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TBH I don't know what is happening or who is hosting, I just did a whois on server1.onehouronelife.com and saw godaddy was the registrar, maybe that doesn't mean they are hosting, maybe it's you hosting from another PC in your house or something, but, none-the-less, it's happening. I can't recall a single day I've not had a disconnect playing, but like I said, I play an average of 9-10 hours a day, some days it's been 0 hours, but many it's been almost the entire time I've been awake. And on a day where I might play 14-18 hours, I probably get an average of five disconnects every one of those days, and some days it's much worse.

This is also something that needs work, either the corpses should be able to occupy the same tile as the bush or plot of soil, or, if the corpse is just going to instantly disappear, have it do so in a manner similar to when you pick up a corpse fully clothed with a basket and the person's belonging are scattered about around the edge of the farm, onto the nearest empty tiles.

While I'm thinking about it, there is a really nice trick for moving objects to the outer edge of a large messy area using another player (child) that can still be picked up. They pick up the object, you pick them up and it's instantly transported outward to the nearest tile so long as the tile you and they are standing on is occupied. Works great for transporting carrots to the outer edges of those really messy towns. If you had really good coordination/communication with a third party and a really big mess it could be a real time saver for instantly transporting good 10, 20... who knows how many tiles!?

As for exactly at what point the picture changes, from one stage to the next, I haven't the foggiest idea, if, that is what you were truly wondering.

Thank you for your help, and the part about me potentially coming upon one of your bodies, was meant for you.

Know I would have put your remains to rest, somewhere pleasant, respectfully.

I've been born in that town (the large one to the south) about 10 times in the last 3 days. The first time I was third generation and spent a lot of my life making the stone roads spaced 3 apart in the hopes people would use them as the corners of 3x3 plots of land, which I've tried to encourage people to make in several towns over the last few weeks, since we started getting new crops.

See: https://onehouronelife.com/forums/viewtopic.php?id=2160

Other lives I've spent the majority of time hauling soil and water, gathering rabbits, or making carts, many while raising children.

Because I spend so much time outside of town, I too noticed the forge to the north, and figured someone took a break from the big city to practice some work on their own away from town; I love seeing when people do that. Finding small settlements 10, 20 or 30 screens out from major ones is one of the joys of exploring and gathering resources from far away.

I saw the forge, surrounded by floors, walls and the nice fenced in area west of it. The roses were a nice touch and I like how they help to discourage people from taking the long straight shafts from the fence. Something I kind of wish Jason would just lock into place and add more types of gates to the game so we can have more realistic looking, and functional, corrals for various types of livestock.

I may have even overheard some of your conversations as I passed by while gathering rabbits, big rocks and other resources from the area north and northeast of there. It was pleasant to read players were teaching each other, which, sadly, doesn't happen as often in larger towns as people get swept up with the mess and are just running around like mad for food or looking for this tool or that item...

In my later lives I did see a few bodies, east and northeast of the big town, and east of your town, but I have not been acting as gravekeeper so much now that things have changed. Had I thought to check your name as I passed by while you were teaching, and made the connection between that and your body, which, I probably saw in a later life, I surely would have given you at least a burial with a gravestone somewhere near your abode. If you were one of the bodies with fur, or had a shovel, knife, bow or backpack. I collected most of that stuff up and saw that it found uses where it may be needed. One life I brought back three knives I found, to the big town, probably something I would regret if I'd lived there again to see them misused.

Come to think of it, I may have even asked you "Why do you use stone for walls?" To which you may have replied "Why use them for roads?" I hope you read my post linked here and can understand why I do that. While walls do look nice in some ways, as the game is now they most just get in the way. Now that people can put locks on doors, it's even worse.

Sidenote to Jason, if you happen to read this. I've read a lot of your blogs, and about your life as you've moved around the country. I find it a little disappointing, the juxtaposition of what you want in a community, IRL, coupled with the games and features you've made over the years. While it may seem fun to make games to experiment with these concepts, like the Castle Doctrine and now the weapons, locks and walls you are adding here in OHOL, and to see how they play out, I want to remind you you are also perpetuating the attitude that these things are necessary parts of our lives. It's not so much that they actually are, it's that if people think they are, than they remain so. And if you truly want to live in better, safer communities and want the same for others, I would implore you to reconsider adding such elements to games in the future. Games, their communities and the people who live with those people, are influenced through attitudes that we pick up through these experiences. I'm from the US too, and I've lived in some very low income neighborhoods like those you've stayed in due to your attempt to live a low impact, low budget lifestyle. Attitudes are freely shared, and bad attitudes which can lead to poor choices and behavior, do get shared more among people who are impoverished or even young, headstrong, angsty and naive. If you want the secret to civilization, it is found in people who rise above these things and do not perpetuate such attitudes, behaviors and ideas among their family, friends, or even strangers who they share their homes with. This is how we have risen, generation after generation, out of our primitive past. That and the culling of such people through war, murder and imprisonment. All of which I hope we will also see, are as primitive as we once were, no matter what sophisticated means we use to do these acts. I can only imagine the rest of the thoughts you've had on things such as this, but I feel you are a promising game designer, probably a really decent father, all fathers considered, and would be both a pleasure and a challenge to argue, debate or simply discuss such matters with. Though as a father of three already, a spouse and the lead and near sole designer of the development of this game, I can only imagine those things vying for your attention, were we ever to discuss such things. I'm not someone who would idolize you, though I've always had a level of respect for people who were comfortable coding for computers, the people on this planet I respect most are the physical scientists who grant life power and control over the universe; from the particle physicists to the cosmologists. They do wondrous things for life, so that we; humans, who can grasp the nature of their discoveries, can manipulate far more than our biology and chemistry would have otherwise allowed. In some ways your communications are like theirs; the way you have the power to manipulate people via code and technology. You still have a lot of future ahead, your influences through your children and your gaming communities, will echo through your own little fjord of humanity. May that echo be one the people of the future greatly appreciate hearing from the past.

Founder, thank you for that little home away from home. Even if it was never a place I hung my hat, it was still pleasant to see. May it not yet be lost to time, as so much of our works have been. Maybe in some future patch Jason will turn the Eve spiral inward for a change, and we can revist some of these site for a time, if anything is still left of them. Then these works of our past and present; in game, forum and in the videos of those who make them, these works and stories we tell today, will be relevant in, perhaps an archaeological way, to the future.

You need to get an image url. If you want to share your own image that means uploading it to an image sharing sight that will allow other websites to access it. I and many others currently use imgur.com, but you can use any sight you wish.

Here, I'll make it simple.

After I uploaded the image on imgur, I right clicked it and opened the image in it's own tab, then right clicked that image and selected copy image address, or you can hightlight the url in the address bar and hold Ctrl and press C to copy the highlighted text.

Then, back in the message tab, I type

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paste the url https://i.imgur.com/WOGuWC0.png then close it with

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. and continue typing the rest of the message that will appear after the image.

I'll even share this screen so you can see all this BBcode.

If there was another stack there it was from the guy that was gathering rabbits same time I was.

I left that milkweed for the people to make the last stone hoe while I would get iron and branches so we could have more durable tools.

You didn't see me because I had to go and make another backpack. I didn't see another stack of furs able to be turned into a pack, but even if I had, I'd have left it for someone else at that point. I set the stack of furs you turned into a backpack, in the trees west of the kiln, that was the stack that I had planned to turn into a backpack. Not sure what you're talking about about 6 milkweed near home, the few i saw were scattered about south of camp. I never went NW though, maybe what you are talking about was up there. I was spending my life early on SW getting the furs, then East, in the badlands, gathering the iron, then farther and farther dead south to get the branches I knew we needed to turn into charcoal to make iron tools. I barely went to the farm ENE of fire, as time and time again I saw the farmers dropping broken stone hoes near the fire and I knew at the rate they must be going through them I wasn't about to take from their food when I knew there was a massive grassland south with that little patch of desert SSW that I could use to temp lock back home, saving food both ways and bringing back the rabbits west of that little desert patch, or food, branches and milkweed from the grassland S, SE, and E of that little patch of desert SW of home.

I was not around for this. Like I said, far as I know, there was not second pile of furs there in town and there certainly was not enough thread to make the back packs and the potential stone hoe before we had an iron one. I had to make the decision to leave those furs there and get the iron and branches (small curved shafts) so that people could get iron tools before it was too late.

I do agree that keeping the fire going for the sake of having a fire going, when we had several perfect balance temp tiles around that area was a little stupid. That is why I had to make trip after trip to both feed the production of charcoal and the people who don't know any better than to throw kindling on a fire just because the flames are low.

I know there was more in the badlands east of town, saw at least two when I gathered those two baskets full. If you found some somewhere else, good on you. But that is exactly what happened. I emptied the first basket of iron 3 tiles NE of the kiln and the second I emptied about 5 tiles ESE of the kiln, same distance SW of the berry bushes I saw in the SW corner of the farm.

Yet another reason not to take the last milkweed around the camp, need that pouch for the bellows.

I don't even recall an icy part (tundra?), must have been NW or N because I explored W SW, S, SE and E and all there was was the massive grassland S, the swamp just N of town, the little patch of desert between the swamp and grassland that was our home, the badlands east of town where I got the iron, and the few patches of desert SSE. The little patch of grassland I found beyond the prairie SE of town is where I found the milkweed to make my backpack, far from the few that i knew were left in the grassland back east.

We shouldn't have to do this; hiding resources. You pay attention to who is doing the running back and forth, who is bringing goods from far away and knows the lay of the land is the one who should get the pack. I've had to do just what I did to you and ask people for packs that I was planning to use, and they have given them to me. Generally why else would a person ask if they didn't plan to make good use of it? You have to learn to trust your family pein, we all work best together when we give willingly and wisely to one another. Had you said "I'll use it to gather more rabbits and make you one." That would have been the end of it. I would have told you where the snares were... or better yet, you should have known I knew where they were and given the pack to me so I could have brought you back enough rabbits to make a pack of your own. But you didn't trust me, and that is what hurts most of all about playing with you. You are as much a team player as many of the rest of us, people who are as good as both of us, yet, you just don't give them credit. Why? Because you make a stink about sheep pens as if no one else would have figured out how to make them without you. That's just you bullshitting yourself. There are such a small number of factors to consider in this game that anyone would have come up with a better solution than to use a fence, or, better yet, maybe the griefers who let the sheep out would have caused such a commotion that Jason would have simply locked the straight shaft into place and made a gate. Instead we have your garbage, shithole, sheep pens and worse, your attempt to make sheep pens from gravestones, and because your bad ideas are good enough, people aren't complaining, and we have to live with ugly, unrealistic products that your bad habits have made commonplace.

Your "skills" do not make up for the detriments you bring to the strength of the family. You are selfish and demeaning of others. You are not a good parent, you are not a good child. What you do, you do to gloat about later, or to call others stupid for not doing. What you do has gotten you, and the rest of us, only so far. You need to learn to care and you need to learn to trust. Now I would have trusted you, had you reassured me you were going to put that backpack to good use. More often than not I bring whole rabbits home because I trust that someone who knows what to do with the furs, will do it. Same goes for everything I bring home. I place my trust in the community and I do accept that sometimes a new person is going to know just enough to use it, or to experiment with it and to fail to put it to it's ideal use in that case. But that is part of the learning process.

When I have asked for a backpack, more often than not it has been given to me and I have put it to great use, because the person trusted me, and because of that, I felt more responsible to them; it gives most of us, compassionate humans, a feeling of duty when we are entrusted by our kin.

You clearly do not have that same level of trust in fellow players; your family. This is evident by the bulk of your posts and by many of my past interactions with you in game. I know you understand that things get better as people learn from one another. Our collective performance rises as each player's knowledge and good habits are broadened by experience. However, your treatment of other players, who's willingness to learn you underestimate at our peril, is a more of a detriment to the future of our gameplay than the ugly sheep pens you make are a benefit, to any family.

How about you focus on this one thing; be a better human being to other humans.

The game is fun and all, but you're not making the world, or our experiences, any better when you are being a selfish little prick.

You weren't there, the only person that had got those milkweed flowering was the person I can only assume was my brother or uncle who was gathering rabbits with me. Those milkweed were far from the main grassland S of town. You had to go west of the prairie where I collected all the rabbits just to get them.

All wonderful things to be proud of, tell it to Lost Connections.

What can I say? Your selfishness tipped the scale for me. I gave so much and all I wanted was to finish that pack to give even more, and at that moment, you neither reassured me that my efforts were appreciated, by offering the pack nor did you give me any indication you'd put it to good use beyond informing me you knew how to lock your temp. If you knew there was another stack of furs at the time you should have said so. So many good responses you could have made at the time. So many good choices, and you failed to make the right responses the two times I approached you about it.

Good for you, sure. But you broke my heart. Had you only trusted me with that pack, I'd have resumed getting rabbits knowing exactly where the snares were, and brought back enough for you and more people to live long, healthy, and happy family lives together.

I was doing the same thing, until I got deep into the prairie and had to start using the snares. I figured it'd be better to go for the berry bush I saw in the grassland west of the prairie, than it would be to continue digging up wild carrots, as there weren't many left. As I was collecting those rabbits, I kept thinking "I wish they knew." And as I was trying to forgive you in my heart, to trust you even though you hadn't trusted me, I was staring at those rabbits and thinking to myself, perhaps just a split second too long, and my food meter dropped just below the point where I would have made that run to the berry bush and survived.

That is the point of sacrificing for the sake of others; so that they may live better lives than we do ourselves.

One of my favorite moments, when you either make that first ax and clear the trees yourself, or someone else is smithing and you get the long straight shaft, make the ax, and get to clear them.

Your obsession with sheep coupled with your pissy attitude and lack of family values, makes me not give a shit about sheep. Heck, maybe even join PETA.

Better to have been loved and lost than never to have been loved at all.

With age comes experience. You may not value the experience of some of your elders, but none the less, they have something you don't. As you age you will regret not spending more time learning from people wiser than yourself; not having made showing repect to them a habit so that the youth that enter the world as you are dying, have learned to do the same. This is why we have to repeat mistakes over and over, this is why life is harder for us than it should be, and at some point your awareness of that will peak, and, sadly you will then immediately pass away.

Shame your screen is so small. You'd see a lot more. But also you'd see that number dwindling as not only are there less and less new players reaching those levels of expertise because they are willing to stick around, but because there are less players, less and less of the people already experienced want to stick around and put up with attitudes like yours. People play parenting simulators because they enjoy loving and being loved, even if it is just a simulation. Couple this with the survival aspect of the game and we can not only enjoy caring for each other, but we can provide for one another and do so, out of our compassion for our family. Even a child playing house, fort, or doctor has this feeling. It is instinctual. And if you lack it to some degree than it is because of something unfortunate in your past. Whatever that is, whatever all those events were that are anchoring your compassion, keeping you from being free to express your desire to care for others, whatever those things are, I want to encourage you to cut your ties with those experiences. Whatever past events discouraged you from trusting others, they were not your fault anymore than the person or events were the faults of those people. We already have bad habits outside of the game, in the real world, we can live in this one without them, if we are willing to leave them behind. Please, try to do so, and you will see that human nature is a truly amazing thing. It's powerful. Because of it we have great cities, great technologies and very deep connections through works of art. Don't write off love for mechanics or performance. Love would keep us together if every machine failed and love exists regardless of performance.

I was doing great until that encounter. Providing the most important things I could to our family, as needed.

Not the point of a multiplayer game. I'm glad you're here though and not playing a single player one alone.

I chose not to, that life. The desert we were living on was too small and too crowded already. Soon as I saw the smith was just off that patch of desert that was my first desire though. Instead I chose to give the family space, to bring resources rather than to add to the stress and clutter in the area at that time. I began exploring and became aware of the surroundings and put that knowledge to use.

You're good enough to play the game, now be better than the game and be a good person at the same time.

I'll die doing my best. Most times the situation is worse than the best one you've experienced.  The more we try to make it the best, for the most people, the more likely we are to be better at being better.

They will learn. Trust them and they will learn. From your trust they will learn to trust others, and your experience will greater for it.

These are words, not forced. If you read them, you do so voluntarily.
If you think about them, you ave my appreciation.
If you act more compassionately because of them, then you have my gratitude.

Everyone is a teacher, for better, or for worse.
You're good enough at the game, now be a better person.
Be kinder than you've ever been before.
Trust more than you've ever trusted before.
Have more respect than you've ever had before.

These are the skills I want you to hone in the game.
Make your sheep pens, but do so out of love and respect for your family.
Let them be the force that drives you when nothing else will and we'll all have more rewarding, more satisfying experiences in this game, working to ensure each others survival. There is no ladder here. No OHOL Championship Tournament. No trophy.
Only our family, our desires to provide and the elements which we must overcome to do so, for as long as we may live, be it 6 or 60.

We may not be immortal, but nothing is stopping our legacies from living forever.

outside of server updates,

but even then, our good deeds will not be forgotten, so long as there are people who care.

For ten years I gathered those rabbits, everytime I came home I found a new stone hoe had broken. When I noticed the third one break and no one replacing it, I decided it was time to switch gears. I ran east to the badlands, twice, collected 6 iron, took a bakset out to collect curved branches, 4 times farther and farther to the south, twelve in all I brought back, figured that would be enough, but between the person standing around eating all food, throwing kindling on the fire and birthing kids, and the person struggling to turn iron into a smithing hammer, they barely managed to get it with that. Finally I decided one more basket of whittled sticks and they'll have enough to make iron hoe, then I can finish the pack and go back out to gather seven rabbits, seven branches or seven iron at a time. I just wanted that pack, but I know, if I had made yet another stone hoe with that milkweed, we may never have seen iron tools.

Then, as I bring back the last basket of sticks, I see you walking away from my pile of furs with my backpack. One of the spoiled children, who was just getting in the way of the smith, making her frustrated, causing her to go through so much kindling, so many of the small curved shafts I'd brought back time and time again just so she could finally make that iron hoe they needed so much.

After you selfishly refused to give me the pack, I went out to gather more rabbits, since I knew where the snares were, I knew that whole area and I didn't touch the few milkweed around town because I figured someone might try to make a fourth stone hoe with it while I was gathering iron or branches. But no, all you could think to do was to take what you didn't earn.

I thought of you when I said that. Your post about making your own backpack and deserving it. It doesn't surprise me you now make this post because what I said to you struck a nerve. You know you didn't deserve that backpack. If you had any idea how much fetching I did for that family before you arrived and the whole time you were growing up, you'd have given it to me just for all the legwork I put into that settlement, just to make sure it'd pull through. I must have passed by a half dozen people who would run out, eat food away from town and then run back empty handed, when I was running out, temp locked, to every cluster of three poplar trees with a basket, turning rocks into sharp stones, branches to curved shafts and bringing three kindling back at a time from farther and farther south than anyone else bothered to travel.

If I hadn't switched gears and got that iron when I did, things would have been a lot worse for that entire family.

Having known the surroundings, you should have given me that pack. Instead I ventured further out to get more rabbits later. Even managed to find milkweed in a small grassland to the SSW and make my own backpack. Then I carried on gathering rabbits so others could have packs as well, and when I was far SW near that other grassland, and my food meter was little low, I figured I'd run to that nearby grassland to get food but the berry bush was two steps too far and I died with a backpack and basket full of rabbits far to the SSW.

I had a feeling that was you. So selfish, so undeserving. Glad my words struck a nerve deep enough you had to check the family tree and make this post. Gives me hope you can at least comprehend what people are saying, even if you can't reciprocate.

The new food.

Also, bowl of gooseberries can now be eaten.

Worth noting for travel & placing snacks around where people work.

I care.
And I know others do as well.
Don't be wrong pein, it's inefficient.