They're just tribals...

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Day 1, Summer
Anita, Fox and Penny just landed. Confused, they look at the new surroundings and make plans to survive. As Anita walk around, she found a marble wall and descontructed it for searching the inside. The colonists found an spacious room with an nice carpet, and bedrooms. Happy with the new home, they haul their stuff and build doors.

Day 2
The survival meals are plentiful, the resources are going fine, they have beds and roof above their heads... Everything is going great, for now.

Day 5
The food is gone. The colony harvests every berry, every fruit tree they can see. To make things even better, Penny's father dropped in a escape pod, heavily wounded. Penny treat and feed him, hug each other, then he leaves the colony.

Day 6
The colony rescues a novelist being chased by a bunch of tribals. They're just savages with sticks and bows, right? Nope. The first tribal downs Bobby (the novelist) as he hits an great arrow at his leg. They charge at the lonesome colony like a bear charges the deer. Fox slices a tribal hand off, and he fell in pain. But he's surrounded by other two and beaten to death. Anita runs and search for cover, as she shoots and kill other two, but loses her liver with an arrow and fell for her death. Penny escapes from a tribal with her right arm bruised and makes him pay with a bullet in the brain. Scared with the mad tribal death, the tribals run in panic, but not enough for escaping Penny's bullet.

The end... For now
I'll post more about Penny lonely life if she survives long enough to rebuild. From this day i learn'd; it's better one bird caged than two flying   

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Day 7
I dont have reason to refer myself in third person anymore... There is no "we" or "us", so i'll keep my diary in first person. The food weren't enough for three people, but for one, seems pretty nice. Still, i've had enough of olive meals, i'd probably hunt an turkey and grill some kabobs tonight.

Day 8
I.. Just dont want to leave my bedroom... I dont want to eat at that table, i dont want to remember them...*tears fall at diary* but... If i want to live for tell the story, and make their death not go in vain.. I need to survive. Guess i'll eat turkey again.

Day 10
Im a terrible constructor, but those heaters and coolers are working good enough. Winter is coming, and i dont want to freeze here.

Day 11
I found some drop pods with some... Wine inside, good enough to lift my mood... A bit. Nothing new yet, besides the mad boomalope, i got some bruises but nothing some rest could solve.

Day 11, Late Night
This wine makes wonders! I'll write something here to show that im happy ! Wooooooooooo! Nothing can take me doooown

Day 12
I eat my breakfast at bed since i... broke the table last night, but nothing i cant fix. God, i have to clean this mess.

Day 12, Afternoon
A wanderer joins the colony. His name is Scott, and he claims that knows to cook way better than me, and heal people. We'll.. I'll see if it is true.

Day 16
True. He cooks kabobs way better than me. He used our beans to make soy milk.. It is amazing! Also he knows how to charm a woman 

Day 20
Asked him if he ever hunted. He said he doesn't like violence and never did anything with that. Seems like i have to defend this colony alone, but he stills cute.

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Day 21
Scott proposed to be my lover. Well, he's cute, nice, a gentleman. I wanna make this happen, so i accepted. Hope this goes well.

Day 27
We received a S.O.S from Taras, a sculptor. We lost 2 people for someone we didn't even saved, but Scott conviced me. I still human.. Right? Some faction call'd.. Federation Peacekeeper Corps, send robot scouts after him. A visitor died, but we saved Taras, and we welcome him to the lonesome colony.

Day 32
Another S.O.S.. I dont need someone to convince me. We need people for rebuild and eventually escape.. It's from Ileana, a defector. The more people, the better.

Day 32, Dusk
Varas... He's critrically wounded.. And he's the only competent medic around here. Scott volunteers to patch him up, but he doesn't even know what's inside the medkit.

Day 34
He did it. We did it. I can't believe... The colony is doing well. I lost hopes one time, won't lose again. From this day on, i promise that i won't, never, never lose faith at me, my friends, or at Rhea. She's the best dog ever, me and her are the only ones that lives at the colony since The Crash.

Day 42
I always like to write or just say my jornal while breakfast.. Wait, what's that at my milk? A ring? Scott.. Did you..

Day 42, Afternoon
Oh my god, i can't believe it! Three seconds after he told about the ring, i said yes a dozen times.

Day 47
It's the marriage day. Have faith, have faith, have faith..

Day 47, Dusk
I may not write here for a while. Live is full of possibility, and i want to spend time with Scott! It's the best day of my life!

Day 47, Evening
No... Why... I came outside with Scott and we found Rhea laying in the snow. It was too late for anything. Taras couldn't deal with Rhea's death. He found the group of wargs who did this and emptied 16 rifle magazines at them. How could such a beautiful day end like... That..

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Day 48
It's up to me now. Im the only one alive since The Crash. I can't die now. I hope i find them.. Everyone I lost, at heaven. Wait for me..

Day 48, Dusk
It's time to bury Rhea. Everyone is crying, but not me. I wasn't sad.. I was.. mad. Why God, you took everyone i knew away from me? I'll make this bloody world pay, with blood.

Day 50
A wanderer joins the not-so-lonely colony. His name is Stanislav, pretty nice guy. Welcome to colony!

Day 52
A raid. They seem to be way powerful.. Hope this works out.

Day 52, Evening
I can't believe. We've lost Taras and Stanislav. When i thought things were going good.. We can't lose more people. We have to do it. I can't pass through this again, not again. Please if there is any God at the skies merciful enough.. Dont take anyone else away from me.. Please.

Day 52, Late Night
A drop pod with some sort of robot just dropped. He hands my cow a few shots, but i efficiently take him down.

Day 53, Morning
I spend myself a bit of time to look that robot. Ressembles a human, have blades, hands, and a nice futuristic look. Woah, could this be me in a possible future? Would be neat.

Day 53, Afternoon
A flashstorm far away from here is causing a massive fire. Hope it doesn't reach the colony.

Day 53, Afternoon
Someone came down in a escape pod.. Just like us. But not the same fate. Whoever in there fell for his/her death, since the escape pod hit the flashstorm fire area. Couldn't deal with such horrible death.

Day 53, *Special Note*
The tribals never attacked again since the first raid. Maybe they're scared? Or did they just started to ignore us? Maybe they're merciful? Only future may tell it...

Day 53, *Special Note ²*
Im losing hopes. I promised to never lose hopes but life is not easy. We lost too much people, i dont know if we're safe. What happened to Fox, Anita, Varas, Stanislav and Rhea, could happen to me, to Lawless, and, to Scott. I have to last long enough to get away from this rimworld with my new husband. My friends lives inside my memories, and my heart, and if i die before anyone knows their name, they die too.

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