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Calm thyself, Blood-Drinker! You speak of being the chosen ones, yet you kill each other in a naive attempt to please the Programmer, if he wanted us dead, why did he create us, using his Holy Code?!?
(Does this count as RP?)
Why did he enable stabbing men? To weed out the idiotic ''holy holly jolly fellers of the happy funshine church". He created the shrooms and their effects with his holy code, and yet he did not create the whs. Whs is a foolish attempt of man to go behind the creator's back and spoil his intentions to please their self-righteous ego!
learn to fight and dont be a pussy
you already bitch about something that was nerfed twice
also there isnt only you in the world, imagine reverse situation
the griefer just kills you even easier if you cannot handle with the ultra nerf slowdown
*Pein casually throws a handful of mucho-macho-ego around*
Poor, lost children of the Programmer. The Church of the Sacred Code looks upon your deluded cult with pity. We pray that one day, you too, will bask in the Glory of his Code!
Excusez-moi?! Shroomers are not deluded. Jason would not have created the shroom if we were not meant to use it, and bask in its glory. Shrooms are the only eyes we can use to see this fool world as it really is. Enough of that ''sacred'' bull. Who are you to talk about delusion when you yourself are blind? THE SHROOMERS WILL FIGHT YOU BOTH WITH A PASSION AND FURY GIVEN TO US BY THE MIGHT OF JASON!
Edit: Also cults are wins. They are... cult-tured. Cultastic! Cthulhu is worshipped by cultists... you have angered him. Step no further.
Climates-- To bring diversity and trade to the villages of One Hour One Life, we have to have each one specialize in a certain thing. To do this we need to make different climates for each. Maybe one was built by a lake, and so it specializes in importing fish. Another might be near a jungle and therefore trades its papayas (papayas?) for the other town's fish. Also trade hasn't really took off, because most of the time it's hard to find a town within walking distance of yours. You could make eves spawn a little closer to each other?
Evolution-- People who build farms in deserts might get tanner over time, or have tanner children. People who farm in a colder biome (that is slightly more hospitable than tundra, and has benefits so it would be a good choice) will have paler skin over time, and paler children. People who live in green will have their skin stay the same and have their children have the same skin for the most part.
Genetics tweak-- I understand that ginger-looking people can be born from all kinds, but it doesn't really make sense that the very dark boy would be born from a pale person.
Thank you for all the work you do on One Hour One Life
..... TO A DUEL!!!!!!!!!!!
How do we duel?? WHO KNOWS! BUT ONE DAY THE EGGHEADS AND THE SHROOMGODS WILL MEET AND SWORDS (OR KNIVES) WILL CLASH AN THERE WILL BE BLOOD AND WE WILL WINNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!
Such hard-shelled criminals as egg-worshippers will not defeat the warm hallucination cushion of the mushroomers! We will not back down! WE CHALLENGE YOU!!!!
+1. That's a good idea
I love it.
Awww thanks! ![]()
Am I too weird for forum? I am, aren't I?
*Act One of the Shroomplay*
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Shusan, a moderately attractive ginger with charming boobfreckles and ginger pubes(played by Aurora Aurora) is cradling a toddler of lumpy figure and dope-y face
Yonathon, a young stewmaker with janitor-style hair and a hopeful face(Played by TheRedbug) comes up to her
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Yonathon:Wife! We have us a child!
Shusan: Yes. It was good so I decided not to sacrifice it to the antispider gods.
Yonathon: (A shadow crosses his face) I thought we only believed in the stew gods. You said you'd converted.
Shusan rolls her eyes. Shusan: I only did that to please grandmumey (a stern, rope-building no-nonsense afrograms, played by Joriom)
In the background, Louise, a braided woman (played by lotus) is reciting poetry while three young children 'encore' her.
Also in the background, Starspawn, a curled girl with fierce eyes (played by Star) leads the bob army
Yonathon: I vote we call the child Superstewpergirl, savior of the people and enemy of antipasta.
Shusan: Well too bad because I'm calling her ANTISPIDERTM and there's nothing you can do about it.
Baby jumps down, starts asking for a backpack.
Shusan picks back up before Painseeker, a young curly haired boy of seventeen with a backpack full of knives (played by pein) can stab the little rotter and be over with it.
Yonathon: Let us consult the elder...
Shusan: Agreed.
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*Act Two of Shroomplay*
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Shusan approaches "The Elder", An old hag in all red wool with a smirk. Her name is Barltun but everyone calls her "The Elder" (played by karltown)
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Shusan: Elder we have a dilemma
Elder: OOO wuts dat u hav in ur hand? fresh meat? wld totes marry XDDD
Shusan: No XDs please, elder. Spare me this once
Elder: I'm still single all these years, wink wink wink. Part o' the lonely hearts club
Shusan: We need a name for the child
Elder: cmere baby.
Baby stays put
Elder: Ill giv u bp
Baby jumps all in a rush, flings herself towards elder
Elder picks up, "YOU aaaaRe BOOGR"
Baby is unnamed
Elder: "Dang.."
Shusan: Elder please
Elder: SHADDUP
Elder picks up again: "YOO ER BUuuger"
Shusan: Just.. give me a name please elder
Elder: Shroometta
Shusan(picks up): You are shroometta
Elder: Wait, I meant shrew meter. can we rewind?
Shroometta jumps down: "GIMME BACKPACK OLD PRUNE
Elder: Do me shroomsy (gives backpack)
Painseeker's ears prick up at the sound of happy children, gets out a knife but then becomes preoccupied by arguing with Mortimer, a sly-eyed Elvis man making a grave for a suicided baby (played by Morti)
*Act Three*
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Shusan approaches Yonathon guiltily
Yonathon: SHROOMETTA?! I always knew that elder hag was senile
Shusan: OH MY CHEEZUS YONATHON DONT LOOK NOW BUT UR MOMS APPROACHIN AND SHE LOOKS PISSED
Grandmumey (Jo Riame) approaches. There is a rope in her apron, four more in her backpack and a lasso in her hands.
Grandmumey: A grandchild. Is she pro? Is she.... (leans in, whispers) put-a-crown-on-a-horse-and-get-three-gold-ingots-for-grandmumey material?*
Shusan reluctantly puts down the child.
Grandmumey: SHROOMETTA? WHAT HAPPENED TO JORIA and/or JORIOM JUNIOR?!
Shusan: Er.... Elder... Er....
Grandmumey: This is the final straw. It is time to do what must be done.
Grandmumey ties the lasso around Shroometta's neck...
*Act Four*
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Grandmumey drags Shroometta to the church of soup. Yonathon and Shusan solemnly trail behind
Grandmumey greets the priest, an afro girl by the name of Yei-sun with something concealed in her backpack
Grandmumey: One Three Sister Stewdown please.
Yei-Sun: Right-o
Shusan: What will happen to Shroometta?!
Grandmumey: Nothing, just a ritual we all went through. It's called "bread".
Grandmumey gestures towards a tureen of boiling three sisters stew as Yei-Sun applies the word "Bread" to Shroometta's forehead with a charcoal pencil
Yei-Sun dips Shroometta upside-down and prepares to drop her into the pot
Grandmumey: (mutters) Honestly.. Shroom gods?! What were they thinking?
Yei-sun freezes: Wait, did you just say shroom gods?
Grandmumey: (apologetic) Yeah, they named her after the shroom gods....
Yei-sun's expression changes.
Yei-sun: Nice to meet some fellow Shroomers! Produces the concealed items in her backpack, four mushrooms.
Quickly and quietly she pops them into the mouths of Grandmumey, Shusan, Yonathon and Shroometta. Each one carefully relish the experience as yei-sun's face becomes that of a middle-age man, and a computer appears before her.
Grandmumey: Jeez these shrooms are powerful!
All (in unison): SHROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMS
Camera fades to Yei-sun winking
End
*How I joined forum- I was frustrated by the apocolypse so I searched for it and found joriom's post, was mad but still joined. ![]()
I was with you until the "no sacrifices'' part. So I've decided to make my own two societies to counter it--
Red Hat Society ("Cult Of Blood and Dead Lambs"):
Wear bloodred everything. (except bp and pants) Carry a knife. Sacrifice cursed or rude babies, dead lambs and the occasional sheep to a bell tower without a bell (altar, can be of any height).Honor the dead worshippers with bloodred roses and chants. Worship Satan and Cthulhu. Hold lit straight shafts over your head and shout, "CULT OF BLOOD! DOWN WITH THE WHITE ANGEL'S PURITY! UP WITH THE ROUGH UNTAMED POWER OF SATAN AND HIS MEN!" Founded by peasants. Archrivals of those goody-goody white hats and those stuck-up blue hats. You think you're better than us? Then feel our blades and Satan's wrath.
Blue Hat Society ("Us Fancies of The Noble Court"):
Wear all blue. There is a king and queen who wear all blue except for a crown on top. Do not eat meat, only delicate things such as buttered bread dipped in three sister's stew. (which should be a thing but isn't) Admire monarchies, kill rebels. Make a sacred building and treasure scripts. Write a history of the Blue Hats, or the town in general. Hoard; lock possessions in a chest and pass down heirlooms through generations. Archrivals of White Hats and Red Hats.
Nice drawings, wow! I'm all for this!
Another challenge: Would it be possible to pull off a winter farm, if berries and carrots nearby? My challenge to pros!
The one saving grace is her adorable boob freckles. *looks up at sky* THANK YOU JASON!
But yes! I SECOND THAT NOTION!!! We should do a petition for the "All Orange Rights Of Ginger Girl"!
If you stick a straw hat on the ginger girl and/or keep it inside the freckles don't grow. I have not tested this yet but am curious if anyone else on forum has tried it? Also the boob freckles are neat!
Our town was filled with kick-ass women. We called ourselves the amazons. After a while of basking in our all-female glory, some of us started wanting boyfriends. Shelly especially, who had always been a bit off.
https://imgur.com/a/fnThGYs
One day, a male called Max was born. Half the girls went to ask him out and immediately learned that he was gay. That didn't stop Shelly, who insisted she was going to rape him.
https://imgur.com/a/lZeBkK0
Eventually Shelly grew bored and called a bear, who ate max and a few others, including her. (karma!) Being amazons, we made a bow and three arrows in record time and stopped the bear. A few other boys came to town, only one survived and he was annoying and interrupted my smithing. (you know who you are but I can't remember your name)
I hope the fearless amazon women live long.
Me: http://lineage.onehouronelife.com/serve … id=1011200
Don't forget Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum, Peanut Butter and Jelly, Hunky and Monkey, (The Office reference
) Albus and Serverus, Lewis and Clark, Cain and Able and David and Goliath!
Yesssss thank you finally someone said it!
Look, I know that Precious is a cute baby (who might be cursed, because she hasn't spoken) but do you have to give her the backpack full of knives?
Are they still coming? Ive been eagerly awaiting them ever since the first batch came out and I got to joke around with my odd-looking kiddles.
I like it! ![]()
People keep complaining that the curse system “isn’t working”... maybe we just aren’t using it right.
1) Don’t feed a baby that’s not yours. Especially if it doesn’t say “f”. Not your baby? Not your problem.
2) Be a responsible parent. Don’t feed a baby until they say “f”. Don’t call babies “Reaper” or “Evil” or they’ll take it to heart. Also don’t mistreat your baby or call it dingleberry. Happened to me and I ran.
3) Cursed toddler? Say they’ll mend their ways? They aren’t evil? That’s the trick of a griefer. Whatever they did to make ten people hate them, they’ll do in your town as well.
4) Want to raise a cursed baby as a “problem child” and a “poor thing”? Think if you take care of this violent baby it will change its ways? Spoiler alert: it won’t. It will just think you’re an idiot and grief as it likes.
5) Use the curse system wisely! Don’t waste on someone who killed your idle daughter. Maybe it’s not a great thing to do but that person isn’t a griefer. Curse the real, nasty griefers that are anywhere and everywhere, and encourage others to do the same. Better yet, kill them.
Yesss! I didn’t think that happened often, am glad. As well as doing that if you have time make a crown. Tell them you’re from the future and have come to rule them, and you command them.
I don’t care what race he is. I doubt he’s actually even Asian. The point is, he’s posting stuff that is racist. (“Yellow man”? Seriously?) He’s been a troll for a while, should be banned and if you don’t believe me you can look at his post history..
I decided to have some fun with tutorial today. Here's me before I left my tutorial, after about twenty yrs smithing:
Here is me after breaking and entering someone else's tutorial. I was just seconds too slow to chat to "Eve Dickins", who finished the tutorial a few mins from now, made a bow but no arrows and died in the snake pit. Is that you? I found your grave still fresh, the milkweed you picked a few seconds ago not even a stub yet. How tragic.
My only daughter died yesterday and we had enough food stockpiled to last for a while so I taught my newish son Fredrik to smith, step by step. Hope he remembers. Also a few months ago as the only survivor and a male I had just learnt to smith but already had a love for the forge. Made a shovel, chisel, split rocks. We must have been not more than third gen but by my late forties I had made a bell tower base and all the tools. (I neglected the farm though
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