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(Focus on Home building and Toolmaking) Another week passes, your number system is quickly catching on, though the people have trouble remembering the various shapes of the numbers. Writing is not a well developed skill and it's hard to carve into pieces of bark but people manage. The new counting system is a great boon to the tribe's accounting, however besides quantity they are confused as how to approach things like weight or length. They had mostly been estimating how long food would last or how much a man could carry and length was the classic "hand, forearm and person" lengths. Shrugging you gathered the craftsmen together and proposed a set of measurement devices. You took a stick the length of your arm and found a large flagstone and marked the length of the stick on the rock calling it one length and told them that they should all use this length for everything in the future. The craftsmen were quiet for a bit until a younger man angrily demanded to know what was wrong with using his arm like they always had?! Sighing you found a much taller man and told them to look at their arms. They of course were a few inches different. You then took two sticks and trimmed each to the marks on the rock and showed how they were the same. You then go on and fill a bag with a few rocks, hang it from a tree by a leather cord and attach a bag to the other end forming a primitive scale. You explain how when it is balanced the stuff weighs "one unit". The gathered men are still quiet, but eventually shrugged and went back to their work. An hour later after you went back to making a hand axe to chop down larger branches for you house you catch one of the older craftsmen with his own oblong stone copying your "ruler" and toying with the scale and showing it to some of the women who maintain the stores of smoked meat. They scamper back and forth from the scale to the storage hut many times that day. You smile but glares from the younger craftsmen set you back to your work. Basic Weights and Measures invented You gather all the needed materials to start your home but a light wind storm picks up in the middle of the week and pushes you inside where you hide out. You are approached by the ladies in accounting about supplies and after a while of confusing questions you finally get that they are asking how to write down that something is "less than one but more than not anything". Fractions, after only a week of having counting theory. You think for a moment and try and show some examples. Taking a stick you cut into fourths and show them how there are "four little sticks in one big stick" and then draw a "1/4" calling it "four in one" as "fourth" is lost in translation. The three women nod and dash back to where ever they came from. The next day you head out to collect your soggy building supplies only to find a few of the older craftsmen putting the finishing touches on a basic hut structure not far from the little crafting circle where they work. One of the elder craftsmen, Strike, loved your scale idea so much that they figured they would give you head start! Most of the main body is set up, all that is left is to wrap the walls and build a roof. You do notice that none of the younger men seem to be involved. These you quickly finish up by weeks end. More work needs to be done to winterize and personalize your home. Hunting is okay this week, the storm cut most trips short, but what game is found is decent. just before the week is done one of the scouts returns out of breath. After he calms down and takes some water, the story comes out. The windstorm uprooted a tree near the creek where the tribe gathers small amounts of clay. The tree fell and dammed up the river, shifting the river's course. This revealed the entire river bed for a few hundred feet, exposing more clay than the tribe had ever seen along with something else. He holds out his hand to those gathered around, the Chief taking a few of the rocks and puzzling over them. He shrugs and passes them back to the scout with a dismissive grunt, motioning to the shaman and you to take a look. As soon as you get a chunk of the green rock the smell of old pennies fills your nose. Its copper ore.  Stats Winter is 1 month and 2 weeks away. Tribal Inventory (this weeks gain) Food stores are good (3 Months worth) (+1 weeks) Supplies are great -Stone 600 stones (+100) -Clay 2000 bricks worth (+1500) -Wood 3000 arm length logs (+200) -Copper Ore 20 palm sized stones (+20) -Leather/furs 140 pelts (+10) -Population 234 Men, 265 Women, 76 children (+4 children) Tribe Skills -Stone tools -Fur/Leather Working -Basic hut building -Number Theory (counting numbers, fractions) -simple weights and measurements -pictographic history -basic herbal medicine -animistic belief system -basic weight and measures system Johnson Skills -advanced mathematics -laymans/high school grasp of everything else -paragon accounting skills -Basic stone tool making skills Johnson Inventory -laptop and charger (15%) -phone and charger (45%) -pen and notebook -flint knife (rough) -Flint hand axe (fair) -granite hammer (rough) -Hide and wood hut (rough) Chose one Major Focus and one Minor focus for the next week. A. Focus on learning how to hunt. B. Focus on socializing C. Focus on learning from the Shaman D. Focus on learning about fighting E. Focus on building a home F. Focus on learning about tool making G. Focus on exploring H. Focus on trying to find the Wild Scout I. Focus on going to the Spider Tree J.Focus on spreading advanced technology K. Write In Arkanomen fucked around with this message at 21:43 on Sep 19, 2015 |
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Major: B Socializing If we get too radical about society changing too quickly I worry that the young folk might smash our head in  best to warm them up to us before we do too much more.Minor: E Making a Home The sooner this is done the sooner we can stop worrying about it.
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FJK: We have lots and lots of clay. We have wood. We have copper. Let's make a small forge, clay-oven or kiln. Basically shape lots of clay into a big hollow mound, put some sticks in the bottom and something you want to warm up at the top. Test it out with making some ceramics at first, don't proceed to use our precious copper until we know it will at least probably work. Also remember we can use clay-moulds to make sharp metal tools etc.
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A Darker Porpoise posted:Major: B Socializing If we get too radical about society changing too quickly I worry that the young folk might smash our head in Voting this 
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A E Maybe showing we can contribute in this way will lead to the younger men liking us more? It will also allow us to aggressively expand our contact network into a vital industry, while possibly helping to improve standards and establish best practices which could result in much needed growth next quarter!
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Swedish Thaumocracy posted:FJK: This is the best thing we can do to advance the tribe. Ask some of the younger tribesmen to help. If we can get them onside we can cut off any thoughts of cutting off of our head.
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Clay is already a resource to them, one of their most valued since they named themselves for it. So can they already make bricks? Do they eat it? Is it packing material for the huts?
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GloriousDemon posted:Clay is already a resource to them, one of their most valued since they named themselves for it. So can they already make bricks? Do they eat it? Is it packing material for the huts? They are skilled with clay, capable of producing pottery, figurines and beads however it is a scarce resource that they only had access to during the hottest month of the year when the river levels receded. It could be made into bricks or used to pack hut walls but that is seen as a waste as thatch/pineneedle/sod/fur works just as well and are far more plentiful. This bounty of clay is a major event. Previous questions asked in the irc chat: irc.Synirc.net Channel: #madgod. People asked about the planet and if we are on earth. You do not have any knowledge of the area besides the immediate surroundings. The sun travels in the same direction, days feel the same length and there is only one moon in the sky but the stars are not the same. You cannot make out the big dipper or Polaris. Flora and fauna seem the same although the skulls that lie around the village look strange but not overly so. Arkanomen fucked around with this message at 04:55 on Sep 18, 2015 |
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Outrail posted:Can we see the southern cross or orions belt? The latter should be visible even that far back in time. No. None of the stars look familiar and even familiar planets are not there. After staring for few nights looking bright orange dot for Mars you find a faint purple dot lurking near the moon. You only catch it because the moon is so near the new-moon phase. You do find the Milkyway easily as it practically blazes across the sky, in fact you aren't used to the stars being so vibrant. Artificial light pollution is a killer back in your past life for stargazing. Arkanomen fucked around with this message at 16:26 on Sep 18, 2015 |
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Well gently caress. Either we're far back in time, post apocalypse on another planet or in a different universe. Or we're a dumbass who knows nothing about astronomy. So process of elimination. Next time the boys bring back a dead something have a poke through the entrails and look for extra/wierd organs (I assume we know how many hearts, lungs, livers etc an animal has). If we're questioned about what we're doing say 'divining the future'. If they ask us what the verdict is say 'there will be dinner tonight'. Edit: OK looks like constellations can move quite a bit over 50,000 so I guess we're probably back in time. Still, check the animal guts just in case there's unreliable narrator shenanigans going on. Outrail fucked around with this message at 16:50 on Sep 18, 2015 |
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As a side note I will not unreliable narrate you, I will simply present the world as Johnson sees it. I'm not out to trick you. On the astronomy side, the Shaman did mention that the Chief does have to travel down river to do something in the ruins of "man-beast" village every time there is a lunar eclipse which happened at least every other month which strikes you as very odd as total lunar eclipses don't happen very often.
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A Darker Porpoise posted:Major: B Socializing If we get too radical about society changing too quickly I worry that the young folk might smash our head in This is smart. Wouldn't want to be killed by youths jealous of our accounting powers.
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Speaking of socializing, this is from Johnson's introductory post:Arkanomen posted:Always prepared, always ready, always professional, and always alone. From a young age you focused on math and collecting stamps. Never developing the social skills nor the drive to become anything more than a cog in society, as you thought proper. No love in your life, though you were dating. I hope the cavejocks won't beat us up for being a nerd 
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Arkanomen posted:As a side note I will not unreliable narrate you, I will simply present the world as Johnson sees it. I'm not out to trick you. Johnson is kind of a dumbfuck so that could mean anything. But point taken. This ain't earth history 1.0. Prediction: There's a tribe of Neanderthals and the shaman is getting getting some cross genetic strange on the sly. Tell him we want to come with and help baby up his master race.
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Outrail posted:Johnson is kind of a dumbfuck so that could mean anything. But point taken. This ain't earth history 1.0. The Chief is the one that travels down-river alone on the eclipse. He also has many children by his wives that look like regular cave people. You can ask him about the matter, but he speaks about it with no one, or you could strike out on your own if you are curious. It's only half a day's journey or so they say. Arkanomen fucked around with this message at 18:34 on Sep 18, 2015 |
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Chief/shaman whatever. I know he's grappling with the beast with two backs once a month. Sure, head down stream to 'look for more rocks'.
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You decide to put the finishing touches on your house before taking time to better integrate into the community. You gather some furs to line the walls, which you stuff with a mix of pine needles, dirt and clay. Inside you fashion a table and some stools. You wonder what to make for a bed, and are content to just fashion a hammock. When you get more time you can fashion one of the stuffed “mattress” like beds but the craftsmen tell you that you’ll have to wait until spring when right plants are growing. When you ask why they laugh and shake their heads. A few hours later you pester one of the elders about it and he tells you that in the warm months may little biting insects come out and the plants inside keep the bugs away. Good to know. With your house functional you get out your notebook and begin sketching. With the clay found recently along with copper ore you start to think about furnaces, crucibles and even a wild idea for central heating with clay pipes that move hot air along the walls. Your concentration is broken by a series of giggles. Looking up you just catch the pair of storehouse women darting away, the same ones that asked about fractions earlier. You can’t seem to remember their names, in fact you really don’t know many people’s names. With that in mind you stop brainstorming and head out to walk around, meet the people, try and do that thing where you talk but it’s about nothing and really nothing is said but you learn a great deal about each other. Oh yeah, small talk. You never really did that before. The shaman just laughs you off when you go to him for help. “Why don’t you go pester that eight-legged rear end in a top hat if you want something?”. The craftsmen are too busy and you don’t feel like they would appreciate you interrupting their work. Eventually you settle in for some lunch of some smoked meat and a shaved root that tastes much better than it looks. Its gamey and both could us some salt. Memories of home and cooking haunt your thoughts. You would give anything for a really good burger, or some bbq ribs… No Chinese food though. You cough involuntarily at remembering your death, sputtering a few times before a small hand slaps your back a few times. It’s one of the storage-hut girls. She smiles and sits with you and you actually have a decent conversation. Her name is “Sand-Shell” and she loves to talk. Never stops talking, her dirty hair flying around as her bird-like voice sings about anything and everything. She’s almost a foot shorter than you and hides underneath easily twenty pounds of furs, her little dreadlocked head and tanned skin poking out like a little mop head while long sleeves flap around. She tells you about her sister “Acorn” are in charge of counting all the things the tribe brings in as well as handing out materials. Sand-Shell raves about your counting system and how it made things a lot simpler now. It’s really hard to count tick-marks past ten or so. You then explain that you can do more with numbers instead of just counting and you are forced to promise to teach her soon to calm her down. Seeing as these people live by exchange you tell her that you’ll teach mathematics to anyone who wants to learn if she will help introduce you to people. You admit that you are worried about how the younger craftsmen seem to be jealous of the new things you are doing. Sand-Shell laughs and tells you that they are "just jealous because they aren’t strong enough to be hunters and aren’t smart enough to be women". The few people gathered in the dining tent laugh while some of the men boo.  Sand-Shell calls for her sister and the two take you around the village where you meet the various “heads of state” and important families. Chief Thack is the ruler of the entire tribe. He commands when they will go to war, how to handle interaction with the other tribe, even what the various groups within the tribe focus on. Below Thack is the Shaman, or alongside him. It is up to interpretation. The Shaman’s name is something called “stricken”. When someone becomes a Shaman they forget their name to become closer to the spirits who’s names are also tightly guarded. Names are believed to have power. The Shaman was Thack’s older brother but on his ascension hunt something happened. Some think a spirit ate his soul, others say the Great Owl came to him commanded that he let his brother rule. The official story is that we should mind our own business and not question someone who can rip your soul out and trap it in a worm. Sand-Shell laughs at this but her sister shushes her in fear. Below the chief are the various houses. There is a house of Hunters, Finders, Savers, Craftsmen, Mothers, Warriors, Sculptors and the Nameless. Thack is the chief of the Hunters as well. He organizes the hunts and conducts their ceremonies. They are in charge of heading into the wilds and hunting game. The Finders are lead by “Seeks-Alone” and go out to gather resources for the tribe. Sand-Shell proudly tells you about the house of Savers who’s solemn duty is to preserve everything the tribe has and keep it safe and accounted for. They actually do the cooking for the tribe at meal times as “no one else knows how to make a meal without burning ten in the process”. They are lead by Sand-Shell and Acorn’s mother, “Fast Ladle”. You already know the craftsmen. They do not have a set leader but rather a group of elders that manages the various projects and works closely with the Savers. “Most Craftsmen end up marrying a Saver” Acorn giggles and earns a shove from her sister. Sand-Shell continues with a blush. The Mothers are in charge of handling the many children so that the adults can work in peace or have a day off if needed. They are mostly older women but a few young men and women rotate in to help with a big event for the children or to teach something to them. The Warriors are special house. Only a few men and one woman maintain the house, keeping and training with weapons in the off chance a raiding party attacks or they go to war with another. In times of war Thack and his wife “Stabs-Low” get together with the other warriors and builds a war party. “Stabs-low” is the scary hunter that lives in the wilds around the village and is seldom seen. The Sculptors do what you expect and from Sand-Shell’s description they are your typical artisans guild led by a young woman named “Shale”. The last house isn’t a real house but is the Shaman’s personal group of “Shamans-in-training”. People know who they are but this is not to be acknowledged as its consider very bad luck and also rude to embarrass a holy-man. Any man or woman may be invited to join the group but there is no pressure to join. Once joined, they are sworn to secrecy and that is all Sand-Shell knows. Each house provides a member for the council of elders that advise the chief in times of need. Over the next couple of days Sand-Shell helps introduce you to the various house leaders. The meetings go better than you expected. The Chief already knows you, but thanks you for finding a place and being productive. He also makes his two goons apologize for knocking you out. Shrike still thinks you are a demon and refuses to shake hands ungloved. The Sculptors are all away at the clay digging site with the Finders. The Chief ordered them to collect as much clay as they could before the ground froze but the cold nights are already making it a massive effort to free any decent amount of clay. The Mother’s elder actually asks you if you could come by and teach the children that counting thing the Savers were raving about. You nod and tell them sometime soon when you are settled in. The old woman smiles and gives you a polite blessing. The Shaman you already know, you crashed on his couch for the first two weeks. When you ask about the Nameless he asks Sand-Shell to leave the hut. He tells you that you aren’t even ready to be considered if you were going to be. He tells you that if you really wish to know more than seek council with Spider at the tree the Shaman told you about. If you make it back then he will speak with his cult. The craftsmen elders have a brief meeting with you about your work and how excited the older members are for what you bring and hope you will formally join the house. You express concern about the younger members and their hostility. The elders nod, saying they will talk with them and lessen their jealously. They do ask you to make an effort to work with them and learn from them. You continue to notice a theme of balance with the tribe. Giving in equal to what you take. It seems you gave too much without considering how it would make them feel. Basic social grace learned Near the end of the week, while you are busy working away on your plans for the copper and doodling portraits of the various tribal leaders to help your memory there is a cry followed by howling. The sounds of curious people turn to frantic shouting and the sounds of chaos.  The hunting parties were attacked as they were returning to the village. As a group of hunters were unloading their sleds a pack of wolves broke from the tree line and made for those gathered around the meat. By the time you got to scene it was already over. Men were silent and women were wailing. Three men lay dead from and a woman nearby was being tended by the Shaman as her torn throat bled her last. Blood is steaming in the cold dusk air, from the meat, the dead and the wolves. The pack was quickly slain by those nearby as they were armed with butchering tools. While capable, they are short and many were injured. The Shaman quickly starts examining the dead and shouts for the Chief. They go off to the side and start angrily whispering. You already know what they are talking about. Each of the emaciated wolves has a thick coating of foam around their mouth. The Shaman quickly orders a deep pit to be dug and filled with the bodies, the dead and the meat and burned for two days. Nothing is to be touched without gloves and the dirt is to be burned as well. The hunters are examined and any with wounds are put under guard to prevent the “Demons from infecting the entire tribe with madness”. When you get a chance you pull the Shaman aside and tell him that you know about this disease and to watch those with bite wounds closely. He nods, “The mouth is the greatest source of foulness in this world. I have ways to ward off the possession but,” and he leans in closely “this spirit is nearly impossible to defeat. Do you know of any way to help?” You shake your head and tell him that your people have only one method but it is far beyond what you can make here, telling him that it is always fatal without the medicine. We know it as ‘Rabies’ and the infected as ‘Rabid’. Watch for those afraid of light and water with fever.” The Shaman nods, “I will do what I can, thank you.” and trundles off to help with the clean up. The pyre burns brightly for the next few days as six of the nine bitten succumb to Rabies and are sent to the next life without pain. The Hunter house mourns the loss of life and the weeks hunting while the craftsmen work on weapons and a memorial stone for those burned in the pit. The entire tribe is somber and the weather turns colder. Snow arrives the day after the attack and most hide in their homes. Moods are not helped by the Lunar Eclipse that happens that night.  Stats Winter is 1 month and 2 weeks away. Supplies (this week’s gain) Food stores are good (2 Months, 3 weeks worth) (-1 weeks) Supplies are : -Stone 700 stones (+100) -Clay 2200 handfull units (+200) -Wood 3075 lengths (+75) -Copper Ore 22 stones (+2) -Leather/furs 140 units (+0) -Population 225 Men, 264 Women, 76 children (-9 Men, 1 woman) Tribe Skills -Stone tools -Fur/Leather Working -Basic hut building -Number Theory (counting numbers, fractions) -simple weights and measurements Johnson Skills -advanced mathematics -Basic social grace -laymans/high school grasp of everything else -paragon accounting skills -Basic stone tool making skills Johnson Inventory -laptop and charger (7%) -phone and charger (38%) -pen and notebook -flint knife (rough) -Flint hand axe (fair) -granite hammer (rough) -Winterized, lightly furnished wood and fur hut (fair) Chose one Major Focus and one Minor focus for the next week. A. Focus on learning how to hunt. B. Focus on socializing C. Focus on going to the Spider Tree D. Focus on learning about fighting E. Focus on improving your Home (Specify) F. Focus on learning about tool making and working with the Craftsmen G. Focus on exploring on your own (Explore) H. Focus on trying to find the Wild Scout I. Focus on spreading advanced technology (Specify) J. Focus on spending time with Sand-Shell, Acorn and the children teaching math K. Focus on Working with the Sculptors (Learn clay working) L. Focus on Working with the Finders (Learn gathering and Explore) M.Convince the Chief to take you with him on his journey down river (Ideas?) N.Write In Arkanomen fucked around with this message at 00:16 on Sep 23, 2015 |
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IB Try to teach them about working copper and socialize some more. Pump it up! Do it! fucked around with this message at 13:34 on Sep 19, 2015 |
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I. The hunters just took a blow to their group. We should help them out a bit by making rudimentary weapons for them, we have an abundance of river stones so we oughta teach them how to make slings and bolas. And tell them legends of dog catchers, hardy men that would catch young wolves and give them to tribes to raise as fierce protectors from all dangers of the night. E: Forgot the major focus, C: see spider. GloriousDemon fucked around with this message at 01:27 on Sep 20, 2015 |
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Okay so, a couple of questions. How well winter proofed is our hut at the moment? Maybe ask one of the locals how well they think it would hold up. Also, how cold are the winters here in general. Because if we ourselves are fairly well insulated, I think we should look into that kiln/oven now. Build it inside a fairly good sized tent so that we will always have at least one place that can be kept warm with a little expenditure of firewood. A nice communal space to hang out in and help those who are unable to keep themselves warm for whatever reason. Also, we can use it to help with our eventual smelting project. Maybe ask the craftsmen and sculptors to help you out, this could be a good communal project for you to mend your relations with. So that action I suppose would be a cross between I and K Also, teach math to kids because we totally promised to do that. Also you get to hang out with that one girl who likes talking to you so that is a plus. J
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D I See if we can make atllatls, maybe slings. Basic missile weaponry. Hopefully Johnson visited a prehistory exhibit or remembers some high school world history. We can learn some basic self-defense in exchange. Also we seem to have forgotten some of our basic crafting skills? paragon1 fucked around with this message at 20:01 on Sep 19, 2015 |
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paragon1 posted:D I See if we can make atllatls, maybe slings. Basic missile weaponry. Hopefully Johnson visited a prehistory exhibit or remembers some high school world history. We can learn some basic self-defense in exchange. Forgot to copy, adding those in. GloriousDemon posted:Since our laptop and cell are almost dead and we have a home now for some privacy, check for wireless signals, dial 0 for operator. Let's just make sure we aren't hanging with morlocks in the shadow of a great technological society. You take a moment to check your cellphone and laptop. The laptop refuses to power on, the little red light blinking. Cursing, you power on your little smartphone. It has three bars of signal. Then none, the five on a different network then none. You try to make a call but it does not connect. This pattern repeats irregularly and the battery is draining quickly. It is currently at 34%. Arkanomen fucked around with this message at 21:45 on Sep 19, 2015 |
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Arkanomen posted:Forgot to copy, adding those in. That's weird. We shouldn't have any bars at all! Was our laptop low on power when we got here? Is something draining the juice?
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There Bias Two posted:That's weird. We shouldn't have any bars at all! Was our laptop low on power when we got here? Is something draining the juice? The laptop has been sitting uncharged for three weeks now. You checked it occasionally but you think it should have more charge than it does. The phone is draining a little more than usual but the signal is going crazy so it could be that. You don't have the technical skills to make a good guess, but it's very strange.
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Hot Dog Day 80 posted:Chose one Major Focus and one Minor focus for the next week. Agreed!
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Arkanomen posted:Forgot to copy, adding those in. How is it possible we are connecting to a network? We should ask the spider if we go visit it.
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Hot Dog Day 80 posted:After this update we should try to make a crude bow with a few arrows.
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Hot Dog Day 80 posted:How is it possible we are connecting to a network? We should ask the spider if we go visit it. You can't say. Inside the signal is going crazy. Outside its going wilder and sometimes is actually charging, making a little booping noise. It lasts longer the closer you are to the river. If you want to follow it you can ask to tag along with the Chief to wherever he goes as he is heading in the same direction, or go on your own or ignore it because what the hell?
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Sep 20, 2015 03:09
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