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jordancoles
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Re: Brodgar!
Lemme know when you get a village idol up and I'll join you in some nab gamin
Check out my pro-tips threadDuhhrail wrote:No matter how fast you think you can beat your meat, Jordancoles lies in the shadows and waits to attack his defenseless prey. (tl;dr) Don't afk and jack off.
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borka
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Re: Brodgar!
and to port you some supplies in...jordancoles wrote:Lemme know when you get a village idol up and I'll join you in some nab gamin
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BlueKGB
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Re: Brodgar!
+1borka wrote:and to port you some supplies in...jordancoles wrote:Lemme know when you get a village idol up and I'll join you in some nab gamin
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Amanda44
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Re: Brodgar!
Thank you, maybe I will at the wk-end when I have more time.Yolan wrote:Amanda44 wrote:Yolan wrote:***Diary of Yolan, Founder of Brodgar***
- The only thing wrong with this is there's not more of it! I love a good tale and your style of writing is excellent, I thought about coming and taking a look, but then more ppl posted -
I think i'll just stick to reading the installments.
Thanks.Please done come have a look some time.
borka wrote:and to port you some supplies in...jordancoles wrote:Lemme know when you get a village idol up and I'll join you in some nab gamin
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It is like in Lord of the Flies, nobody controlls what is going on in the hearthlands, those weaker and with conscience are just fucked.
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It is like in Lord of the Flies, nobody controlls what is going on in the hearthlands, those weaker and with conscience are just fucked.
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Ninijutsu
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Re: Brodgar!
It will be up at midnight tonight.jordancoles wrote:Lemme know when you get a village idol up and I'll join you in some nab gamin
Of another era.
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jordancoles
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Re: Brodgar!
I have a few alts with basic skills already so I'd rather just use one of those to start upborka wrote:and to port you some supplies in...jordancoles wrote:Lemme know when you get a village idol up and I'll join you in some nab gamin
Grinding hermit skills when I've already grinded them as a hermit for fun isn't what I'd like to be doing :pCheck out my pro-tips threadDuhhrail wrote:No matter how fast you think you can beat your meat, Jordancoles lies in the shadows and waits to attack his defenseless prey. (tl;dr) Don't afk and jack off.
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zacty
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Re: Brodgar!
no room by the HF, might want to clear it out or move it
i really need to find a good signature
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Yolan
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Re: Brodgar!
***Diary of Yolan, Founder of Brodgar***
Entry the Third
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Leaning on the fence of my new house overlooking the expansive Brodgar square, I watch as leaking boats pull up to the shore and disgorge more half clothed, starving immigrants. Most of these newcomers are the poor, the infirm and the very young. Ill equipped and too weak to fend for themselves, they are easy prey for passing cutthroats, ruffians, brigands,thieves, bullies, hoodlums and punks. The other day I saw one young man killed by ants. It took some time. Not all people coming to town are as helpless though. A few days ago a mysterious stranger arrived. He carried a sword strapped at his side and looked like he knew how to use it. From his shoulders hung a coat made of the skin of a bear, beneath which glinted steel armor. The other Brodgarians kept a wide birth at first, hiding in their huts and staring from afar with eyes wild with fear. Naked blades tend to make them act so. When it became clear that he was not about to massacre everybody they eventually relaxed enough to point out a plot for him to put up a house. Some people idling around the new town square even helped gather wood for it. The stranger spoke little of where he was from, or what possessed him to come live in a place like Brodgar. The fool should have stayed away. Truth be told though we were damn glad to have him. He appeared well versed in the art of tracking human beings through difficult landscape, and soon he had hunted down and taken out a maniac killer who had been single handedly filling our graveyard. After this one of the townsfolk took to calling this man 'sherrif'. The name soon stuck, and before long you could visibly see townsfolk stooping over ever so slightly less when walking as though the thought had entered their mind that they might live to see another week after all. I even saw a man whistling. Whistling! It wasn't to last of course. The "sherrif's" blood is still staining the square. His house now is just a burnt ruin. I'm not sure exactly what happened, and I don't care. Best not be too concerned with these things. I look back to the river running by the square. Another bunch of boats has come. The occupants of these aren't wearing any pants. Dicks flapping in the wind they run around hooting 'lol', moseying over to peoples fields and gardens, pushing over drying racks and breaking fences. I don't even want to know.
Entry the Third
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Leaning on the fence of my new house overlooking the expansive Brodgar square, I watch as leaking boats pull up to the shore and disgorge more half clothed, starving immigrants. Most of these newcomers are the poor, the infirm and the very young. Ill equipped and too weak to fend for themselves, they are easy prey for passing cutthroats, ruffians, brigands,thieves, bullies, hoodlums and punks. The other day I saw one young man killed by ants. It took some time. Not all people coming to town are as helpless though. A few days ago a mysterious stranger arrived. He carried a sword strapped at his side and looked like he knew how to use it. From his shoulders hung a coat made of the skin of a bear, beneath which glinted steel armor. The other Brodgarians kept a wide birth at first, hiding in their huts and staring from afar with eyes wild with fear. Naked blades tend to make them act so. When it became clear that he was not about to massacre everybody they eventually relaxed enough to point out a plot for him to put up a house. Some people idling around the new town square even helped gather wood for it. The stranger spoke little of where he was from, or what possessed him to come live in a place like Brodgar. The fool should have stayed away. Truth be told though we were damn glad to have him. He appeared well versed in the art of tracking human beings through difficult landscape, and soon he had hunted down and taken out a maniac killer who had been single handedly filling our graveyard. After this one of the townsfolk took to calling this man 'sherrif'. The name soon stuck, and before long you could visibly see townsfolk stooping over ever so slightly less when walking as though the thought had entered their mind that they might live to see another week after all. I even saw a man whistling. Whistling! It wasn't to last of course. The "sherrif's" blood is still staining the square. His house now is just a burnt ruin. I'm not sure exactly what happened, and I don't care. Best not be too concerned with these things. I look back to the river running by the square. Another bunch of boats has come. The occupants of these aren't wearing any pants. Dicks flapping in the wind they run around hooting 'lol', moseying over to peoples fields and gardens, pushing over drying racks and breaking fences. I don't even want to know.
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burgingham
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Re: Brodgar!
A+ story. I admire your ability to turn events that must suck as a player in game into a good story for everyone to enjoy.
If I had time to play a second game you might have me convinced by now to make my home in Brodgar ^^
P.S.: First good Congress thread in years, literally. So keep it clean people
If I had time to play a second game you might have me convinced by now to make my home in Brodgar ^^
P.S.: First good Congress thread in years, literally. So keep it clean people
