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TildeATH posted:Sounds like the little tyrant gets to make a godawful mess and only get a slap on the wrist. You lot are a bunch of softies--just like all of today's parents! Punishment for overseers can only be properly applied by a different overseer.
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Murk the childseer. Retribution for the loss of my hammer must be had.
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 5th Granite, 240 I've been exiled for, of all things, giving token lip service to Ugath. The irony. Someone managed to snatch away my exceptional ==iron spear== while I slept. At least that's all they did with it. Afterwards I was able to scrounge up a serviceable -bronze spear-. Fiddler Three is upset at me. The girl is very irritating, when I assigned her to the Nets of Charm she did not train, when put on active duty in The Rainy Boots she misplaced her equipment, and now she fumes at me as she is under my personal watch? She may be among the last of her family but she should learn some real conduct before she ends up at the end of a goblin pike! 20th Felsite, 240 ...she's dead, and those words in my journal serve as cruel comfort. Goblins are slain, and the exiled Ugathites revere myself and Peas as heroes. The Whip of Focus, huh? 4th Malachite, 240 We have captured goblins. They are in a rather unfortunate position with the ignited anger over their many attacks on Bronzestabbed. Still, it is interesting news. I don't think that child "Overseer" has found the murk coyotes, for that matter. All the better, I don't want to know what he would do with them. xxth Galena, 240 (hastily written) There seems to be another goblin siege. We are called to Duty, and I admit I am inordinately eager to see the sun again. I was born to venture the surface in search of glory and heroics, not suffocate under the earth forever! 21st Galena, 240 We have held the field. Kerrhyphen, "The Scalded Earth" joins the rank of veterans stuck in this prison. Should Tildeath not relinquish his position come a year, a military coup seems almost childishly easy at this point. 23rd Sandstone, 240 Maekrix Waere... I am left a widow in this godforsaken place. I will never have children, which leaves me ample time to prepare to avenge my husband with the heads of each and every invader from the Vice of Breaches that dares to attack these halls. Just the look on his face when I saw him, collapsed near the bodies of the lashers...his death was far too painful. My misgivings with the overseer grow each day. He is growing cold and distant, and I stay up at night worrying what will happen come Granite. Maybe I was wrong, maybe a mere child could not have caused this cruelty. But then I need to go for a walk. Rawkking fucked around with this message at 18:35 on Sep 3, 2012 |
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TildeATH posted:Oh, to be clear, in the narrative you're part of the dwarven conspiracy that's been running the secret magma forges and mining adamantine. The surest measure of any conspiracy's worth is how probable it is that it will unleash demons upon the world.
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Ramc posted:The surest measure of any conspiracy's worth is how probable it is that it will unleash demons upon the world. The dwarven Illuminati then, I take it.
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1) Toddlerbaron if at all possible. If not, Leperfish 2) If Leperfish becomes baron, then Banish!. Otherwise no opinion really. Sorry for the weird vote. I just want to see this trip of toddler power all the way.
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TildeATH posted:Oh, to be clear, in the narrative you're part of the dwarven conspiracy that's been running the secret magma forges and mining adamantine. It's just dwarves are kind of autistic lunatics, so naturally they gave you the title and naturally a credulous dwarf like Leperfish was willing to believe it was a metaphor. I think everyone in the fort is just happy to have a different metal than bloody copper, tin, and bronze. Let's see how the minotarrrs like the blue stuff 
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1. Leperfish should be baron. It only makes sense. 2. The previous overseers were not punished, and they weren't even elected! As such, leave the child be.
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Nice to see that my idea of delving deep for the sacred blue has come to fruition. Truly I, the lowly woodcutter/clothier, am the real mastermind behind this conspiracy. Or I'm just some guy that'll be eaten by cave spiders one day. One or the other.
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As soon as I get overseer I'm throwing everyone who mined adamantine into a penal squad. That poo poo is forbidden for a reason! 
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Internet Kraken posted:AS as I get overseer I'm throwing everyone who mined adamantine into a penal squad. That poo poo is forbidden for a reason! Now now, if you follow standard extraction procedure, everything will be fine. Well, there is a
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Internet Kraken posted:As soon as I get overseer I'm throwing everyone who mined adamantine into a penal squad. That poo poo is forbidden for a reason! Fortunately I am an Adept Pacifier. "You know what would cheer you up? A nice adamantine mail shirt!"
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XX XXXXXXXXX XXX Conspiracy Theory All Names, dates and locations removed Transcript begins XXXXXXXX "One year is all we have said we would give" He looked around at the others in the room on the top floor seeking confirmation. "If he does not step down then we must make our move. For the good of the fort" XXX XXXX XXXX "What do you say XXX? Your opinion has always been greatly valued. Do you see this course of action as wise?" XXX XXX He chews absently on some rock nuts with a glazed look in his eyes. "Sometimes you have to break something to let it heal properly, but also stronger." XXX XXXX XXXX "When I accepted this position, my intention was to never go about it this way. Ugath teaches us acceptance of our circumstances. While these are not ideal, we have done very well in a short amount of time. We have provided a life for those who have felt like it was cast aside." XXXXXXXX "Yet you had us train people to fight. You wanted weapons yourself. You knew that this would be a possibility. When the year ends, will you give the order." XXX XXXX XXXX "You are correct, though I have hoped it could be avoided. What about you XXXXX, do we have enough food stockpiles should we become holed up in here." XXXXX "I Have grown what I could in a short amount of time. Some things need different enviroments that we dont have access to." Her answer was cryptic in which way she felt, but everyone knew there were names on her mental list she would like to beat. XXX XXXX XXXX "They have more weapons than we do, that is for sure. But, it is logical that if this fort is to heal and continue to grow and hold back any more attacks, we must be allowed back into Bronzestabbed society. The rumors are confirmed that there is some sort of human type dwelling now within the fort." He looks over to XXXXXXXX and XXXX, "What troubles do you forsee in this plan of action?" At this point, XXX XXX and XXXXX take their leave, both to go check on supplies of food, drink, and medical. XXXX "Internet Kraken. He will fight hard against us if it comes to that. They are better armed and supplied but will also have choke points available to them to keep us contained. XXXXXXXX and I will have to try various flanking tactics to draw the battle to us. Is the back way in ready to use?" XXX XXXX XXXX Answer stricken from record. Ten minutes of conversation missing XXXXXXXX "Agreed. We will wait for his word then." With a nod the last two take their leave to finalize their own plans. XXX XXXX XXXX is left alone on the top floor with the thought of dwarven blood being spilled by his hands. The words of XXX XXX of little comfort. Transcript Ends Shiv Katall fucked around with this message at 00:39 on Sep 4, 2012 |
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  Moonstone through Obsidian 28th, 240 Qword cursed as he checked another whining baby. Babies everywhere, getting whatever they wanted, but not him. LotionMan was finally brought in for his check-up. He'd been born five months ago, but apparently the parents didn't think they should notify anyone.  Then there was the broker's new kid, Pickled Tink.  And a tiny but very strong thing named Cathulhu.  He gave each an even less thorough examination than he normally would and hurried out of Star Guarded Memorial. Qword pushed his massive bulk into the mayor's office. "The brat insists on choosing Leperfish for baron! Can you believe it?! I'm his father!" The mayor waved him off. "The liason never even asked."  "WHAT!?! Then who's going to live in my new house??"  "We've all had to make sacrifices, Qword. But we've all benefited from it. We got what we wanted."   "Some of us didn't."    "Speaking of we, where's our sheriff?" "He got trapped underground, trying to rescue me," the mayor said off-handedly as she started to look at her boots strangely. "He was never meant for this conspiracy, he was always a bit too noble." ***** The Captain of the Guard knew the rules. If you're in the caverns, you could get sealed in. It happens--a mason may not know everyone has come back. And it had happened to her. Every military dwarf learns the rule--stay near a central pillar and wait, the miners will dig you out. Sealed in, cut off, and out of ammo. And she could hear the scraping claws on the ground that told her the crundles had found her again.  Then she heard something else, a louder, more powerful scraping.  "You Ugathers always take your time, don't you." She said when Babies stepped out of the newly mined passage. "The Muckfather tells us all good things, like muck, take time." Gnu Sheriff rolled her eyes. "Right." "You know," Babies said, "You shouldn't slip out of the monastery so quickly when we get back. Tonight's the Mucktism." "The what?" "A Mucktism is a ceremony handed down to us for consecrating a new temple. First you dig a long pit, and fill it with a variety of creatures native to your land."  "Then, you gather a crew of noble Ugathine warriors."  "Then you let the creatures fight for a bit..."  "...and then you kill the poo poo out of them."  "It creates a great mucky mess."  "Less religious dwarves see it as sort of a circus, the blood and spectacle make for great entertainment. And, of course, there are many non-military Ugathers who will make some excuse or another to come by and pick up a rock or stray bolt just to catch a glimpse of the action."   "More pragmatic fellows think of it as a training exercise, to better understand the strengths and weaknesses of our enemies. Surely military dwarves want to know just how resilient these murked creatures can be."       "Finally, there are those that truly believe the creation of a mucky soup of filth consecrates a place, or time, or person. In this case, all three."   "Well," Gnu Sheriff said skeptically, "Which one are you?" Babies just smiled, "My dear captain, who said you had to be just one?" Gnu Sheriff pulled on a cloak and snuck through the tunnels out of the monastery that ran underneath the Mucky Mile. She passed many dwarves carrying wares from the secret forges up to the depot to trade with the caravan. There were too many dwarves that knew, now, and the secret wouldn't keep much longer. She grabbed an armor bin and carried out into the disgusting sunlight, where the new broker was speaking to the foreign dwarves. They were asking for more from the novice appraiser.  "He said yes!" The Trader yelled to the traders behind him, who started laughing and cheering.  "Maybe you want one of these..."  "No," PoptartsNinja responded, "Steel. Anything made of steel. We'll give you some of this,"  "and these:"   "Matched sceptres, but of such different styles," the merchant said, impressed by their craftsmanship. "What are they for?" PoptartsNinja shrugged. He pointed out a few more pieces of steel, some anvils and toys, and signaled several chests full of ogre clothing in exchange, along with more weapons and armor and old finely made bone crafts. "Give the rest to our regent. Here is a special package from our todd--er, overseer."   "How... generous. I would love to meet your overseer." PoptartsNinja started to walk away without answering, and finally said, without stopping, "No you wouldn't." Another dwarf ran up just as the merchants had begun to pack their wares. "For the love of Tithleth, tell me you didn't trade any boots!"  **********  "Yak-mom," Tilde said to Falgund as he sat in her lap while the two ate kangaroo tallow biscuits and beer together. "I don't want to be Overseer anymore. It's really hard work and I thought it would just be fun." "You should be thankful, at least you weren't asked to run a goblin camp." "This place is as dirty as a goblin camp," Tilde said, pouting. "Well, did you learn anything?" "Not really."  His mother squeezed his hairy cheeks. "Come on, you can try harder than that." Tilde set his jaw, trying to look like he was thinking hard. "I guess I learned that dwarves are kind of crazy, and greedy, and stupid, but they're not really bad. And even if they have bad things happen to them, like dying or having their legs bit off or being banished to a mud pit or losing their job or getting trapped in a mineshaft or being shot in the liver--" "Tilde..." He smiled. "I was going to say: they make the best out of it. I guess it's pretty easy to be ecstatic when you're a dwarf. Even in Bronzestabbed."
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Diary of Yeol Bellsfissures, Battlefield Surgeon 2nd Obsidian 240 I wish that I could write more often diary, but time likes to make itself scarce. Training for war, and the birth of a daughter, provide no help. In my last entry, I mentioned that in the heat of battle I had discovered a whole new medical subfield, "brain surgery". I've told other soldiers about this, and while the name has stuck, they use it to refer to my fighting style. They think I was joking. I was not. Of course I don't think that the blunt application of force to the skull is medically viable. But consider this, diary: we have known for centuries (two, specifically) that the brain is where the mind is, or if you're more religious, where it is tied to the body. But medical science has advanced, and there is more to the story. The qualities of the mind are determined by the shape of the brain, and we now know that, in turn, the shape of the brain affects the shape of the skull. One can look at any creature in this world, and through the physiology of its skull, know its character better than a dwarf who interacted with that creature for decades. But consider this, diary: if a dwarf's personality is tied to the myriad bumps and valleys of his skull, could we not change that personality by changing the shape of the skull, and thus that of the brain? Could we not take the criminal and make him a hardworking dwarf once more? Could we not take the religious fanatic and make him overcome his attachment to those fairytales he so wrongly believes? Could we not cure the otherwise terminally melancholic?
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Wow, go away for a couple days and a ton of quality updates drop in a hurry. I cannot wait to see where this is going. Just general bookkeeping stuff: my dwarf's skill update screenshot in the spreadsheet is a copy of Kerrhyphen's. Assuming that's a copypaste error. It's not critical but I would like to see what my dwarf is up to. Also, just in case the vote is still going on, Leperfish for baron and leave him be.
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Call for Overseers OK kids, TildeATH has finished his term in record time, and it sure was a good one. But it's time for the next batch of hopefuls to throw their names in the ring. You have 24 hours (or possibly slightly more) to sign up for the next term as Overseer. Use this form. The fortress is fairly mature. You need to have some experience with a Dwarf Fortress having 150+ dwarves in it. You need to have a good amount of free time over the next couple of weeks. You'll be expected to update regularly: an update every 48 hours or less is the rule of thumb, although occasionally a 72-hour gap is acceptable (but TildeATH will complain). Here's the overseer results sheet if you want to see who has signed up so far. Good luck!
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you did a great job TildeAth. Quality updates with enough suspense to make you always wonder what was about to happen next. You will be a tough act to follow for the next overseer, but I look forward to what will happen next in the story line for both sides.
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I had a lot of fun, but boy it's a lot more work than it looks. There's still much more to be seen out of this version of DF, and I'm looking forward to the next overseers take on the LP. Oh, and I didn't mention it during my turn, but this: Loden Taylor posted:
This was better than anything I could have written. This is spectacular. If I could have squeezed out any more time for any more things in Bronzestabbed, it would have been to use the theatre just because of that journal entry.
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So what's the deal ith the adamantie? Why is it forbidden? Is it cursed or something, or could there be a cave in, once it is gone? Either way. This was a nice year.
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There is an extra special variety of Fun associated with adamantine. Eagerly anticipating the next overseer's turn at the helm. TildeATH is going to be a hard act to follow, but then one could say that of pretty much all the overseers thus far. OhCrap posted:2. Call him a Bad Toddlerseer
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Air is lava! posted:So what's the deal ith the adamantie? Why is it forbidden? Is it cursed or something, or could there be a cave in, once it is gone? You can mine it safely, but one screwup is all you need to massively gently caress the fortress. I have applied for overseership. If TildeATH can oversee at 3 years of age, I can do it at 3 days of age Also, I am absolutely shocked at how close my dwarfs personality is to my own. Pickled Tink fucked around with this message at 10:22 on Sep 4, 2012 |
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TildeATH posted:I had a lot of fun, but boy it's a lot more work than it looks. Ahahaha, yes it is. Lots and lots of work. I'd totally be rubbing your face in that if you hadn't just burned crazily fast through a turn
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Pozzo posted:Ahahaha, yes it is. Lots and lots of work. I'd totally be rubbing your face in that if you hadn't just burned crazily fast through a turn I felt like I had to. The more time I took, the more time it ate, an update would never actually finish, it's like you had to make it finish. There are so many details, so many ways to describe a turn, that it literally will eat up all the time you put into it. We all laugh at the sperginess of DF's design, but it really is like a machine for telling stories. The reason I lost track of Emong's artifact and LotionMan and the captured Giant Cave Spider, and countless other things is because, Christ, you can't talk about it all, even if you actually take screenshots of it all. I'm just glad it's done.
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I've finally caught up with the thread. TildeATH, that was a wonderfully entertaining turn  . In fact, the whole thing has been an absolute joy to read. I feel bad about having to skim through a lot of the journal entries. Leperflesh, you're doing an amazing job managing the LP.I don't really have the time to devote to overseership, but I'd still like to play around with the save. I'm not going to post anything I might find, but how likely am I to spoil myself by doing it?
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Well, hmm. It depends on exactly what you do, I suppose. There's definitely spoilers if you just read through the Legends stuff. If you look around the fortress, you may see things that overseers haven't discussed (yet); those would be mostly minor spoilers. If you start playing ahead, though, you might encounter events that are likely to happen during a future overseer's turn, which is definitely spoiler territory. And, if you use dfhack to reveal the map, that's obviously spoilery too. Probably you won't "ruin" your experience with the LP by playing with the save. Some folks prefer to be completely in the dark, others don't mind having some idea of what's coming, so it kind of depends on your personal preferences. Of course, if you do grab the save and/or poke around on the overseer site, you are enjoined and bound by honor not to post spoilers in the thread.
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Internet Kraken posted:That was an entire turn? It was...remarkably fast. And also incredibly good. Not sure how I'd be able to follow that, but given my luck with RNGs I don't even have to worry about that. So even if you do manage to win the RNG for the save a second time, the law of averages shall dictate that you end up with plenty of content to follow the act with in the form of the appearance of Kovest 2.0, now with deadly dust before the first month even passes. Right? Rawkking fucked around with this message at 00:28 on Sep 5, 2012 |
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Time's up! Pencils down! This time we've only got 10 volunteers (well, 11, but Qwo doesn't agree to stipulations and is therefore disqualified) so: 1d10=10 Congratulations YeOldeButchere, youuuuuuu are our next Overseer! Please PM or email me as soon as possible. Don't start playing till we've had a chance to chat. The save is up on the Overseer site in the usual place (Bronzestabbed6.zip).
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I am told I am no longer overseer. I do not believe it. This cannot be possible. I often said I did not want to be overseer, but no one ever held me to it. Now no one listens to me. I wander the fort, ignored. Leperfish! Leperfish can help me!! I was going to make him baron! But no, he speaks to me coldly, as if I was a child.  He lectures me on our history.  This place.  Its violent surroundings.   And then he tells me of his own sad plight, that drives him to save his people.  I have wasted my time as overseer. I realize I know nothing of the dwarves I spent a year ruling over. I rush to the dining room and start talking to every dwarf I see. Vox Nihili demonstrates a piety I never knew.   And dwarves recite to me their many sad lamentations.   And others speak of their simple, short lives.    And some are simply cold and intimidating.  The mayor is there, and she lives up to the worst remarks about her, including her exaggeration...  ...and her callousness.  And then I find out that one dwarf, a dwarf I never paid attention to, who reminded me, somehow, of fevered dreams of space and the orbs of the heavens, and maddened toddlerseers of the jungle. This simple, modest dwarf comes from one of the most storied families in the world.         I go to the Ugathers, and find them to be all I was told.   But they also speak of the same blasted landscape around us.   I see Chickenfrogdwarf, and he only speaks of what he once did, and his noble relatives.    But his son is perfectly willing to speak of that which his father refuses to even acknowledge.   And other tragedies of his family.  Peas speaks wistfully about better lands and better times.   And how that compared to where we lived.   Nearby, in the Ugathine 'hospital' I speak to InwardChaos, who lies in traction.    She glares at me. Blames me. I realize what I must do. What I have to do. Why they all tell me about the surrounding world. Why everyone I ask speaks of the weasels to the south, the giant kingsnakes and harpies to the north, and of the world at large. First, to rifle through Ugath's own stocks.  Nothing...  Hypocrites...  Jackpot!  And better!! But my hands are full of axe and shield, and I'll need a backpack. This proves more difficult than I ever thought. I search another stockpile, near the entrance to the fort.  Mostly, it's full of useless stuff.  But then I find it.  Outside, I pass a field filled with animals, blood, gore, and scattered goblin and elven items and corpses.  When I reach the river and find it frozen, I finally realize this is another dream.  No wonder I feel so different. Perhaps when I awaken, I will be overseer again. Until then, I wonder what this dream requires of me. When I hear the scream, I realize.  Ah, NineOfEight's eagle, which mocked me in my power. Now, I must face it as a dwarf. But to do so, I must pass beyond the realm of Bronzestabbed. It is forbidden, but I step across, despite the crime ensconced in the masterpiece bronze shirt I wear.  I am sure, even for doing so in a dream, that Vox Nihili would hammer me were he to find out. But this sacrilegious kobold-like behavior is necessary to fulfill my dream-destiny.     The dream tells me. I am not overseer of Bronzestabbed. I can never be overseer of Bronzestabbed again. 
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Yeah, I'm just gonna go ahead and make that an official update on the end of TildeATH's turn. It's all but a dream, but it's obviously too significant to relegate to the journal entries.
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Wiser words were never spoken. Have you accepted deformity into your life today?
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loving A  This is what DF LPs are all about, can we all just please embrace the crazy?
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