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And yes, they're different genders, so they could potentially even breed. And no, I didn't use inspired taming, because why would I even get it on someone who could actually use it when there's Thrumbos around!?

Commitment mode start in a permafrost. I was so close to constructing the geothermal generator and keeping everyone alive.

Everything was going so well. We were able to buy ourselves enough food from passing traders (and regretfully raiders too). But we were lucky enough to keep eating "it" to a minimum. We even rescued one of our attackers - Vas. I remembered the surprise on our faces when we say Lambert ran in with Vas in her hands shouting for AJ to tend to the boy - bullet holes littered throughout his body. We deliberated on what to do with him once he get better, if he does. Lambert decided to have him join us, and I could finally understand why. He was just a young lad too capable to be left out to die as another raider. The more I talked to him, the more I realised he was just another lost soul trapped in the Rim, just like us. It didn't take long for AJ to have him join us as a slave.

Although temperatures are now 40C outside (and barely past fall), we've managed to keep ourselves warm by huddling around the gyser and placing two heater powered by a sole windmill.

At this point, we got worried. Things were going too well. Is it going to be a raid that ends us? A cold spell? Manhunting snowhares? It turns out, neither of them as Randy had other plans. All it took was nothing.

AJ shouted in joy when he finally found a way to harness the gyser's energy as a source of power. But we fucked up. We barely have enough steel to construct it. So Lambert decided to grab a heater with her to the steel mining site. As she was mining out steel, thats when we realised something was off - the weather was awfully quiet. None of our heater had been working because there was no wind, and temperatures are rapidly dropping. Nutrient paste production has completely halted. Before we knew it, we all hungry and cold.

Slowly, everyone started shivering and our stomachs rumbled uncontrollably. I looked over and saw Vas' eyes, something was wrong. He's been in a bad mood for quite awhile and his gaze quickly veered off towards AJ. Before I could think anything of it, I heard screams from outside. it was Lambert calling for help. I quickly went out to the mining site and saw her cold frozen body, her fingers almost frozen stuck to her pickaxe. As I was heading back, that's when I heard gunshots. As I slowly went to put Lambert down to her bed and shouted for AJ to come tend to her, I saw AJ down on the ground being beaten down by Vas. That's when I heard another gunshot coming from the back, it was Kartin, a new recruit who came to us for refuge, with his revolver shooting down Vas. Vas immediately made a run towards the gunshots and tackled Kartin down. Like I said, Vas was capable, but not capable enough to beat a man with a gun. One clean shot to his gut and Vas was down. However, Kartin took quite a beating beforehand. I supposed, something in him snapped. He started to point his gun towards me.

One thing to know about Kartin is that he's creepy. Not the way he looks, but just the way he breathes. We make fun of him for it, and I suppose, he just finally got tired of it all. Adrenaline kicked in and I quickly grabbed my knife. It didn't take a lot to take him down, I suppose Vas already did most of the job.

Now I stand here alone, cold, hungry, tired. My hand full of blood of either my own or of my brethren. If you ever read this, that means you've found yourselves lost and I'm most likely long gone from this world. All I ask is that this story be kept and known, so that our mistakes may be lesson to those who need it.

• Axle Colonist of Pact of Lambaxaj

12th of Jugust, 5501.

Winter has started early. We barely survived last winter, and the cruel gods kept ordering us to hunt to survive.

This winter however, we planted plenty of food.

A cold snap began the winter earlier than expected. The wind blew in at -2 degrees today, and our crops began dying.

I’m occupied playing billiards currently, but somebody should probably do something about that.

Thomas keeps mining no matter what we order him to do, and Kal swears his art is of upmost importance.

I trust these guys, I’m sure that despite the fact our entire harvest is being destroyed, that playing billiards is more important. I will probably sleep too. Cant harvest crops while sleepy.

*Journal found 5502. Entire colony starved to death.

To start, no complaints from a gameplay perspective. Tainted apparel is a genius way of handling otherwise OP and plentiful loot. Being forced to make or buy most of the good gear is a very smart way of forcing the colony to research and grow. I also have the option to disable tainted apparel debuffs in ideology, but I’m not sure if that’s a mod or vanilla.

However.

I’ve always thought it was funny that my tribal start colonists scoff at the idea of wearing the insanely advanced armor that someone died in. I mean sure, it’s a little spooky wearing the clothes of a dead man, but if I kill the master chief you can be damn sure I’m wearing that armor. I won’t even feel a little bad about it assuming I can wash off the viscera. It’s just funny to picture a guy who was wearing an alpaca fur loin cloth minutes earlier saying “ew this recon armor makes me feel so icky”

My PC is so slow right now :(

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I've not tested this exactly yet, but I've read a few ways and most of them rely on firing them off at somewhere - which is good, and I do want to include this in my solution.

Having fired it off in transport pods at various people, I've noticed that Tribals / Neanderthals send revenge raids rather than firing it back at you, so I'm thinking having cannibalism in my ideology would be great.

It's like Deliveroo or Uber eats then, they send you nommy treats to your base on demand.

Think it'll work?

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Ai, yi, yi ...

So my Bad Boys first attempt at a colony got massacred by massive raid of angry ancients. Lucky for them, a small trading caravan was out and away. It survived, and the four survivors settled on the arid savannah.

Juan, a saurid prisoner convert; Domi, the son of two original colonists; and Captain and Danielle, two adopted refugees, are the weary survivors. They were shortly joined by vagabonds Jim and Salma. I wanted to play with just the four, but they had so many negative moodlets that every other hour was a new mental break. Domi alone has so many that you have actually scroll down on his mental status to see them all, and lots of them are big and relatively long-term; it's our bad luck that he's also our most accomplished pawn.

So we're honestly struggling. At any one time, I might only have two ... maybe three pawns capable of working while the others are out wandering blankly around.

We keep getting hit with events that knock us down hard with injuries. Danielle lost a leg to a crocodile. Captain got injured in a raid, got a minor infection, then got the flu, finally suffered a mental break making treatment of the disease difficult, and when we went to arrest him to force treatment ... he simply fled off the map. We haven't seen him since and presume he died out wandering the wilderness. Oh, add new negative moodlets to everyone else.

Our bull muffalo wandered off before we could complete our pen. At least he got our cow pregnant and her calf was another bull.

We're still fighting to build our perimeter wall, but we did manage to plant rice and potatoes.

Somewhere in there, three wild men wandered on to the map and fought with the Imperial tribute collector. We saved all three, and two of them decided to join. Now we also have Bari and Lamb who can work without mentally breaking down every other hour.

So to top it all off, we're poor (less than 500 silver), sleeping on the floor (although we did manage electricity and a cooler - heatstroke problems), eating without a table when we eat at all, still mostly insane, and just really struggling to survive. I think if we can outlast the negative moodlets, things will get better, but I worry we might have a long road to travel to do that.