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I just finished my first life in Stormville. I was Trowa: http://lineage.onehouronelife.com/serve … _id=378174

I convinced a small number of people, including my brother Wayne, my aunt Tye, and her daughter Mary, and her other daughter Donna (who barely knew how to eat) to strike out with me and start a new town in a big grassland north of a big prairie due east. We took a couple of carts, some steel tools, and other supplies and headed out. A few died on the way, but I know Wayne, Mary, and Donna made it.

Immediately we cleared some land and Wayne and Mary started a farm. Donna, bless her, gathered berries, while I started a fire, ventured for squash and beans, kept things organized, supplemented food, and built a forge. Donna starved as I was trying to teach her how to make a snare. Wayne went off to find seeds and apparently starved--I never saw him again.

I died before I could say goodbye to my family. Mary, I hope your daughters lived. The last time I saw you, your milk had dried up.

That was much more rewarding than getting fat on pies and stew in the city.

Yes, I've said similar things to this in the past. There needs to be more variation between the biome--not just what occurs naturally there and how hot the biome is, but what you can (and can't) actually do there. To me it seems absurd to grow carrots in the arctic (not that anyone does currently) or berries in the desert, but beans, corn, and (eventually?) chiles should *thrive* in hotter climates. If you wanna build your town in a desert biome so everyone stays warmer? That's great, but you can't base your food on berries or carrots.

Or maybe just make things more expensive to grow in different biomes. Maybe growing berries in the desert is technically possible, but it'll cost you 2x water. Climate largely dictates cuisine IRL anyhow--why not mirror that?

Mother, you named me and all of my siblings LeBron. I enjoyed your banter around the fire as I grew. However, you and your sisters weren't exactly careful about population control, so by the time I was a young man, it was quickly becoming apparent that we were about to have a carrot panic.

My brother LeBron and I decided we'd remove ourselves from the farm for awhile so that the girls could live a bit easier. We roasted some rabbits and headed west to start a milkweed farm far removed from camp, as furs were in abundance, but there was no thread to be found. We traveled for some time before we found our first milkweed, but soon we found an abandoned farm plot with some basic tools and some empty rows of soil. LeBron and I managed to plant a sizable milkweed farm, trap and roast more rabbits, and manufacture some backpacks for ourselves, all while dodging bears from the north. In time, we grew to love each other. We were practically finishing each others' sentences by the time our milkweed was planted and watered.

Our task complete, we decided to head back to town to see who, if anyone, had survived. To our surprise, we found that a few young girls were still tending the farm, which had expanded and was doing well. They had also (hilariously) planted a milkweed farm much, much closer than the one we had planted. I raised a baby boy to hair age when his mother seemingly abandoned him. An older woman, Fable, told my brother of a vast field of rabbits to the southeast. LeBron and I again packed up, ready for a new adventure.

We were only able to make one rabbit trip before I began to grow old. I hunched over, an old man, as we were starting our third rabbit roast together (this kind of became our thing). Soon LeBron was also an old man. We said our goodbyes, proud of all that we'd accomplished together. Highfive, LeBron.

Yes. I had this to say over on the suggestions subreddit a couple of weeks ago: "[W]hat if items only decayed when they haven't been interacted with? As soon as an item is set down, its decay timer starts. When it's picked up next, its timer resets. This would allow for the natural decay of lost settlements while limiting the amount of stuff that just crumbles while you're holding it. If one minute = one year, let's at least assume that I'm maintaining my axe while I'm out in the field for a year chopping down trees."

I was an aging mother raising two girls--April and Joy--on a modest farm when we heard the bell. I was too old to have more children, so I knew that my time was limited. I told Joy, my youngest, that I would look for the town until I had run for what I estimated to be half of my remaining life. I vowed to return, regardless.

I found the town not three minutes from our little farm. I returned home, nearly getting lost on the way, and we soon set out as a family, saying a sad goodbye to my elderly unnamed brother who had devoted his entire life to farming carrots, When we arrived, I married April off to a handsome single man, and he promised to care for my family. I died soon after giving my clothes to my granddaughter.

April and Joy Lintz (my mother named me Boolean Linux), I hope you did well in your new home.

Yeah, I saw the same mentioned in another thread. Hadn't considered population caps.

Sure, it's only one additional step, but it might buy some time to get rid of the griefer and save the berry farm. Right now once a bush is dug, it's as good as kindling. Maybe replant + water on a timer, else the bush dies.

I had the same thought re: diversity of the servers--we might get an interesting trend in development that mirrors that of how the different continents developed IRL.

So, I have this question: are we to imagine the servers as different *universes* or as different *continents*? If universes, one apocalypse shouldn't wipe out all servers. If continents (albeit ones that will never make contact with one another), the one apocalypse should wipe all servers, but servers should have distinct traits that shapes how the tech tree develops on each. One server is primarily a desert biome, one is primarily grass, one is tundra, etc. That would be *so* interesting.

One worry I'd have, though, is that a nuked server might be simply abandoned by those who switch servers manually, so I totally understand the rationale behind wiping all of them. I was there for the first apocalypse and it was devastating in its enormity and exhilarating in the fact that I was part of that shared experience.

I was that girl. That town got griefed pretty hard later on. Gotta admit, though, having the name DEADRIAN was pretty badass.

Yeah bruh your mom hit menopause. No more milk. Anyone can feed you actual food, but an Eve can't breastfeed you not long after her hair starts turning gray.

To the old lady who, when I insisted that 6-wide carrot rows without gaps for baskets is inefficient, said "LOL R U RETARDED USE MORE SPACE FOR CARROTS" and shot me with an arrow, and who killed me again when I immediately respawned in the same place to accuse her of murder one baby letter at a time: have fun spending your lives running across farms carrying single carrots to likely full baskets. Also: you're a mean person.

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