Cantr II Discussion Forum

You know, like those little things we complain about in our every day lives while people are starving and homeless and we are like: damn, no more memory on my iPhone? Except in the green world, I thought about this just now when I OOC'ly made this complaint:

The misspelled bike name really irritates me every time Fred goes to get in the station car.

I can't decide if I want to plate my kite shield with gold or platinum...

Now what should I do? We've got 3 petrol vehicles and 2 rakers for every person in town. I guess I could help make more clothes...even if I'm not very good at it. But first, I think I'll spar and rest.

"omg, the weight of all these coins...it is such a burden. Somebody should make lighter money. Being rich is hard."

Cdls wrote:"omg, the weight of all these coins...it is such a burden. Somebody should make lighter money. Being rich is hard."

LOL ^ this.

All these keys are such a pain to have to sort through, and I'll be damned if I ever can remember which storeroom the coal is in, I'm probably annoying everybody running back and forth again and what the hell, who left all this hematite in this van, I'll have to drop everything and make about six trips inside before it's small enough to drag out. Also, ugh, what am I even supposed to do with six pairs of bellows? FFS people running this town is too much responsibility for someone who barely spawned two years ago! Well anyway I'd better hurry up before this guy who for whatever reason gets off on being my slave wants to have sex again...

...one of the characters on my last account faced all those terrible problems, really I suppose we should all just be grateful her suffering is at an end now.

Marian wrote:All these keys are such a pain to have to sort through, and I'll be damned if I ever can remember which storeroom the coal is in, I'm probably annoying everybody running back and forth again and what the hell, who left all this hematite in this van, I'll have to drop everything and make about six trips inside before it's small enough to drag out. Also, ugh, what am I even supposed to do with six pairs of bellows? FFS people running this town is too much responsibility for someone who barely spawned two years ago! Well anyway I'd better hurry up before this guy who for whatever reason gets off on being my slave wants to have sex again...

...one of the characters on my last account faced all those terrible problems, really I suppose we should all just be grateful her suffering is at an end now.

But, yay, we got dragging parts of piles now

Ah.. Lets see. *Opens the map* Which beach will me and my crew terrorize next and where is that place?
*Searches for sextant and telescope* Damn it.. Who borrowed that thing last time and where is it again?
Off we go to 230 degrees. *Gets interrupted by a hungry crew member*
Yes, yes. The food is in the 'Kitchen' - hold. That is hard to guess, huh?
*Gets back to the maps* Now where was i?
..
No idea..