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by UniversalCommons » Wed Feb 24, 2021 2:44 pm
by Endem » Wed Feb 24, 2021 4:55 pm
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by G-Tech Corporation » Thu Feb 25, 2021 6:28 am
Endem wrote:Unrelated question: do you guys think it would be possible to grow almonds in Sumer?
by Endem » Thu Feb 25, 2021 6:37 am
G-Tech Corporation wrote:Endem wrote:Unrelated question: do you guys think it would be possible to grow almonds in Sumer?
My -guess- is that almonds are a very water-intensive crop, and so unlikely to flourish in Mesopotamia away from direct river sources. The places that grow them tend to be a bit cooler than Sumer. But that doesn’t mean it would be impossible, perhaps just suboptimal.
by UniversalCommons » Thu Feb 25, 2021 7:01 am
Endem wrote:Unrelated question: do you guys think it would be possible to grow almonds in Sumer?
by Endem » Thu Feb 25, 2021 7:32 am
UniversalCommons wrote:Endem wrote:Unrelated question: do you guys think it would be possible to grow almonds in Sumer?
Almonds are listed as a culinary item in Sumer in some of the lexical lists. They are also discussed in Egypt and Greece. They might be a common trade item as they are listed as part of Ayurvedic and Chinese medicine as well as Greek medicine.
by Bortslovakia » Thu Feb 25, 2021 2:18 pm
Alaroma wrote:Edna Negasi
by Alaroma » Thu Feb 25, 2021 3:31 pm
Bortslovakia wrote:Alaroma wrote:Edna Negasi
Are you commissioning these? It's been so long that I honestly forget.
by Bortslovakia » Thu Feb 25, 2021 5:13 pm
by Rhir » Sun Feb 28, 2021 5:05 pm
by UniversalCommons » Sun Feb 28, 2021 9:26 pm
by Kelmet » Sun Feb 28, 2021 9:55 pm
UniversalCommons wrote:I am reading something very interesting. Apparently siege towers, Helipolis in Ancient Greece used counterweight motors, capstans, and treadwheels to move the huge siege towers. The Helipolis had a capstan and belt drive.
by G-Tech Corporation » Mon Mar 01, 2021 7:15 am
Rhir wrote:Author Applicaiton
Name: Ewan Kohring
Age: 16
Height and Weight: 6'6", 152 Pounds
Skin, hair, and eye description: Pale skin and long, fluffy dark brown hair that spills down in soft waves just above hazel eyes.
Prior Profession: No professional experience.
Level of education ( specify degrees or note worthy classes ): Freshman Highschool education, AP Human Geography in particular would be of use, as well as Introduction to Business and Marketing giving a very basic understanding of some modern economic concepts.
Physique description: To call Ewan lanky would likely be generous, depending on your defintion. Though his broad build combined with his height does help make the low weight caused by moderate anorexia be less glaring, it is none the less clear in his skelatal arms and hands. Neither does his lack of activity do him any favors in the department of looking less like a skeleton, given the pale skin that hugs his largely muscleless bones. The heavy, dark bags that frame his eyes only add to the downright unhealthy appearance, though the puppy-like nose and soft facial features have earned him a good few compliments, as have the eyes that he would consider to look very "dead".
Useful skills: Considering Ewan an expert at anything other reaching high things would be far too complimentary.
National Origin: United States of America
What were you doing prior to falling asleep and awakening in the past?: Listening to some sad indie-pop musician at 4 A.M in bed before passing out.
Description of personality: Ewan is incredibly laid back and well-tempered, though he used to wrestle with anger problems he has long since mellowed out to far calmer than the usual person. Finding difficulty in genuine hating anything, or anyone, it is rare for him to feel any real intense emotion. While some may think this sounds uncaring, he does his best to treat people as well as he can, especially his highly valued close friends. Acting on a simple belief that all people deserve to be happy, he does his best to help people in bad mental positions, which he has gotten quite good at from much, much experience in both assisting people in and personally being in those positions, partially as a form of self-therapy, and partially out of sympathy. Though he is not incapable of being rude with a failed joke or unintentionally, he will do his best to make up for it and apologize when the issue arises.
Where in the world are you landing?: In the Finger Lakes, New York, along the banks of what is now Cayuga Lake.
Autobiography/Biography ( paragraph minimum ): Ewan was born to a decently off family in Dallas, Texas, and grew into his childhood attending a montessori school in the area before entering mainline education. He was raised entirely irreligious, and continued to be so as he aged, due to his father being agnostic and mother christian, though he did pray at his montessori school at lunch as it mandated, he didn't quite understand what was happening when he did. Unfortunately, while in mid-elementary, his mother lost the job she had held for the majority of his life at the time, heavily destabilizing their financial situation and forcing them out of the house they had rented for his whole life. This led to, for a few years, the family moving every year or two until things stabilized with an apartment in Dallas, though they were forced out of the second to last one they lived in through gentrification before fully stabilizing and beginning to save up enough to return to renting a small home with money from his mother's new job.
Experiences with gentrification, as well as living in low income areas around those of other ethnicities and cultures, led to Ewan adopting a much more progressive and left-wing view of the world rather early in life, and quickly got him interested in the political process. He approached highschool class selection with the goal of eventually becoming a politician in mind, though he also planned to pursue twitch streaming as a hobby during the summers and if that took off, well, he wasn't a man for overplanning the future. Any of these vague ideas for his future however, would be overturned by his awakening in the past one morning.
Writing Sample: It is cold sometimes, I have found. I think so, anyways, it gets difficult to tell. Most of the time there is nothing, the air is still and perfectly temperate, save for the occasional cold breeze, but there are nights, maybe, when it becomes frigid. I think they are nights, I cannot be sure, the sun, I think, falls. If that light in the dark, clouded sky is the sun, then they are indeed nights, and my guess is right. It is on these cold nights when I can hear them. The empty homes and streets fill with noise and my mind with terror, and I do not understand. I have checked so thoroughly during the "days" when all is well, there is nothing here, no where they could hide, every car, every home, every basement, I have looked everywhere. Yet still, on those nights, there is something in the streets, and the homes, and the cars, and it speaks and screams and cries and it wont stop and I need to leave but I can't the fog wont let me out. I am rambling again, of course. I may be going mad. I've not talked to another person for however long I've been here. It could be weeks, months, maybe even years. I have a beard now. I didn't at first.
I do not understand any of this. I don't get how I got here, I don't get why I am here, and most of all I do not get what here is. It's like a town, and there were people here, there's warm food on the dinner tables that never gets cold, there's fridges stocked with food, there's cars in the middle of the street with things within them, phones I can't unlock with codes I do not know. There were so many lives being lived here, then they just stopped, and now I'm here. Is it my fault? Did I do this to them? Did whatever put me here do this to them because it wanted to do this to me? I am going to sleep now, I can hear the screams and the voices and it is so, so cold, it must be night. I'll be safe in this closet. I hope you're getting these, they're always gone when I wake up.
Your loving father.
( Optional on down)
What are your intentions for this RP, what's the long term goal?: I just wanna help people honestly, help make the society I find myself in safer, equal, accepting, healthier. I'm not looking to create some great or powerful state, I just want to make some lives better.
What people or places are you taking inspiration from?: Kurdish Democratic Confederalism will be an influence but not something to stick to rigidly.
Why did you chose to land where you did?: Finger Lakes are a very good agricultural area, and as someone who lives in Texas I'm sick of the heat, wanted to be further north.
What vibe should we get from your civilization and it's culture?: We're just chilling, man.
What are your character's motivations?: At first, just wanting to not die out of fear of what follows, though eventually once he settles into things largely an urge to improve lives while he has the ability.
by Rhir » Mon Mar 01, 2021 10:16 pm
G-Tech Corporation wrote:Rhir wrote:Author Applicaiton
Name: Ewan Kohring
Age: 16
Height and Weight: 6'6", 152 Pounds
Skin, hair, and eye description: Pale skin and long, fluffy dark brown hair that spills down in soft waves just above hazel eyes.
Prior Profession: No professional experience.
Level of education ( specify degrees or note worthy classes ): Freshman Highschool education, AP Human Geography in particular would be of use, as well as Introduction to Business and Marketing giving a very basic understanding of some modern economic concepts.
Physique description: To call Ewan lanky would likely be generous, depending on your defintion. Though his broad build combined with his height does help make the low weight caused by moderate anorexia be less glaring, it is none the less clear in his skelatal arms and hands. Neither does his lack of activity do him any favors in the department of looking less like a skeleton, given the pale skin that hugs his largely muscleless bones. The heavy, dark bags that frame his eyes only add to the downright unhealthy appearance, though the puppy-like nose and soft facial features have earned him a good few compliments, as have the eyes that he would consider to look very "dead".
Useful skills: Considering Ewan an expert at anything other reaching high things would be far too complimentary.
National Origin: United States of America
What were you doing prior to falling asleep and awakening in the past?: Listening to some sad indie-pop musician at 4 A.M in bed before passing out.
Description of personality: Ewan is incredibly laid back and well-tempered, though he used to wrestle with anger problems he has long since mellowed out to far calmer than the usual person. Finding difficulty in genuine hating anything, or anyone, it is rare for him to feel any real intense emotion. While some may think this sounds uncaring, he does his best to treat people as well as he can, especially his highly valued close friends. Acting on a simple belief that all people deserve to be happy, he does his best to help people in bad mental positions, which he has gotten quite good at from much, much experience in both assisting people in and personally being in those positions, partially as a form of self-therapy, and partially out of sympathy. Though he is not incapable of being rude with a failed joke or unintentionally, he will do his best to make up for it and apologize when the issue arises.
Where in the world are you landing?: In the Finger Lakes, New York, along the banks of what is now Cayuga Lake.
Autobiography/Biography ( paragraph minimum ): Ewan was born to a decently off family in Dallas, Texas, and grew into his childhood attending a montessori school in the area before entering mainline education. He was raised entirely irreligious, and continued to be so as he aged, due to his father being agnostic and mother christian, though he did pray at his montessori school at lunch as it mandated, he didn't quite understand what was happening when he did. Unfortunately, while in mid-elementary, his mother lost the job she had held for the majority of his life at the time, heavily destabilizing their financial situation and forcing them out of the house they had rented for his whole life. This led to, for a few years, the family moving every year or two until things stabilized with an apartment in Dallas, though they were forced out of the second to last one they lived in through gentrification before fully stabilizing and beginning to save up enough to return to renting a small home with money from his mother's new job.
Experiences with gentrification, as well as living in low income areas around those of other ethnicities and cultures, led to Ewan adopting a much more progressive and left-wing view of the world rather early in life, and quickly got him interested in the political process. He approached highschool class selection with the goal of eventually becoming a politician in mind, though he also planned to pursue twitch streaming as a hobby during the summers and if that took off, well, he wasn't a man for overplanning the future. Any of these vague ideas for his future however, would be overturned by his awakening in the past one morning.
Writing Sample: It is cold sometimes, I have found. I think so, anyways, it gets difficult to tell. Most of the time there is nothing, the air is still and perfectly temperate, save for the occasional cold breeze, but there are nights, maybe, when it becomes frigid. I think they are nights, I cannot be sure, the sun, I think, falls. If that light in the dark, clouded sky is the sun, then they are indeed nights, and my guess is right. It is on these cold nights when I can hear them. The empty homes and streets fill with noise and my mind with terror, and I do not understand. I have checked so thoroughly during the "days" when all is well, there is nothing here, no where they could hide, every car, every home, every basement, I have looked everywhere. Yet still, on those nights, there is something in the streets, and the homes, and the cars, and it speaks and screams and cries and it wont stop and I need to leave but I can't the fog wont let me out. I am rambling again, of course. I may be going mad. I've not talked to another person for however long I've been here. It could be weeks, months, maybe even years. I have a beard now. I didn't at first.
I do not understand any of this. I don't get how I got here, I don't get why I am here, and most of all I do not get what here is. It's like a town, and there were people here, there's warm food on the dinner tables that never gets cold, there's fridges stocked with food, there's cars in the middle of the street with things within them, phones I can't unlock with codes I do not know. There were so many lives being lived here, then they just stopped, and now I'm here. Is it my fault? Did I do this to them? Did whatever put me here do this to them because it wanted to do this to me? I am going to sleep now, I can hear the screams and the voices and it is so, so cold, it must be night. I'll be safe in this closet. I hope you're getting these, they're always gone when I wake up.
Your loving father.
( Optional on down)
What are your intentions for this RP, what's the long term goal?: I just wanna help people honestly, help make the society I find myself in safer, equal, accepting, healthier. I'm not looking to create some great or powerful state, I just want to make some lives better.
What people or places are you taking inspiration from?: Kurdish Democratic Confederalism will be an influence but not something to stick to rigidly.
Why did you chose to land where you did?: Finger Lakes are a very good agricultural area, and as someone who lives in Texas I'm sick of the heat, wanted to be further north.
What vibe should we get from your civilization and it's culture?: We're just chilling, man.
What are your character's motivations?: At first, just wanting to not die out of fear of what follows, though eventually once he settles into things largely an urge to improve lives while he has the ability.
This all seems to be in order - as such I am happy to add you to our little coterie. J'accept, and welcome.
by The Vaktovian Empire » Tue Mar 02, 2021 9:53 am
by Endem » Tue Mar 02, 2021 10:17 am
The Vaktovian Empire wrote:What is the current time period and does our civilization or the one of which we discover start at the base Era I tech level, or the current time period's tech level? Apologies if this is answered elsewhere, I didn't see it in the OP.
by UniversalCommons » Tue Mar 02, 2021 1:23 pm
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