Critter79 Posted December 31, 2012 Share Posted December 31, 2012 Ugh. Maxwell. Don't get me started. He's left me here to die and right now, I only live to spite him. My first couple of days were easy enough, like the camping trips father insisted we go on every summer. But I knew I couldn't live like that forever so I dug in my heels and got to researching everything I could find of this place. First off, I never go anywhere without protection. I could make a backpack easily to carry more around but I prefer the safety that a good logsuit provides against all the things that seem to want me dead around here. I've put together a makeshift residence in which to keep my things for long term storage so carting around unneeded equipment would be just silly. I also have found a way to make myself less vulnerable to the ravages of an untimely demise by the creation of effigies and some mysticism involving an amulet, though I prefer not to rely on such unscientific foolishness. The giant spiders are a particularly foul beastie I have noted and I have been careful to remove nests while they remain small and weak from any areas in which I frequent. I shall leave them to the barren rocky plains which I have already stripped of any needed resources. While I do require silk from time to time, I have discovered that camping near to a single nest at night allows me to destroy the creatures much more safely (and without attracting those nasty jumping variety) than an all out assault in daylight. I have a few farms about my residence, which I keep supplied with fertilizer via some yak-like creatures roaming off in distant grassy plains. I take a trip every couple of weeks now to gather what I need, camping out so that I may take the opportunity to also shave a few of the beasts for their wool before returning home again. I have created a home for some bees I located as well so that I may have honey for my tea, and even planted a lovely little flower garden about them. Truly, this may have not been such a terrible thing. There's no one to interrupt my research anymore. Perhaps Maxwell has done me a favor. It is a bit lonely at times, and the pig-men which inhabit this realm are not exactly much for conversation. So, I have taken a pet or two. A little redbird which lives in a cage, and an egg I hatched after a rather fierce battle with a rather tall, one-eyed bird. Having imprinted on me, the little thing follows me everywhere and is as fine as any hunting dog I have seen. ... to be continued? I know people have talked about self-imposed rules and whatnot. I don't tend to move grass, saplings, or berry bushes. After seeing a post about it, I started using a smallbird to hunt with to save on silk because spiders are probably the #1 thing that kills me. Currently about to break my 50 day record, have a couple of effigies so feeling pretty good that I'll make it maybe even to the triple digit mark. (^_^) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Toaster Fu Posted December 31, 2012 Share Posted December 31, 2012 You want this in art and lore? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Critter79 Posted December 31, 2012 Author Share Posted December 31, 2012 Oh, yeah. Sorry. My browser has the general discussion set on default cause I usually check it first. (~_~) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sirmentlegen Posted December 31, 2012 Share Posted December 31, 2012 I survive because i stole a pig house to live in and i have a bacon farm outside. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naipseht Posted December 31, 2012 Share Posted December 31, 2012 I think we should just classify sirmentlegen as a spammer...who happens to be addicted to bacon... But quite a good story. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sirmentlegen Posted December 31, 2012 Share Posted December 31, 2012 I think we should just classify sirmentlegen as a spammer...who happens to be addicted to bacon...But quite a good story.no you got it all wrong im not a spammer i spread bacon around to make happiness in this forum before i was hear there was no trace of happy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
eddee Posted December 31, 2012 Share Posted December 31, 2012 My WolfGang Story Awakend with a head-splitting headache by the callings of a quite starkishly thin fellow. Angered by the fact that he has left me alone and confused I claw at the land, tearing and shredding, sapling and bush along with the occassional grass. I search for my home among those i can relate. The cycle of the sun completes it's turn revealing the dangers which come with the moon, so i settle for the night, starting a flame to keep away the creature which lurks in the dark, its growl is wreching but the flame keeps it away. The sun comes up and i keep on the path to find my home. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wilson P. Higgsbury Posted December 31, 2012 Share Posted December 31, 2012 My WolfGang StoryWolfgangs backstory.Ees not dumb enough! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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