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 23rd Obsidian 239 What in the name of Ugath has just happened? Leperfish has shown his inability as a founder to control anything around here. He should have just popped the kid in the mouth. Internet Kraken just rolled over after he was proclaimed the next rightful Overseer. Where was the vote for this to happen? What was SilentW trying to accomplish? I do not have much time left and my mind is racing with possibilities. There are many who are not at all content with the way things are now going. Perhaps we should hold a meeting and begin a plan of action. There are militia who worship Ugath and will not stand by while this atrocity takes place. The child is already being controlled by Qword, but who will be next to sway the brat to another way of thinking. I make no secret of not supporting the 'Sankis' reason of us being here, this current action is extreme and not at all in the lines of tradition. Anger and hate will spread thru our home like a disease if this continues. Already people are trying to buy their way out by offering up lists of those who worship The Almighty Ugath. Regardless of what transpires within the next few days. I will hold onto my faith. I proudly serve Ugath and if this is His Will then I accept only that. What they seem to not understand is that while we serve Ugath, we have no problems with other Gods or Goddess they worship. That we do not seek death, but accept it as a means to pass from this life into our next. To be reborn continually. Ugath is Just. He has done miracles here and has punished those who went against Him. Maybe they all should here the truth why we are really here. Perhaps that time has come. I will seek to address those who listen. First, I must do one thing. To the False Overseer of Bronzestab. Here is a list of a faithful believer of Ugath Muckycrypts and Lorsith Slick Slinky Should any harm fall upon any believer, Ugath will seek retribution in blood. Remember Zapdos and his family.
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Excuse me young man, but did you get your mother's permission to persecute a religious group?
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Oh hey, someone bothered to check my dorf page instead of assuming that her primary religion was the only one.
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I'm on to you, Rawkking. You may claim to be only a "casual" worshipper, but in my opinion that's just as bad as being a "casual" elf. You're either with us or against us.
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Opal 9, 239 Wife and I have arrived to our daughter's new home. We hear troubling news and words carry the weight of emotion behind them. Dire portents ahead. I fear for wife and daughter, but after many years, a whole family we shall be once again. Military expected lifespan is ruinous and brutal. We must convince child to delist from the soldier's life. I know the paces from before she was born. The metal of the spear reflects the soul. Mortality is one heartbeat away. Opal 10 Daughter's feelings are like the summer sky. Her words confirm our suspicion. We cannot leave, though, knowing the need this fortress has, and not without our child. Opal 11 Wife stirs. She adapts quickly to work and life here. I may attempt to run for mayor, there is much unhappiness in the fortress and an overflow of skilled triage workers. Opal 18 I hear words being said. This bodes ill. Obsidian 23, 240 Wife frowned today. I also frown. Obsidian 23, addendum I will speak with the others. We follow the Mountain Spirits naught in my family. aldantefax fucked around with this message at 01:19 on Aug 30, 2012 |
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is the new save up, cause I am still showing bronzestabbed4 and why are we back in in 239 of obsidian. Did I miss something?
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As my contribution to the ongoing inquisition, after double checking the religion of my dwarf, I've decided to stop procrastinating and update the dwarf skill/description spreadsheet. Now you can easily check the religion affiliation of every single dwarf of the fortress using a single convenient google doc, without the hassle of digging through the 87-page thread just to snitch on your parents/dead significant other. By the way, my late wife and my late mother-in law were a Ugath worshippers. Magrov fucked around with this message at 01:26 on Aug 30, 2012 |
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scamtank posted:The gall of this goddamn generation. Not even goblins speak ill of their dead. I'm just saying, if they were faster at drinking than a drat elf they'd still be alive. 
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  Granite, 240 "That's a long list of names," Magrov said. "Are we really supposed to throw them out? The temple isn't even dug out." "We're supposed to evict them," Otto Print responded. "They can sleep in the dormitories or on the floor until then. Don't act so glum, most of these lists are from the damned cultists, themselves. I think they want to be on their own. I heard they're even talking about electing a 'High Priest' or "Great Muck' or something. Democracy... that proves how strange they are." "Is that why they ordered their dining room dug right beneath the river... Earthworms falling right into your food." "Yeah, I guess..."  "Well, these rooms are kind of weird, anyway. I mean, everyone keeps talking about the 'masterpieces' that Teim and Strom Cuzewon keep carving on the floors and the walls, but it's always about that same creepy monster. Here it is becoming that creepy monster. Here it is dying. I heard there's one where it's just walking around."   Magrov looked at the list. "Hey, some of these dwarves aren't even alive. How do you evict a dead dwarf?"    Tilde was playing with Shedlisid, pretending to sink and crash the cat bone boat over and over again. "It's funny, normally they break when I do this, but this one won't break no matter how hard I throw it into the ocean!" A dwarf grunted from the shadows, "You're not supposed to play with artifacts." Ignoring him, Tilde continued, "Oh, Tarox told me he found some Ugathers, so I said his dad didn't have to go to the mudhole."  "You can't do that!" "I already did! Tarox promised his dad was okay and I asked him to double-draltha swear and he did. You can't break a double-draltha swear! And you told me to promise if they brought ten, they could have what they want. One of them even asked for a pool!" The shadowy figure shook his head. "Maybe you should let me take a look at this, aren't you supposed to be harvesting?" "Oh, I told everyone I didn't want to play farmer anymore. From now on, only the farmers do that. I'm not a farmer, I'm an overseer!"  Wales Grey looked up from what was proving to be a pretty decent drink in an admittedly legendary dining room. He'd earned it, after a long day of shuffling Ugath cultists out of their rooms and off to the muddy dormitory that had hastily been dug out of the mud and sand of their "Monastery". "Where's Rawkking, anyway," he asked to no one in particular. "Someone needs to tell him he's supposed to give up command of the Lovely Treaties. I heard Fiddler Three is so disgusted at serving under a cultist that she's on the verge of melancholy. She claims it's for other reasons, but I'm sure it's because of Rawkking's muck-tendencies."  "I heard he ordered his squad down into the caverns to take care of a pack of troglodytes." Woytaz responded from the great table. He was a known Ugath worshiper, but also worshiped Lorsith, and so far this had spared him banishment, and only garnered a few sneers both from those that hated Ugath and those that loved her. "But ever since word got out that Rawkking was an Ugath-lover, no one listened to him, except for Nineofeight." "The footless one? That must not have ended well." "No, it didn't."      Wales Gray clicked his tongue as he reached for another roast. "I heard another cloud of murk was spotted on the 20th. That's the second this month."  "The second?" "The child DoubleDonut saw a small cloud of fiendish murk two weeks ago!" "What's a child doing on the foul side of the river?" "The murk was on our side, right next to the fortress..."  The doors swung open as the child Dirt rushed into the room. "The gods send us a message in support of our crusade against Muckcrypts!" 
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I kind of wish there were more moodable skills. I want Markus to create artifact sutures of his initials into a patient.
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You know, all we need are tiny rooms that flood with lava like we had in Syrupleaf and we'll have transplanted Paranoia into Dwarf Fortress 
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Die Zombie Die posted:is the new save up, cause I am still showing bronzestabbed4 and why are we back in in 239 of obsidian. Did I miss something? poo poo, I knew I forgot to do something. The Overseer site now has a link to Bronzestabbed5.zip. As always, contains spoilers, do not spoil, etc. The date is Granite 240 (which is the first month of the year and the first month of Spring in the dwarven calendar), but I think TildeATH chose to begin his journal updates/narration slightly earlier, to overlap with Rawkking's final post or two.
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SirPhoebos posted:You know, all we need are tiny rooms that flood with lava like we had in Syrupleaf and we'll have transplanted Paranoia into Dwarf Fortress Shhhh. Don't give away my stichk for when I'm Overseer!  Long Live The Glorious Dwarven Complex Bronzestabbed! Stay alert! Trust no one! Keep your crossbow handy! Avoid Hammering! Register your Strange Moods today! Ugath Worshipers are everywhere! Drink your booze like a good citizen. Happiness is Mandatory. -This Engraving Has Been Deleted For Security Reasons- The Overseer is your friend.
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Vaga42Bond posted:Shhhh. Don't give away my stichk for when I'm Overseer! Its like Battlestar Gallactica and living in a Fallout vault while being a dwarf. Best game ever. Actually, could use a Portal here and there then all would be well. Shiv Katall fucked around with this message at 03:25 on Aug 30, 2012 |
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 A Journal Entry has come! A hastily-scrawled note. Its beer-stained parchment is yellowed. Its ink is splotched everywhere. Beware its serious tone! My parents have arrived. For what reason, I cannot fathom. Perhaps they thought fortune would smile upon them here. Perhaps they missed me, their only child. I can only hope their skills as doctors will not be needed. Father does not approve of my new profession. He is a hypocrite. I know him to be skilled with the spear. Had he come with husband and I, I may have been swayed. But I have kills now. I struck down two filthy rodent-people in the depths below Bronzestabbed. My sword is my arm. Father says there is truth in labouring in the dirt. He is wrong. The only truth in this place is in the sword. The only truth is in defending my new home from the scum of the earth. To protect my parents and my husband - that is my calling. Someday you will see, father. The balance of power here has shifted. Wise Rawkking outed as an Ugath-lover. His replacement - a child. A child cannot rule. This infant must be but a puppet for some hateful dwarf. The order has been given: Gather up all worshippers of Ugath Muckcrypts. Their suffering is no concern of mine. As long as I serve The Rainy Boots, my blade belongs to Childe TildeATH. OOC: I'm so glad my dwarf is such a badass. Hopefully her style won't be cramped by her totally square parents. 
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Granite 1, 240 I learn of son-in-law. I frown. Granite 3 Watched daughter's practice routine, as she wields a weapon different than I. She holds it well, but I see tragedy in the future. Comments withheld. Granite 7 Daughter seen fraternizing with male dwarf. I look at the registry - husband? Well enough, she is past marriage age when she left our care. She claims kills, and they are noted in her logs, but two kills in a battle that isn't worthy to be entered into its own tome is unremarkable. A single one, even! Ego is ruinous. Granite 12 Desecration of the dead under pretext of relocating. Ugath's followers have a piteous fate in this tyranny. Granite 14 Daughter stares ice dagger stare when I watch practice. She does not know what wife and I have seen. Why we are good at dressing wounds and suturing. Where my oratory is descended from. We are death-comforters; those that we cannot repair, we stay with until their passing. It is after her time away. Ignorance is cruel. Daughter may yet learn this hard truth.
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So, I've been adding the current skills, traits, profession and happiness as of the last save available on the spreadsheet, but uncharacteristically I've decided to ask permission first, to avoid any The information I'm disclosing is this:  Is this kosher?
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I'm pretty sure Gnu Sheriff is an ardent follower of Ugath. Please send him to the muck and make me, our most experienced law enforcement officer, sheriff instead. TIA.
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As a stout worshiper of the gods Lorsith and Esar, I humbly suggest that we go further than merely creating a muck-village for the slime-lovers. Let us sequester them within that place of mud until the end of time. Let us create a quarantine to protect the good, clean dwarves of Bronzestabbed. Let us eat unspoilt food and drink clean, clear beer that has not been put to filth by their foul hands and mouths. I am proposing that we forcibly hold the filth-drinkers in their place. A binding Writ of Burrow might be issued to prevent them from having access to all but their vile den, and walls constructed such that they might only come across us gooddwarves by traveling over the surface. If they will eat, let them eat crops of their own, drink their own sludge, and rest upon craftworks of their own hand. If they would serve in the militia, or already do (as I fear some may), let them continue their service, but only under trustworthy officers who keep to the proper gods. Let them hold no office but of their own devising, and let them manage no affairs but of their own. And let any child or immigrant who shall proclaim Ugath join them in their wretchedness. But we are merciful- let those of the muck who take two or more gods be spared if they would forsake Ugath upon entry. Those who worship Ugath alone are patently beyond such easy redemption. We are the vanguard in the war against the dark, the deformed, and the ill. Let not the Ugath swine lead us astray. Let us be righteous, and may any who defy our young overseer's Correct and Proper orders be put amongst the Ugath excrement, and those there who would yet rebel be put to the murk, such that they and their twisted lord may be at one, and we may finally be In The Right to dispatch them on sight. Lastly, if I may: Let us arm all gooddwarves who take not the pick or axe with crossbows and bolts of bronze and copper, and clad all of our kind with gleaming helms appropriate for our higher station. I, fortress smith, volunteer to outfit all who would stand with stone and sound flesh over muck and decay.
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Magrov posted:So, I've been adding the current skills, traits, profession and happiness as of the last save available on the spreadsheet, but uncharacteristically I've decided to ask permission first, to avoid any I don't see why not, most of that is already known things, and it's not particularly spoilerific to see that a dwarf has dabbled in a boat load of social skills since migrating.
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Well, this thread has just taken a sharp turn towards fantastic. Because clearly, why would Dorfs have religions if they weren't meant to persecute each other over them?
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Y'know, compared to this, my gimmick, should I ever get to enact it, will seem sane! And I went REALLY far out there for it too.
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Vaga42Bond posted:Shhhh. Don't give away my stichk for when I'm Overseer! What, no carefully hidden treasonous messages? For shame!
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I made a dwarf relationship map from the Legends mode XML dump. Blue boxes/dots = male dwarves Red boxes/dots = female dwarves Faded boxes/dots = RIP Blue lines connect spouses. Green lines point to children. This shows named dwarves and unnamed close relatives. Some families actually go back far enough for this map to look like a huge mess (which I will show once we can spoil things). The dots are dwarves without a custom name, they either just haven't been named yet or haven't migrated to Bronzestabbed. In some cases, first-born children stayed home while their parents migrated and then had more kids. I checked on some of these, take a look at 'captain_duck' near the top right corner. You'll see his deceased wife 'moonwalk' and their daughter 'barbarossa'. You'll also see a deceased daughter and her widower as dots. She died "back home" before 'captain_duck' and family migrated to Bronzestabbed, and her husband stayed behind. 
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Slate, 240 "Pants?" "And that same weird monster that so obsesses our engravers..." The dwarf spoke to his shadowy compatriots. "What does it mean?"   Internet Kraken marched back and forth in front of the new troops. One was practically a child.  "With all the cultists stupidly banished to their own militia, we need to train you lot to be soldiers. Now, we could do this through individual combat drills, but I've heard there are a few Crundles in the caverns, and I think the best way for you to learn combat is through a Crundlehunt." The trek to the caverns was long, wet, and pungeant. Mossy-covered stairs gave way to mushroom forests and enormous chambers lit by phosphorescent moss. As the soldiers assembled, Internet Kraken pulled two aside. "Not you, Woytaz, I want you to hang back." Woytaz sighed. "It's because I revere Ugath." "Not that I care, you also follow Lorsith, as do I. But that's what the overseer ordered." "The overseer was eating paste the other day, and makes giant moose noises when he plays with his artifact boat." "He's still the overseer. Let me ask you something, why even serve in this military, with everyone treating your people like this?"  Internet Kraken pointed at another dwarf. "Tiler Kiwi, you're to watch Woytaz." Tiler Kiwi grimaced. The two leaned against a giant mushroom, listening to the sounds of Crundlehunting in the distance. "Woytaz, why would anyone worship Ugath Muckcrypts? I mean, Lorsith sounds lovely, and much cleaner." Woytaz smiled. "Lorsith isn't a bed of roses. The ocean reeks, and there are legends of Lorsith cursing all manner of dwarves with foul ailments that you would think more appropriate to Muckcrypts. In a word, what is life?" But Tiler Kiwi responded only by yelling "Crundle!" Looking up, Woytaz saw a mass of red, clawed creatures running toward them, chased by dwarves in mismatched leather armor. The Crundle, despite its fearsome appearance, was rather flimsy.  Woytaz laughed, wiping the blood and grime from his face. "Three-Phase went into a trance."   "So did La Croix!" Tiler Kiwi said laughing. "What a thing to see." "The difference is that La Croix is a psychotic. Even Crundles shouldn't be tortured."   "Oh, is that what Ugath teaches?" But this time it was Woytaz's turn to not respond, as both dwarves heard new shouting, unintelligable at first but then clear. "CAVE OGRE!"  They came upon them in time to see La Croix, his shoulder crumpled, while the blind ogre bowled over Magrov. The thing was enormous and disgusting, with no eyes and massive, meaty fists, each with only two giant fingers. It reached out and grabbed Magrov's wrist, crushing it like tin foil. Woytaz and Tiler Kiwi didn't wait, rushing to attack.    By the time they were finished, they saw more dwarves arriving. Internet Kraken looked at them grimly. "There are two more blind ogres. And we're not going after them until Gnu Order and the Rainy Boots arrive.  They split up as they approached the two resting ogres, to keep them from escaping. Woytaz followed Tiler Kiwi through a maze of twisty little passages, all alike. They heard shouts and battle ahead, but were unprepared for the enormous ogre rushing toward them. Glaring somehow with no eyes, it moved too fast, and Woytaz realized that it had bitten off Tiler Kiwi's hand. Then it came at him.   Panting, the Ogre ran deeper into the caverns, and a vague pursuit could be heard, but suddenly Woytaz felt very cold. He looked to a pale, barely breathing Tiler Kiwi, and nudged her slightly. The other dwarf opened her eyes weakly. "This is where we're to die, in the muck? I know how you may feel Woytaz, but I would have preferred to die on the beach."  "And then what happened?" a dwarf asked from the audience. "Bugbats came flying into the cavern, a dozen at least. And we were ordered back and all soldiers were to be outfitted with full metal armor, even the archers. But before we left, we caught up with that cave ogre, Life_source named him Likoturrith, 'Inkscarred'. He and Helical_nightmares killed him. "I got the killing blow!" Helical_nightmares proclaimed. "So Woytaz bled to death, too?" a dwarf asked, it was jbz, the legendary leatherworker. "He was pale when we last saw him," one of the dwarves responded. "We'll send a squad down there to scare off the bugbats so that the bodies can be picked up." "But he might still be alive?" The room was crowded, but it grew quiet suddenly as Vox Nihili spoke. "Who cares, he's one of Ugath's anyway. Save us the trouble of shipping his carcasse to a muddy coffin." "But he might still be alive." jbz said again, but this time as a statement. Internet Kraken sneered. "We can't just go rushing down there, there's been reports of ogres across the river, two she-ogres and their gigalo. We have to keep an eye on them."  "I'll recover Woytaz, if he still lives." "You would risk Bugbats and worse, for a crippled Ugath worshiper? But you don't even revere any god at all." "There are other reasons to do good."   "The wounds are painful, but mostly fixable," Markus said, looking at his charges. La Croix  Magrov  Anela Cistine  "The toddlerseer came by, and asked me to cure Woytaz's Ugath reverence..." Meanwhile 
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Tarox posted:
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TildeATH posted:
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Magrov posted:The information I'm disclosing is this: This is OK, provided you don't make it possible for the audience to identify (directly or by deduction) a dwarf with, uh... unusual traits. The_Groove posted:I made a dwarf relationship map from the Legends mode XML dump. This is also fine, with the restriction you self-imposed, as well as the restriction I mentioned for Magrov; but, as a suggestion, it might be a lot easier to understand if you used one of the more customary patterns of drawing family trees. Personally I like an organization that puts the oldest generation at the top and youngest at the bottom, with married couples on the same row and their children beneath them.
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FinalSin posted:HONK HONK HONK is now a serious contender for i poo poo trains' "Best Dwarf Name" title. I forgot I'd signed up for this, but this is my dwarf. No mention of her since page 79. Hopefully her face hasn't melted off.
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Great updates TildeATH, really enjoying the details you work into the narrative.
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Gooses and Geeses posted:I forgot I'd signed up for this, but this is my dwarf. No mention of her since page 79. Hopefully her face hasn't melted off. I almost nominated you (or your dwarf) for Ugath worshiping imprisonment. I have no idea if that's accurate, but I do love the name.
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Excellent start, TildeATH! Looks like we're in for another great year. I do like the simplicity that the mind of a child brings to the fortress, and I hope we'll see more of Qword and the Yak trying to 'steer' your Toddlerseership (which is definitely a word). A minor request for the 2nd post Leperflesh: Could you put the descriptions of the gods in along with the portraits?
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Anchors posted:And perhaps most notably of the bunch, former overseers and possible Cult leader masterminds, BAHAHAHA GOOD LUCK PUNISHING THE MEATSHIELD NOW
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TildeATH posted:But ever since word got out that Rawkking was an Ugath-lover, no one listened to him, except for Nineofeight."  Here I was resigned to the fact my dwarf was going to be a crippled nobody for the rest of her life after the toadening incident. Better get journal entrying. 
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Bene Elim posted:I hope we'll see more of Qword and the Yak trying to 'steer' your Toddlerseership (which is definitely a word). You'll like the next update. I was actually hoping Yak-mom or perv-dad would make some requests in-thread, but I have a sufficiently low opinion of their dwarf alter-egos to get this done... I actually hadn't planned to tell the story of Woytaz and Tiler Kiwi at all, and was focusing on some other stuff for the last update, but then this happened: And I thought, "drat, that dwarf had his foot bitten off, and he kept hacking at that ogre with his axe, and then the ogre broke his axe-hand, but the dwarf just kept fighting with his shield and kicking until it ran away. drat, that dwarf needs a story." And since it turned out it was old, half-Ugath Woytaz, and since Tiler Kiwi died right next to him, and with the near-impossibility of getting anyone down into the cavern (which was/is infested with bugbats right now, and the entire military was basically off-duty finally putting on some metal armor) but then Jbz just waltzes right down and grabs him. So I got all sappy and thought that would add a nice touch to the anti-Ugath story. Funny thing, and I know I could go back to an older save or migrant list to find this out, but I never did find out if Tiler Kiwi was religious.
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It feels like the thread's suddenly had some fireworks strapped to it's legs and set alight. It's made a boring day at work much better.
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