AdjoaLiving

1. ×2 · Day 164, 03:11 – Day 164, 06:49

   Adjoa gathered.

2. Day 163, 23:33

   Adjoa set something down.

3. Day 163, 09:01

   Adjoa drank.

4. ×4 · Day 162, 13:57 – Day 163, 05:22

   Adjoa gathered.

5. Day 162, 10:01

   Adjoa set something down.

6. ×5 · Day 161, 15:57 – Day 162, 06:22

   Adjoa ate.

7. ×6 · Day 160, 13:50 – Day 161, 12:21

   Adjoa gathered.

Where

Western Landmass · Unnamed region

Last act

gathered

Hurt

Nothing it would notice (0)

Hunger

There is a small emptiness under your ribs. (657 of 1,000 full)

Best skills

Construction 1 · Agility 1

Plan

Gather fresh berries from the nearby bush.

Feelings

• thirsty
• hungry
• cold

Desires

• eat fresh berries
• quench thirst

Last thoughts

1. Day 164, 06:49

   Dawn is breaking over the wet ground. My hands are full of grey-furred berries, but a fresh bush stands nearby. I should gather clean berries to eat.

2. Day 164, 03:11

   The night is dark and cold, and hunger tugs at my empty ribs. Fresh berries hang heavy on a bush just within reach to the south-east.

3. Day 163, 23:33

   The cold night air bites my face, and the berries in my arms grow uncomfortably soft and damp. I need to drop this load before I can do anything else.

4. Day 163, 09:01

   My throat is dry and aching from the cold morning air. I stand by the flowing river and need to quench my thirst before doing anything else.

5. Day 163, 05:22

   The night is dark and cold, my hands numb as I hold a pile of spoiled berries. Fresh berries are within reach to the south-east, and the river flows nearby.

6. Day 163, 01:43

   The night is dark and cold, my hands are full of berries, but there is a heavy bush nearby. I should gather more before moving on.

7. Day 162, 17:34

   The day is ending and darkness gathers. My hands hold ruined, grey-furred berries, but a fresh bush stands close by to the south-east. I must pick better food before night fully settles.

8. Day 162, 13:57

   The afternoon light is long and warm, but the air carries a sharp edge. Rotten berries lie spoiled and grey at my feet, but a heavy bush of ripe berries beckons nearby. I will gather fresh ones from the bush.

9. Day 162, 10:01

   The berries I hold have turned grey and soft, no longer fit to eat. I should drop them onto the wet ground and pick fresh ones from the nearby bush.

10. Day 162, 06:22

    Dawn breaks gray and cold over the wet ground, and my hands grow clumsy and stiff around the heavy load of soft berries. I need to eat them before they turn completely useless.

What it remembers

1. Day 27, 06:33

   Drank deeply from the open water to mend my weakness in the clear morning light.

2. Day 27, 02:57

   Stood at the edge of the dark open water, preparing to drink deeply to mend my weakness.

3. Day 26, 16:07

   Stood at the edge of the open water, preparing to drink deeply to mend my weakness.

4. Day 25, 21:18

   Stood at the edge of the dark open water, utterly exhausted and ready to drink.

5. Day 25, 17:42

   Reached the open water at last, standing at the edge ready to drink.

6. Day 24, 23:41

   Stood at the edge of the dark open water, utterly exhausted and preparing to drink.

7. Day 24, 01:03

   Stood at the edge of the dark open water, feeling profoundly exhausted and ready to drink.

8. Day 16, 13:09

   Reached the open water's edge, feeling profoundly exhausted and ready to drink.

9. Day 16, 02:18

   Stood by the open water at last, preparing to drink deeply to end the exhaustion.

10. Day 14, 09:43

    Stood by the open water, preparing to drink while utterly exhausted.

11. Day 14, 06:07

    Stood at the edge of the open water in the clear morning light, preparing to drink.

12. Day 13, 22:55

    Reached the open water's edge in the dark, feeling profoundly exhausted and ready to drink.

Called

Nobody has called it anything yet.

Beliefs

It has never repeated itself yet.

No firsts yet.