a multiplayer game of parenting and civilization building
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Imagine yourself in black, its raining, you dont have an umbrella, surrounded by others. Some are crying. Some are laughing, some are just sitting there bored. You stare at the vacant abyss in front of you and watch a gilded box slowly lower inside. The box contains all your memories and experience of this game. Your eyes dart over to the vacant podium housing a small microphone. As the box begins to disappear from view some people begin to leave. A feeling of urgency comes over you and you're compelled to say something. Maybe its a farewell to times past, maybe its a rant about the pain you endured, the tears you shed, and the laughs you shared.
What do you say?
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Ligma what you ask?
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veteran of an OHOL town called Karltown. Not really a veteran and my names not Karl
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Anyone up for an apocalypse?
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