 | | Recommended | by JOEL
7.3 hours on record |
| | Posted 7.9 years ago | Last Played 7.0 years ago |
MY MOM TOOK GREAT CARE OF ME AND REFUSED TO CARE FOR OTHERS UNTIL I WAS AN ADULT. LETTING ME NAME MYSELF. I MOSTLY HUNG AROUND HOME EATING BERRIES WHILE SHE AND HER FRIEND WENT OUT TO HUNT. IN THE END WE WOULD COOK AND EAT RABBIT. AFTER SOME TIME I MANAGED TO CRAFT SOME THINGS AND USE CLAY IN ORDER TO MAKE A KILN. I WAS EAGER TO HAVE MORE FAMILY TO HELP GROW THIS HUMBLE LAND...THIS IS WHEN I LEARN... |
| | Recommended | by Timmah
14.6 hours on record |
| | Posted 7.9 years ago | Last Played 7.8 years ago |
There was a women that gave birth to a son named Joel, she was strong. She die to starvation. She gave everything for she son Joel. I was that son! Mother!!! |
| | Recommended | by MysteryPoo
1.4 hours on record |
| | Posted 7.9 years ago | Last Played 7.9 years ago |
I lived a quiet life after my mom left when I was just old enough to feed myself. I never found human contact again and roamed the wild. I built a wall to leave my legacy behind. Never could figure out fire. I died in a natural garden of berries and will fertilize for the next soul. I will live again I believe. Until then, best of luck my cousins... |
| | Recommended | by MrGreen
4.1 hours on record |
| | Posted 7.9 years ago | Last Played 7.9 years ago |
Lived until 60, Was part of a thriving colony then everyone slowly moved on or died... i was the last one, hunting and trying to build a home.. I had a farm to rival the heavens and a lovely little adobe kiln. with my last dying actions i gathered all the food & placed them in baskets for the future generation of nomads passing by to thrive off of.
TLDR
This is a Good Fucking Game, But ... |
| | Recommended | by JosephBelgier
4.7 hours on record |
| | Posted 7.9 years ago | Last Played 5.8 years ago |
I finally made it to the age of 58
I was born into a small matriarchal farm, led by mom and grandmother. As soon as I was able, I was to go out and collect berries with my basket, so mom could feed the other children. Before long I had a big weewee and it was upon me to take the wheelbarrow, carrying a basket of berries for my journey and a few baskets filled with empty water pouches. Grandmoth... |
| | Recommended | by Ben
2.1 hours on record |
| | Posted 7.9 years ago | Last Played 7.9 years ago |
DAY1: This game presents an interesting case study in forced player interdependency. You are spawned out of thin air, completely at the mercy of the time and patience of another adult player (of the feminine persuasion) and you're in this state of utter helplessness for a not-insignificant portion of time (and right around the point in your parents' life when they're just getting the hang of thing... |
| | Recommended | by mo
15.4 hours on record |
| | Posted 7.9 years ago | Last Played 7.8 years ago |
Fun game! Takes a while to get the hang of it but I think that's the point, I'm excited to see how we all evolve. |
| | Recommended | by bigrobfunk
9.4 hours on record |
| | Posted 7.9 years ago | Last Played 7.8 years ago |
Had a loving mother that raised me to 4 years old, then went to forage; got eaten by a wolf.
Next 3 lives, had jerk mothers that let me die before the age of 1.
Reborn as Eve and raised too many babies to know what to do with, all while trying to figure out how to use a stick and a rock together. Died of starvation while naked at the age of 21. Good time. |
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