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That'd be cool. Maybe because of being used as a rest stop, there would be mainly food and gear shops for that sort of thing instead of the usual commercial things in most towns. I kind of imagine it surrounded by woodland, so perhaps there could be lots of fauna, wolves, bears and whatever that could casually try slaughter our characters. I'd love to contribute more to this small town we're creating, but I can't think of anything interesting. I'll try come up with a bit lore for the town later, unless some has already been thought up.

Alrighty! We could make something up in a made up part of Great Bear? I like the idea of it being somewhere on the way to the mainland. I imagined it to be somewhere a little bigger than a hamlet, though I do prefer the idea of it being a small town. Any ideas for what it could be called? Or is it a mystery?

Amy was about to nod, but remembered the mother and her child on their way to get Erik the matches. "We should probably wait for Christine to come back, and then I'll come along. It's not like I can do anything else, with this power-cut thing." The man seemed reluctant to wait, "I suppose. I do need those matches. Hopefully they won't be long." Several minutes of small talk later, the figures approached through the dense fog. "Sorry for taking so long." The mother apologised, handing Erik the matches before turning to Amy. "Shall we head back?" "I think that Mocha needs a longer walk. I'll tag along with Erik for a bit as he looks for supplies." Christine nodded, "We could do with some more things, ourselves. Who knows how long we'll be stuck like this." "Can I come?" Emma piped up. "You ought to get inside before it gets too cold." Taking her hand and ignoring her several complaints, Christine lead her back into the fog. Amy followed Erik as he began to set off, Mocha straining to get ahead. "Where are we going?" She asked, casually, trying not to show how difficult she was finding it to control her husky. Something must've caught her attention, as she was rarely hard to control.

The mother, Christine, came beside her child, seeming to watch the stranger with a hint of wariness. "We have some that you can borrow." She offered. Erik nodded, "Thank you." The mother nodded, "We'll get some now, if you like." "If you don't mind. I won't be going anywhere." Holding onto her child's hand, the mother began heading towards the house. Unsure of whether to follow or not, Amy stayed where she was with the man. Mocha seemed to take an interest in him, sniffing Erik hard, her feathery tail swaying as she gazed up with a curious look in her blue eyes. "She likes you." The dark haired woman sounded a little surprised, pulling the husky back. She changed the subject onto something that she wanted to know, "Have you any idea what happened last night?" I would've made it longer but I'm not sure if he'd know anything or not. Also, is this set in Milton?

@Swippity_SwappityIt's fine! I should've probably read it better before assuming that you'd forgotten. I'll try write a bit for the fanfiction later.

@Swippity_Swappity I liked it, though the mother and Amy are different people. I just thought you forgot, though I apologise if you were already aware of that

@Swippity_SwappityI'll look forward to seeing what you'll add to the fanfiction!

The view from PV on the way to that mining place I'm a sucker for seascape dawns. Managed to get this from the Lonely Lighthouse in DP Yet another Just a random lighthouse screenshot because everyone loves lighthouses (I hope everyone does, anyway-) Wonder where this little guy's going (I can't be the only one who just crouches there and admires the wolf's walk cycle)

@upnorth Oh, that's a good idea. I'll keep her with a name though, just so that I, and other people, won't confuse her with the mother. I'm loving the RP-type fanfiction so far! I hope more people will join soon.

I've been trying to think of a name for my character, so I can stop calling her 'woman' all the time. Hopefully the name 'Amy' will be fine. What's the mother called? They passed the coldest hours of the day eating their breakfast and talking, theorising what happened. As midday approached, Amy looked outside at the mercifully clear day. It seemed almost empty, the streets trashed with telephone poles and other wires that had gotten damaged and fallen over. It was an unsettling feeling, to know that they had no way of contacting the mainland for help. They were truly isolated on Great Bear. "I'll go take Mocha for a walk and see if I can find anyone who knows what happened." Struggling to keep the doubt out of her voice, the woman patted her knee and the husky, relieved to be free from the little girl, trotted over, her tail waving in the air like a feathery banner. "Can we come?" Emma sat up, staring hopefully at her mother. It seemed that Mocha was not the only one who wanted to get outside. The mother sighed, reluctantly nodding, "Not for long. It's freezing outside today." "It's freezing every day." The girl pointed out, and Amy hid a smile. The young girl had a point. Ensuring that everyone was warm, the small group headed out into the freezing temperatures and began wandering aimlessly around the town, keeping an eye out for somebody. Weirdly, very few people were left in the town, as if everyone had just gotten in their cars and..left. But with no way to the mainland, where could they have gone?

The woman knows that she really should scold her dog, but really, it wasn't entirely her fault. Mochi is obviously able to sense something that they all couldn't, and strangers stressed her even without all of this. Her thoughts get interrupted as she realised that the mother is staring at her, waiting for a response. "No." She says, quickly. She does have a sister that she could call, but their history was..complicated. The mother nods, glancing over to her child, who is struggling to stay awake, the events of the day exhausting her. "We should probably get some rest." She gets up and wraps another blanket around her child. "It's going to be a long few days." "Yeah." Doubtfully, the woman responds. She is tired, but doesn't expect to sleep, her worried thoughts endless and the close howls not helping. It seems that the wolves are getting closer, and though they never used to attack humans, the long winter has made them desperate for any kind of food. Including the people in the town. Getting one of the blankets, the woman closes her eyes and manages to drift off into an uneasy sleep.

@wilsonaka Thanks for the help! I'm relieved to know that I won't be bombarded by wolves, haha.

The long title sums it up, really. For the first question, I killed a bear with over 30kg of meat and I'm storing it outside to make all of those steaks last longer. Though will it attract wolves and other predators, and will they eat it? My base camp is PV, right beside a pack of three (formerly 5 but I shot one and one bled out from a mauling) wolves, and others scattered around the farm. I really don't want to open the porch doors to see a dozen wolves eating my food and preparing to eat me. The second is pretty simple. Do freezers found in larger buildings do anything to preserve meat for longer? I doubt it, but I just wondered if it was possible.

The young woman nods gratefully. "Thank you." She says, simply, following the mother into her house. Mocha stuck by her heels, hackles raised as another howl sounded, closer than the previous one. "I'll get the fire going," The woman says, "Just make yourself at home." Feeling slightly awkward, the girl sits on one of the chairs beside the fireplace, her shoulders tense, her mind full of answerless questions. What happened? Why did it happen here? Will we be okay? "You have a cute doggie." The little girl pipes up, patting Mocha on the head. She can feel her dog trembling slightly. Like herself, Mocha has never been a fan of strangers. "She doesn't like her head being stroked. Try her neck fur." The woman demonstrates, watching the girl's mother starting a fire out of the corner of her eyes. After the fire was lit, the mother comes and sits with them. "Do you think everyone else is okay? Those wolves sounded close." The young woman asks, her tone anxious. The mother sighs, "I have no idea. The woman opens her mouth to speak, but a scream coming from outside cut her off, followed by vicious snarls. The young girl begins to cry, seeming to realising the extent of the situation, her gaze wide with fear. The mother comforts her child and the woman sitting next to her wraps her arms tighter around her husky, anxiety slowly giving way to fear. What if we're going to die out here!

I apologise if my piece isn't that good What just happened? A young girl, not much past her 18th birthday, stared out of the window in surprise. She had not been watching the aurora, finding that sort of thing not particularly interesting, and without warning, her cabin lights flickered and her microwave, which was currently turned off, lit up and began working. She glanced out of the window and saw a woman and her child, along with a few other residents, hurrying down the street. Maybe this was happening outside as well. The girl nudged her brown and white husky, Mocha, "Come on, girl, let's see what's happening." I'll change any bits if needed, including the dog. It's fine if you want there to be no animals, and I'll ger rid of her if you'd rather

Greetings, fellow survivor. Good luck surviving in The Long Dark!

Hello, fellow inhabitant on Trash Island. Good luck with surviving in The Long Dark!

Greetings, fellow survivor!

I have to admit that this idea does intrigue me. A small, abandoned ski-resort would be interesting and point to a time before the economic collapse and such. Maybe there'd be some lore scattered around as to why it came to be the state it is, similar to Ash Canyon's mine. I am not sure how it would be implemented, but if it is only a small scale, old resort like the one @UpUpAway95 mentioned, it would be a feature that I would definitely check out. What would you expect the difficulty to be? I'm just curious. Judging by the multiple wolf zones, I would maybe put it in the intermediate or advanced category. Though I dislike the idea of usable ski-lifts, everything else seems interesting and a pretty good idea.

Though this seems interesting, I do not really agree with your suggestion. First, an expedition to the mainland sounds similar to a way of 'winning' the game, and one aspect that many players of TLD like, is the fact that there is no way to win. No matter what, your character is always going to die. Second, the season changes would probably mean a lot of hard work for the devs. I wouldn't know, however, having never made a game, though I would expect adding more seasons not being easy. Third, also about the seasons. Everything has been made around winter, making everything cold, barren and isolated. Adding in more seasons, I feel, would take the bleak wintery feel, that I expect most players like, and get rid of it by adding in summer and winter. That being said, I do quite like the idea of seasons and such, but I simply don't think that such changes would suit TLD Although, this is simply my opinion, and so feel free to take it with a grain of salt! I just thought that I'd share what I thought about it.

That's a lot of meat o.O. Bears are very fat, it seems. I wish bunnies had that much food. They're far less of a pain to kill. Literally, haha

So, it was on my 10th day in PV around midday-dusk time and I had very minimal supplies as I intended on leaving my favourite base, the Farmstead, Homestead, whatever it's called, to explore the coal mines. I was hoping to leave for TWM soon for a summit climb that I intended on writing about on another of my topics. With a rifle near-full of ammo, I set out, freezing as I saw a black bear, my arch-nemesis, not too far from my home. I threw a stone near it, and grunting, the bear loped towards the stone that had randomly landed in front of him. Whilst he was checking it out, I whipped out my rifle and shot. As I'm extremely new to the rifle, I missed twice before striking it straight between the eyes. Grunting angrily, the bear ran straight for me. I tried to shoot again but my shaking hands fumbled and I was too late. Surviving the mauling with around 20% condition, a huge hit considering I had it around 90 when I set off. A minor setback, however, after patching myself, I began heading for the barn beside the road to try cut it off and kill it, despite the fact that I'd probably wind up dead in the process. By the time I reached the roadside barn, the bear was making weird bellowing sounds. Having never heard a dying bear in my life, I got closer with the rifle, preparing to shoot. Then it dropped dead and I stared at it in shock. I'd just killed a bear! Mentally patting myself on the back, I happily greeted the 30 kilos of meat and over 10 guts that awaited me. Including the wolf that I had shot several days before, I'd have guts for days! Many snares would be made soon. I began to quarter the bear, stopping suddenly as I saw my condition bar plummet alarmingly quickly. I stopped instantly, racing for the barn where I slept an hour before rushing back out into the light snow. By now I was unable to quarter it due to it being over 90% frozen already. I, stupidly, put all that I had on me into the fire, earning me 4 and a half hours of fire. After boiling a litre of water, the bear was able to be quartered, which I did. Before I had managed to quarter it, a blizzard rudely blew out the fire and though I only just got the hypothermia risk, I was now unable to see anything and so, not wanting to risk getting wolves on my tail with all of the weather issues, I reluctantly left the quartered bear and headed blindly towards the barn, where I drank one of my microwave-found herbal teas, sadly quite cold, and slept for an hour after drinking my last 0.20 litres of water and eating my peanut butter. I was sadly very well rested and spent a lot of time passing time by playing cards over and over. My condition began decreasing as I got starving and dehydrated. Still, the blizzard kept roaring. The entire night passed and the blizzard slowed to heavy snow. I was now stumbling a little, but with my lovely, slightly ugly, Farm/Homestead in sight, I managed to make it there uneventfully, where I ate and drank before going on a axing spree and chopping down a bunch of things with my hatchet. By now I was at least a little tired, so having my last ready-made cold tea, I slept for several hours. Then I awoke with more heavy snow, around mid-afternoon once again. I got plenty of firewood and finally headed out to quarter that stupid bear that caused all of this trouble. Carrying was relatively uneventful, though I wasted 2 bullets as wolves caught scent of my reeking bear-smell as I slowly walked, encumbered, towards the barn. Then, finally, I was finished. Condition still low, but somehow alive. My first bear kill went a lot more different than expected but I love these high-adrenaline moments where chance is the only thing saving you. Had that blizzard stopped several hours after when it did, I would be dead, and had I let that bear die alone, I'd be gathering coal bearless but alive, which is not quite so fun. Time to get to cooking my bear meat!

I am aware of the poor quality of this drawing that is far from the best I could do, however, I posted it here as I felt that, though not a place from TLD, the cabin surrounded by barren hills and mountains shows the isolation you get from the game. Who knows, maybe it is a place resembling somewhere from TLD that got in my subconscious! For those who want facts or whaver, this took roughly 45 mins with a little change every once in a while. Darker B pencils, such as B6 were used for the cabin and darker shading whilst a HB was used for outlining, shading the mountain in the distance and drawing the moon and birdies. I'm not sure what was used for the sky but it was probably a B3 or something.

I saw someone's post about it literally five minutes ago. Utterly elated, I grabbed my computer, only to see that it ended five or so hours ago. Time to resume playing it via gamepass like the broke person I am :,D

I'm relieved to know that I'm not the only one who hates that bear. I can't count the times that thing has got me. I need to get a rifle and teach him a lesson someday, haha.