ASNES!It will never end!

No longer can I do the update, for my ribs are cracked from laughing at reed root kebab hahahahahaha :lol:
 
:bows: We aim to please :)
 
Weee! Poop for all! *slings poop at Gigantopithecus*

*Gigantopithecus grabs janjaweed and starts shoving a giagantic Gigantopithecus turd down his throat*

OOC: you know, if you improve your procreation much more i might just have to enslave you and use you as livestock... :mischief:
 
*Stabs upwards with thumb spur*

OOC: if it gets any higher i assume i will have to start warring amongst myself! Good job war brings rapid advancement :p
 
Update 4
Year 120,000


Sea shokuin seperate themselves more and more with the land creatures. They find it harder to cope with, however... No fire or anything can be created in the water, so they have to set up small camps on land to cook their food. Then they get attacked by Land Shokuin, haha.. So they do most of their business underwater, eating their kills raw. On another note, they do learn to use flint knives and other seriously primitive tools, even though they're underwater, thus improving their ability to stay alive.

Darwinese kill wooks at every chance. Good trash for the darwinese.

Janjaweed are breeding like rabits. They, too, start making seriously primitive flint tools.

The Land Shokuin and the Gigantopithecus are now smart enough for more advanced language than "Grunt grunt". So the different tribes within these races are starting to create language.... Soon there may even be organized tribes. Then this NES will start the next stage.

Evo points to spend...!

None for anyone except...Let me roll for it.... Janjaweed! Janjaweed have an evo point to spend. Random, huh!?

On the bright side, everyone expanded like nuts. COMEON LET'S KEEP THIS THING GOING!!!

Land Shokuin and Gigantopithecus, give me a story about some bright young mind in your lands inventing something. Bonus will come because of this. (The reason I limit that incentive to these 2 races is because of their newly found intelligence)

UPDATE ON THE 8TH!!! I will not be here to update on Friday or Saturday, this is why it must be tomarrow, or we'd have to wait untill *gasp* sunday... Who wants to wait untill Sunday!?
 
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EDIT: I'm not very awake tonight hahaha
 
Hunting was a art. The women of the Shokuin knew this. And they credited their men with their survival in the past, for it was only through the kills they and the wolves brought home that the Shokuin had enough food.

But by now the women also knew how tempremental nature could be, a winter could be harsh and there would be few animals around. The Shokuin knew if they killed everything there would be no food left so they always limited themselves even when supplies ran low. What good was survival this year if there was no food next. The women had found other food sources, fruits and vegetables growing in the wild and the thought occured to them. If we can use Wolves as companions and friends, could we not tame the wild vegetables?

So the women began experimenting with the things they found in the wild, looking for what made them grow and planting it. Not only were they working on an emergency food supply but were also adding different food types to their diet, expanding upon what they ate. It was believed that a meal of both meat and vegetable would make a stronger, smarter Shokuin.

And so the women were praised and placed in charge of this... farming.
 
Another story later... with orders.
 
Life without rythmn is life without purpose.

For the simple minded fools known as the Flores, life was all about rythmn. With such small stature, it was in fact rythmn that kept these early folks living. For eons, their numbers were limited to the small islands around Flores, living primitive and never worrirng about anything other than how to get their next meal. Despite arguements about why, many agree that it wasn't until much later after other species began to expand that Flores did itself.

For you see, life in Flores lived on the daily rythmn. Waking with the dawn. Hunting until the dusk. Feasting until night. Sleeping until dawn. A rythmn that strangled their livestyles for eons. For you see, being such small creatures, Flores could not every hunt on their own. Game had to be brought down in large groups, members living togethor assisting each other so they all could eat.

So, over many years, the Flores learned the value of communities and tribes. Living togethor they helped shape the developing race and helped ensure its survival. A late start into the world, but a start no less.

OOC: Crap-tastic.

Orders; Expand onto the neighboring islands.
 
The Darwinese feeling secure in the mountains and away from the hostile Wooks began to take in the new animals that live higher on the mountains, most notably the bears. At the moment the bears and Darwinese have left each other alone but the Darwinese are extremely curious and wonder what the bear does. They also noticed a graceful animal, the Eagle, and love to watch it fly and take control of the skies, watching it swoop down to take its prey by surprise and harrassing the bears by stealing their fishes. The Darwanese watched them in amazment and wonder what it would be like if they were similar to Eagles.

The ones in the south on the other hand ran into coyotes who seem to be interested in these weird creatures encroaching on their hunting grounds. The coyotes came close to one of the camps one night and the Darwinese watched it with interest not seeming scared. The coyote who feels powerful when its enemies are scared was in turn scared of the Darwinese. Kept inching closer and closer then running back a few feet, kept doing it over and over before one of the Darwinese picked up a piece of meat and threw it at the coyote, the coyote grabbed the meat and chewed through it fast. Then came closer, close enough for a Darwinese kid to reach out and pet it. The coyote feeling nice about being pet decided to come in closer and join the group who shared their meal with the coyote who they named, Grunt.

Orders
Expand more.
 
HOLY CRAP!

A long long time ago, in a valley far away, the most important event in known history was about to take place.

Chakra laid down in the grass, he was looking at the sky, dozing away after having eaten his belly full, suddenly he started feeling a strange vibration, this vibration quickly intensified until it seemed that the earth itself was dancing beneath him, Chakra rose and looked around, far above him he saw something unique, a great ball of fire with a trail of black smoke was falling from the heavens, Chakra was frozen in sheer terror, he could not run or turn away from looking to that awesome view. The Fireball crashed into the ground and the earth shook like never before, the tremor that Chakra was feeling before was nothing in compare, but now also a loud sound joined, the sheer power of which made Chakra cover his ears with his hands, something he never had done before in his life.

As the sound and tremors vanished Chakra was still looking at were the fireball had crashed, the black trail of smoke was still very clearly visible, but now also a plume of brown dust rose from were the fireball struck the earth, Chakra felt the irresistible urge to start running towards it, he ran for hours until the light failed, he then stopped and slept until light came back and began running again, the black trail of smoke and the brown plume had faded but now black smoke rose from the area so he ran the whole day in its direction, stopping to drink or eat only when food and water crossed his way, again light failed and he slept, and again light came back, he woke and he ran.

The third day Chakra ran for many hours, as the first half of the day had barely passed he began to see something he had never seen before, all trees were smashed to the ground, all facing the same direction, it was a sight to behold, it looked as if a giant had laid down to sleep, flattening everything under him. The further he went the more strange sights he saw, flocks of birds, all dead and lying in the same area, herds of animals, dead in the spot they were standing when it happened, as he went even further everything looked as if it was licked by a flame, charred on the exterior but still green and at times alive on the inside.

Finally Chakra arrived, the massive crater still felt warm, Chakra could see that some things were still smoldering, he looked and he realized that he could barely make out the other side of the crater. “What could have done this?” he said to himself, he then slowly made his way down wards, trying to reach the centre of the crater, the way was hard but by nightfall he arrived, it took him two and half days but he was there.

Chakra was exhausted, he had been running for the better part of two days, barely eating or drinking, he felt like sitting down and never stand up again, but something drove him to continue, he looked at what seemed to be the exact centre of the large crater, something laid there, he could feel the heat radiating from it, he tried to grab it but it whatever it was still far too hot, he sat down and looked at it for a while until exhaustion got the best of him and he fell asleep.

That night strange visions visited him, he dreamt of a gigantic creature living on the clouds, he saw him squat with his buttocks over the side of the clouds as if he was going to defecate, then suddenly the great ball of fire shot down from out of the heavenly creature’s buttocks and he saw himself looking at it as it crashed down to earth, he then saw himself running towards it and suddenly being there, he saw how he took from the centre of the crater a strange, heavy, brown rock, sitting with it in his lap and looking at it, then suddenly from out of the rock a head like shape took form and then the shape spoke.

“Lo, Chakra, thou hath been chosen by the gods
Thy tribe art the chosen ones, the gods favorite children
Thou shalt return home and bring the word of the gods to the tribe
Thou shalt lead them to the promised land
That is thy mission and thy only reason to live
The gods shall instill thee with the wisdom of the ages now gone
Thy shall teach all how the Gods created all that exists
Thy shall tell all that as long as they worship the Gods they shalt remain gods favorite children
Thou shalt carry this heavenly Turd with Thee
Thou people shall worship this relic, for thou people were shaped from them
Thou shalt be the keeper of the Holy Turd
Now go! The gods have spoken!
Follow the sunset! Lead thy people to the promised land!”

Chakra awoke, his body ached, his throat was parched and his head felt like someone was hitting it with a stick at every heartbeat, but he felt purpose, he knew exactly what had to be done. He walked to were he expected the heavenly body to lay and indeed there it laid, it looked somewhat different from what he saw in his dream, it certainly was bigger, but it did not matter to him, he was certain of what had to be done, he grabbed it, it was still quite warm, he lifted it to his shoulder and began walking back home.

It took him a whole day to climb back out of the crater, his body was reaching the limits of what it could do, but his blind faith drove Chakra to continue, at first he ate the charred animal carcasses he found along the way and drank from whatever streams he encountered, the Holy Turd was heavy and cumbersome but at no point he even pondered leaving it behind, he soon realized that it would take quite a while before would find his clan and so he was forced to actively hunt and seek water, in the end it took him almost a month to track down the place were his clan had migrated but in mattered not, for now his work had just begun.

His clansmen were amazed to learn he was still alive, they though he might have either been killed or he left to found his own clan, without even stopping to drink something or rest for a minute he immediately called for a meeting of the elder clansmen, while unusual it was not unique for a non elder to call for a meeting, it usually happened to resolve squabbles between clansmen.

The Elders convened, all eyes were set upon Chakra, eagerly awaiting for what he had to said that needed the presence of all elders.
“BEHOLD!” Chakra shouted, raising the Holy Turd to the sky
“The gods have spoken!”
“I have been chosen by the gods to lead us to the promised land!”
“Chakra! Stop shouting you lunatic, what nonsense is this you? Have you fell from a cliff head forwards?” an elder said
“NO!” Chakra continued shouting
“The gods have spoken to me!”
“They sent me a vision and instilled me with the holy wisdom of ages now gone!”
By now a crowd was gathering to see what the hell was going on
“Chakra, calm yourself down and stop shouting, tell us what you saw” the elder replied
And so Chakra lowered the Holy Turd and after a few seconds of silence sat down, he began telling them his tale, starting from the rain of fire that all saw, to what he encountered in his quest for the holy turd.

The elders were skeptical, Charka barely allowed people to touch the relic, though even by just looking and feeling it they could see that it was no mere rock, the surface was fairly smooth and felt cold to the touch, it was also quite heavier that usual rocks, but still this strange thing alone was not enough for them to be convinced. Chakra then spent many weeks spreading the words of the gods, he was gaining followers and as the time passed more and more clansmen supported him, from time to time Chakra also sought guidance from the gods, he fasted until his body was pure enough to allow him to hear the will of the gods through visions.

Within a year the Clan stood firmly behind Chakra and so they started to migrate westwards, following the sunset into the unknown, sure that one day they would reach the promised land.

Orders:
Expand Westwards
 
BWAHAHAHA!!! Props to Feanor's story! Turd religion pwns j00!

Update was supposed to be tonight, but I have 2 of 4 order sets (The new guy doesn't count this time around). Update will be Sunday... I may try and get an update every day of next week, so we can get to the juicy meet of this NES.
 
Sorry was at a seminar today so couldnt get online.


Orders: Expand East
 
Amon, I'd love to join this, but I'd need some serious consolation on how to play. Is AIM a possibility from you, or any of the players?
 
Not a possibility for me. MSN is, though.

You might be better off just playing when the world is more advanced.

To everyone else, sorry about not updating hahaha... I kindof forgot :p
 
*coughs* Right well... :P
 
WE.. i.e. me forgot to story anyway.. will remidy that later today :)
 
Breeding, fighting, wars and FIRE! Thats what expressed the Janjaweed. Tools were in much prevalence, mainly of the kind used to attack each other. There were three main groups of Janjaweed now. One group continued to travel north following the great river which thundered through the otherwise increasingly desolate lands. The original cave dwelling tribe was growing sedentiary. Some of their prey had been caught rather than killed and now lived along side the Janja - They were harvested for their milk and offspring. Those with the best husbandry skills could claim the largest and warmest caves.
Finally i talk of the 3rd group that moved southernly to the great lake. They believed this to be a divine location and settled around the coast. The massive reed banks provided much nourishment, and when weaved together provided quite stable housing, safe from attack due to their floating nature.

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The three groups have taken to calling themselves different names now. The Janjaweed (original) The Jengawood (Northern) and the Janjareed (lake Based) Their evolution is branching, languages changing and breeding rituals drifting to different extremes. War between the three groups drives evolution and the need for better skills. Rapid breeding means the generations cycle through quickly, and any new invention passed quickly throughout all. Only the fact the 3 tribes look to different horizons has stopped them from wiping each other out. The Janjaweed are happily in their caves, and the Janjareed look only inwards to the lake. The Jengawood expand north, shunning the sedentiary life for now.

The Evo point will be spent on tool making - everyones using them, and has to use them well

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Update is to come tonight, for all those who were worried about this NES dieing... Which I'm sure you all were so worried about that.
 
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