a multiplayer game of parenting and civilization building
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A bowl of butter was wandering around a pen and I butchered a sheep that then proceeded to drop meat as its bones slid about the pen.
a half eaten goose becomes a mouflon that you can ride!
WHAT IN THE HELL! Craziest glitch ever.
Racial slurs are griefing. Racism in OHOL is not part of gameplay or even RPing. There is no advantage in the game to being white and all males are equally inferior to females. Since, we police and socialize ourselves in this game I’m telling everyone right now that I will stab you or shoot you with an arrow myself if I ever see that bs. And I’ll curse you to donkey town and tell my children to curse you. If you are a racist, you don’t belong in my village.
oooooh. someone build a maple tree maze!
I think we're supposed to deal with boredom creatively. What to do in the big city:
be a gold prospector.
build a maple tree park.
Produce backpacks and clothes for all.
Be the best baker, making the maximum variety of baked goods (why does no one do this?)
Be the town crier by carting around the four most important pieces of paper and reading them to the kids.
Forage for hidden knives and crowns and collect the scattered dishes
set out horse hitches across the land.
create a pyramid
Cart buckets of water from afar
knife battle to the death with a willing elder.
I had an idea for a quest long ago. It was to find a fountain of youth which is a very rare well that fills your hunger for life. There would be only a few on the server and you could go looking if you where bored
Love it. I guess posts would decay after a while? It might be a little misleading if the posts are several generations ago.
Also since you can't dispose of paper in-game currently it might just pile up?
That's the beauty of the board. You could put the most important stuff on it when its relevant, an take down posts when they are no longer needed.
I want to be able to nail notes to blank signs making a town bulletin board. The important, current notes can be attached with an arrowhead, arrow, or knife. It wouldn't take the place of signs because we still need those for town names and to designate the medic hut. But it would help with a few things. The important town news could be posted. Think :NO MORE RABBITS WEST. GO NORTH. or how about :TAKING CART WEST FOR IRON -MOM . You could also post classifieds for jobs or your romance role playing. :NEED WOOD STACKER AT FORGE or :SEEKING THIRD COUSIN FOR MARRIAGE ASK JEN . Lol, I need this.
wow. not cool.
The disconnecting babies began asking to be murdered so that they would be lineage banned from the town they kept spawning into. Some townspeople obliged them.
I’m nervous about steam players because we’ve had to defend ourselves in the face of griefers in the past. Now that we have donkey town, I feel a little safer. Someone tell me it will be ok. And tell me why steam players will improve the game?
Get ready to make even more bowls. The bonsai grief is coming. sh*t
There are so many more pits out there than german shepards. 80% of the dogs you see are pits. thats why the statistic is high.
I love having 1,000 dogs. But I would like to put puppies in a basket. That's a must, really. Also, can we please throw unwanted dogs into abandoned wells? Or can we hire bears to kill them? Snakes? If we can kill them, than we can bury them with graves and all. the headstone can say "BEST FRIEND". I would like to see a pit-bull take out a cow also. Dogs had a purpose in their creation, and they seem to have none at the moment except to tickle my fancy. Teams of dogs pulling sleds? Dogs getting tied to trees around the village to ward off penguins? Can we kill cows to make leather collars? More dog stuff please. Gold name tags. Veterinary care. Cats.
As a kid I care for berries or collect wood. As an adult, I can do any job but smithing is the best because people come and ask for things. No body ever says thank you to the baker. and I like to build roads when I get board in a big town like NorthTown/Middle-Burg/SouthTown.
Jasonite
Please bakers, maximize yum by making a variety of pies! There are 7 kinds of pie: berry pie, rabbit pie, carrot pie, berry carrot pie, berry rabbit pie, carrot rabbit pie, and mutton pie. Even though mutton pie fills the most hunger, it doesn’t give those extra yum points.
I followed you into the dark, My Queen. My life was only 56 minutes, but my love for you is eternal.
I once read a bloody note that read, "GUSH GUSH GOES THE BLOOD." shuuuddder
When you are cursed I believe its fifteen lifetimes before you are no longer cursed.
I always oblige romance rp, especially that gay stuff.
I noticed that my daughter Lambert wasn't responding soon after she was born. I was devastated and carried her around until she grew too big. She stopped in a green spot just below the forge and there, I started a fire beneath her feet. I had several more children of my own, many of whom died young of starvation in our meager town, but I worried that Lambert would be my last daughter, so i fed her berries as I tried to tend to tool making. I raised all of her children that she birthed even as she remained in a coma. To my surprise I had another daughter just before I went grey and named her Janice. Feeding her on berries alongside her catatonic sister broke my heart, but she grew up strong. She took over my job at the forge and crafted a knife to vanquish snakes. I stayed by Lambert to keep her fed and name her infants who would be raised without the comfort of their mother's milk. I grew older still. "I'm afraid to leave Lambert," I told Janice. "I'm afraid she'll die without me."
Janice, always so practical replied, "She may die, Mom," and I was in agony, so helpless. Janice promised to raise Lambert's children and was relieved when Janice picked lifted Lambert's newborn son and named him. Such joy I had inside. Somehow I found comfort in the idea that I had done all I could. Just then, Lambert's hair went grey. I fed myself and said goodbye to my family. "Goodbye my Loves. See you in the next life, Lambert." My heart swelled with gratitude that I was blessed with two amazing daughters. Lambert, who saved our village even though she was not well; and Janice, who's fortitude and heart inspired me to keep going when I thought I couldn't anymore.
Bless you both.
When your kid steals your kiln adobe and pounds it into an oven base.
I had a hatchet that said "I'm working on it" so that was convenient.