckets filled with latex; evidence there was a knife around, and a person working on rubber. I had to get my hands on it. In the meantime, worked on finishing the rubber tyres. Didn't take too long, perhaps 3 minutes. Some people took notice, including one with a knife. They were surprised and please, I inherited their apron and knife! Success!

Next, spend some time gathering buckets to collect latex. Might take my new cart too, but can't as I'm too young. Go West, North and South- Nothing. Went East, I had a lucky break. A jungle as far as the eye could see riddled with rubber trees. Shame it had as many mosquitoes as it had plant life. Go to cut the first tree, no trouble, placed the bucket. Go back to fetch the other bucket, and went to cut the next tree. I got to slash it, but a swarm got me as I was placing the bucket.

I'm very lucky to be right next to a tundra, perfectly countered my overheating, so I had a backup plan if I was ever bitten. Grab a banana afterwards, bring back latex. Tell the townsfolk about the many gold veins I saw on the way, then leave. Go to the desert North West I found to get sulphur, but it runs out, meaning I have to go searching again after this batch is done (Funny, the next one I found was sat directly in front of a monolith like a symbol of good luck). Cooked the oil, mixed it in with the sulphured latex, but the fire goes out before I could bake the tyres. It was even worse, people kept taking my bowls and buckets, trying to fill them with water and such (Seriously though, COULDN'T YOU TELL THEY WERE FULL???). Make a second cart with rubber tyres, now we're getting somewhere!

Last batch (Very unfortunately) I was undecided on making rubber balls or tyres, I had fun making them in the previous life (Ege (Zoeckler)). I went to get the rubber, sulphur, oil. All went smoothly. But I got greedy, and started chasing the latex before I even finished firing the tyres. I go deep into the jungle rather than sitting on the edge, and get swarmed by mosquitoes just after I finish slashing the rubber tree. Darn! I have to run out of here to get to the tundra, or I'll starve!

Then it happened. I foolishly ran into a second swarm. I ran back into town tearing at my itchy bites before fainting. I never woke up.

http://lineage.onehouronelife.com/serve … id=1828239 Latex Lord
http://lineage.onehouronelife.com/serve … id=1827130 My first rubber run

I was your last victim. You killed my mother at birth and then me at old age. We were working together to find a griefer who had stabbed all the sheep and possibly stole all the crockery and a hammer. I don't understand how you came to the conclusion that I was the griefer, but I was hurt when I realised your shot wasn't a mistake, and you did intend to kill me. I never took a hammer, I borrowed 3 bowls for stew making and I never even went near the knife. I spent my whole life farming to keep chugging out stew.
Could you please comment on this, I thought we were friends for that lifetime, and I want to know how I was deemed the griefer.