Salem

which type of barbaric animal steals cotton ?
This need to addressed devs. cotton balls to weigh 2kigs per, not to drop them.


I had my best go, but darn that's labour-intensive.

DeepSixed wrote:Once upon a time= Darwoth told me JC had a real job and he'd be back in a bit after doing that. At the time I looked at it like a 'Crab Fisherman' (which I have done sort of)... the crabs are good for a brief interval... after than it's tons of free time. While it's going on there's no hope of anything else.

So- the game has been going on a long, long, long time w/o JC fresh input. Why- Darwoth said; but the time frame... he's way off.

Now, to go along with the metaphor I already suggested: "I guess the 'fishing' sucked this year and JC has to be gone even longer."

In your delusional, drug induced, conspiracy roller coaster, did you ever stop to consider that fishing might be amazing right now? That the crabs are literally jumping into the boat of such a competent fisherman? And that such a fisherman would be a complete lunatic not to catch all the crabs he can in order to continue to fund what is otherwise his hobby? Your outrageous claims are so beneath response it hurts me emotionally to type this, but for the sake of any other dedicated player who actually enjoys Salem, I am compelled to shoot you down.

On the other hand, continuing as you do may somehow convince me that the game is as dead as you say, leaving me with no reason not to sweep through every town of which you are a part and see you burned off the face of Salem for good. I guess we'll see.

On a side note, today marks the two year anniversary of joining the Mortal Moments team from my lowly beginnings in a cage under JC's desk. I humbly request a flood of derails in celebration.

I always pictured you as starting out in his woollen-sweater padded closet, with those autumnal gourd-based smelling herb packs crammed in every corner (of the closet). Just to get you in that Salemy mood.
Once in a blue moon you got to leave there, but it involved an elaborate obstacle course with glowing coals, crabs everywhere, and bashing a hammer at a signpost someone hammered into the ground. Just to get JC in that Salemy mood.

Happy 2 years marp! Keep up the good work. Salem will live forever silencing the non believers. Kand the animal must have been the wolf inside.

Happy Anniversary Marp!

YAY!!!! Happy 2 years!

WOOT!

Dallane derailed!
Go make a TV show out of that!

Also: 1100 posts! Yea!


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Gratz Marp!
If you are not in a cage under his desk, where is your workplace now? ^^

MarpTarpton wrote:

DeepSixed wrote:Once upon a time= Darwoth told me JC had a real job and he'd be back in a bit after doing that. At the time I looked at it like a 'Crab Fisherman' (which I have done sort of)... the crabs are good for a brief interval... after than it's tons of free time. While it's going on there's no hope of anything else.

So- the game has been going on a long, long, long time w/o JC fresh input. Why- Darwoth said; but the time frame... he's way off.

Now, to go along with the metaphor I already suggested: "I guess the 'fishing' sucked this year and JC has to be gone even longer."

In your delusional, drug induced, conspiracy roller coaster, did you ever stop to consider that fishing might be amazing right now? That the crabs are literally jumping into the boat of such a competent fisherman? And that such a fisherman would be a complete lunatic not to catch all the crabs he can in order to continue to fund what is otherwise his hobby? Your outrageous claims are so beneath response it hurts me emotionally to type this, but for the sake of any other dedicated player who actually enjoys Salem, I am compelled to shoot you down.

On the other hand, continuing as you do may somehow convince me that the game is as dead as you say, leaving me with no reason not to sweep through every town of which you are a part and see you burned off the face of Salem for good. I guess we'll see.

On a side note, today marks the two year anniversary of joining the Mortal Moments team from my lowly beginnings in a cage under JC's desk. I humbly request a flood of derails in celebration.

WOO! Sanctioned derails for all! Congrats marp.

From what I've heard/read, crab fishing can be very profitable.

Taipion wrote:If you are not in a cage under his desk, where is your workplace now? ^^

I'm glad you asked. After I was let out of the cage I was allowed to sleep on a couch in a room that doubled as a play room for a small child. This was a strange time in my life. My only "friends" were a cat that ate lizards and Binks. One of the two is no longer with us.

A while later I was allowed to have my own computer. Not my own desk though. I worked at JC's desk. On a corner that he decided he didn't feel like using. He would have bought me a desk, but he wanted to keep a close eye on everything I was doing. He frequently assured me that this was for the good of the company and my own safety, in breathy tones inches from my face without blinking.

Then I was allowed the opportunity to prove myself on my own and so I lived in an RV trailer. As I should have guessed, this was a trick. The subzero temperatures soon had me literally begging for my couch in the playroom. I taught the small child how to play the piano in exchange for room and board. The movie "The Pianist" will give you an idea of what this period of time was like.

I have since branched out and now do all my work from home. We decided this would be best. And by we, I'm referring to the social services case worker who was assigned to our partnership. Admittedly my productivity took a hit, but not enough to force JC to send private mercenaries to bring me back to the office like last time.

You might think he's making this up. You'd be wrong.