tool making most likely. also fire keeping, and cooking.
I’m pretty good at thinking outside the box and innovating, so I’d probably just die.
I know how to make rope, among other things, as an eagle scout, and I have some experience with atatl so, probably dying of fever at 14.
You don’t think they’d hang you with your own rope?
I mean depends on how the crops looked; im sure they’d tie me for bog body purposes and toss me in the dip if the crops were bad enough and I went feverish. The gods gotta eat too after all.
Storytelling & oral sex.
But not simultaneously.
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Beat me to it. Mine was “storytelling and sexually gratifying the hunters in exchange for food”
There is a whole world of romance novels in this setting.
Glit walked slowly across the plain, eyeing the group of hunters that surrounded the creature. It was large, much too large for the tribe to eat before the meat spoiled.
As he approached he could hear the argument already.
“No, rapal, you take that part! It was your spear that slowed her enough for us to catch her!”
“But it was your arrow that finally brought her down, Jatam, you should have that part for your family! You have 5 younglings!”
They would carry on like this for hours if left to their own devices, none wanting to be seen as greedy.
Glit approached and broke into the conversation,
“Hunters, good hunting,” he said loudly, “Karana has smiled upon you today! The beast has laid down it’s life for the survival of our people!”
The hunters beamed, proud not only of their work, but now in the secure knowledge of it’s righteousness. The hunt has been approved, sanctified by the Storyteller, the one who speaks for the gods. They know they will be rewarded.
The hunters began disemboweling the enormous creature and cutting the choicest sections of meat off of her as Glit began to tell the story of Olana, the great Mother Elephant. He has told this story many times, but the hunters never tire of hearing it. When the work is done, and the story is told, Glit will reward the hunters and walk back to the tribe with them.
Robert Sawyer has a series of science fiction books where there’s a parallel universe in which neanderthals ended up ruling the earth instead of modern day humans.
It’s been a while since I read them but the fact that you comment itched that part of my brain tells me there might have been a steamy parallel universe crossover scene or two 🤔
I need to start reading again
Well that’s going on the list
I feel like I could get flintknapping down pretty well.
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Not being on the internet
Dying.
Dying is not a task, dying is a condition
Seppuku is a task
Wouldn’t death be the condition?
“Death” would be the noun, “die” the (intransitive) verb. “Dead” would be the adjective, i.e. the condition.
Although it has to be said that there’s a lot of flexibility and I’m pretty sure you could find valid ways to use each of them in all cases.
Not with that attitude it isn’t.
Not with that attitude
Well, it can be both.
Yelling yabadabadoo and sliding down that dinosaur
making fire.
You good at making fires in the present?
am i an expert ? no.
am I pretty good at it. I’d say yes. what i haven’t done I have seen done enough times I should be able to get it to work.
I think a big part of this is just knowing what is possible. Not having to “chance upon” things for the first time.
looking like that…most likely not a Don Juan. so hunting and fishing, i could scare anything to death…
If you could figure out how to make soap from fat, you could be the clean one. Supposedly that helped the Vikings take the ladies home.
I think he’s got quite a friendly face tbh
you are totally right…but it is not a pretty face.
Cavernbook: a cavern where everyone chisel his/her photo and his/her thoughts
I’m guessing “chisel thoughts” is more akin to painting than writing. I like the idea though, very Lascaux
Recreational drug use can be traced to before written history. Bartering also existed then. I’d be a drug dealer.
You reckon the stuff back then was potent enough that people would buy it?
No no, it was freely given.
The ancient vers of the cornerboy shouting TWO FOR TEN
P sure psilo hasn’t really changed
Fun fact: Barter only seems to occur in human societies when a. markets were previously established b. those markets collapse. Check out David Graber’s ‘Debt: first 5000 yrs’ for more info. Most societies are debt based- as in people just do things for each other but keep basic accounts in there heads. Eg. You paid for dinner out last month, i’ll pay this month(doesn’t really matter how much was spent, the exactness isn’t very important) Or, my grandma makes the coolest knit socks, I’m gonna ask her to make some for me and then shes gonna have me do some yard work when i visit later.
I guess I could build a cart/waggon for easier transporting the dead animals the other guys hunted. Not sure if that would be much appreciated or if I just would be the weird guy again.
Maybe a plough would be more useful.
And building/improving shelter.
I could also make a fire after failing some time I suppose.
I can imagine you making a rock hammer, and having to sit there and justify to people why the end has that weird flange. “It’s for pulling things out!”
Right, come to think of it, I definitely would be the weird guy that doesn’t understand how the community works. I couldn’t speak their language, wouldn’t know their common practices and hierarchy.
I’d likely go (be exiled) on my own lonely journey (aaand thus quickly die).
Feeding the living with my body
