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This is why carrots are best kept until you have sheep or steel tools. You need to add soil and till the row every time you want to plant them, and it can be a bit hard on your stone hoes.

That's awesome! Mom has no say in what happens if she don't feed or name you

Berry, it's me. Rabbit.

I made a grave pen for the carrots, and buried you, Uncle Lee, and my mom in it. Thanks for saving me. I'm not sure if my mom didn't notice me or what, but she was nowhere to be seen when I first opened my eyes. You are my second mom, and certainly the one who lived the longest.

Thank you for tolerating my pig killing obsession. The pigs killed my mom and they needed to pay. I think they killed Lee too. I killed yet another pig after you died, then passed on the family pack and arrow to my granddaughter, who I tasked with tending the carrots. I died next you and my mother by the grave pen.

I think adopting a baby gives that baby your last name. I haven't been able to see this in action though since I've only ever adopted babies who were already related to me.

Yeah, I was hunting rabbits, feeding babies, and farming at the same time. Probably should have let a few of them die, but one of them was you so that might have ended poorly. It looks like they're still going, so that's nice!

Every time I came back to drop off the rabbits, the berries needed soil. There were baskets around for soil. I made sure of that...

Oh hey, I was your mom! I spent my elder years out hunting rabbits. Was wondering where all the kids were when I came back. Guess now I know.

This reminds me of my lesbian berry farmer run. I didn't have kids. All of the women around me were having kids, but not me. I adopted nameless babies and showed them to my mom. "Not mine," I would tell her. "So no name. But I love them anyway."

Eventually I explained to my mom that the reason I wasn't having any biological kids was because I was a lesbian. She was understanding and loved me anyway. One day she asked me why I hadn't named my son, and I had to explain to her once again that it wasn't my kid I was feeding. It was my nephew.

I eventually had a son. Literally seconds after my mother died.

It's a good feeling, huh? Not only did you have multiple generations of descendants, they built something that helped an entirely different family thrive later on! My Eve runs rarely ever work out that well.

The more common way people grief with locked doors is to lock everything the town needs in the room and then hide the key. Locking people in rooms is probably only working right now because of the new players who don't know about locks.

It sucks, but it's not as common as you'd think.

What kind of time commitment would something like this be? It could be fun, but I work a full time job and have never done anything like it before.

Yeah, this can be frustrating. It's not so bad when you're in one of the first gens and you can gently boss people around and tell them what to do next, but later on in civs people just run around and do the only job they know how to do. People in civs just don't communicate as well because they're so focused on their task I guess. The newbies get lost in the cracks and tend/expand the berry farm, because that's what their mom told them to do as a baby.

I've kinda enjoyed my Eve (or child of Eve runs) more lately than living in civs, because it becomes pretty obvious that most of my kids don't know what they really need and I can teach them. In two of my most recent games I had kids coming up to me asking me to make a shovel before we even had a forge. I explained to them what we needed to do to get the shovel and now they know a little more.

I'd like to add that carrots can be a good first crop because they grow fast and you might need some food while you wait for the berries. But realistically you need to make sure you have enough milkweed if you're going to be planting carrots before you start smithing, because that hoe's gonna break. A lot.