This means that my home, my humble oasis amongst the chaos of the thicket, is for sale.
Location: (-86, -49)
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As you can see, my fort is essentially a giant "fuck you" to Mother Nature. Originally, I had settled at the southern tip of my peninsula. I lived a happy noobish life. Then--after being robbed by a player and brutalized by a boar--I cut down all the trees on that peninsula, moved north into the jungle, and struck the goddamned Earth. I haven't looked back since.
I'm not asking for an in-game trade; as a wanderer, I'll soon have no need to hoard wealth. And I'm not asking for real-life cash, since that's just tacky. Instead, I'll trade you my home for your stories. I've had a lot of good memories in my secluded little fort. And I want to find a new tenant who'll treat my home as good as it's treated me. Convince me that you deserve it, and I'll hand you the keys. It's just that easy.
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A word of caution though: I hoarded crap like a bag lady stocking up for the apocalypse. I also don't believe in organizing my loot. So good luck with that.
i hope youd still come back to the forums when you get your net access back, i always enjoyed your posts.
Aw, shucks guys. And people say the HnH community is mean. If you keep this sentimental crap up, you'll lose your tough reputation.
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