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What's happening in my Unreal World? Well, a curious social phenomenon has taken over local communities: a massive amount of sixteen-year-olds are trading their places in villages, farms and coastal settlements for a life in the wilds. They seem to be driven by what's described as "a sudden call for adventure". The majority of these young hermits fails to survive the winter, unfortunately. Sages are aghast. Seriously, though, I just started playing, and I also just found these forums. Nice to meet everyone. December 31, 2022, 09:26:18 PM |
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Re: What's Going On In Your Unreal World?
Ow, sorry about that! I skept a beat and changed it unwillingly, hehe. I'll make sure to honor the thread next time, while coming up with something a bit more spectacular (hopefully). Thanks! January 02, 2023, 09:55:53 PM |
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Re: How did you discover UnReal World? -- 10 choice poll
@LuchyMane Gotta love a post that merges URW and Neal Stephenson. Nice taste in both lit and games. Haven't read Criptonomicon yet, though (took on Snow Crash to begin with). I was browsing a roguelike curator when I found out about this game. I wanted to find a game that introduced me to a different experience, something that would enrich my worldview. And URW doesn't disappoint. Posts like yours, the devs logs, the in-game entries, all of these are living proof of it. January 02, 2023, 10:07:16 PM |
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Re: What's Going On In Your Unreal World?
It's been a while, and now I'm thinking about my young virtual survivor, sunk in virtual snow, within his virtual forest. Squatted by the side of a frozen lake, a white vastness that greets him every morning, while embers dance out of a dead bonfire, under lazy winds. The sweat upon his face struggles against a cold, jealous atmosphere, which drinks on the heat that escapes from his limbs - certainly against his will. Another tree down, another log, another piece of wood he will turn into a cup, a plate, a toy, perhaps, if imagination helps. And maybe later on he might walk north, towards the village, trading his trinkets for a loaf of bread and a piece of fish. Small talk, some laughter, a few moments within wooden walls, and he might even remember what it means to care and be cared for. Ultimately, however, he will go back to his lake and his figurines, to the silence of still waters, to meditate on the figments of his own existence and try to bring that cacophony of thoughts and memories to a reasonable conclusion. And I'm under the impression he would be miserable without this sort of solitude to keep him company. June 21, 2024, 08:19:53 PM |
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