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DISCLAIMER: Certain dwarfnames in this text have been changed by request. STAR GUARDED MEMORIAL HOSPITAL PSYCH. WARD Slate #1, Side A Date: 12th Granite, 240 Present: CZ: MARKUS_CZ KILRUDOD, Chief Medical Dwarf ST: STORGER THE DESTROYER, Dwarven Child TI: TIRIUS BASENMEDTOB, Medical Intern SS: SHORTER THAN SOME DUTHNURODDOM, Nurse SR: SERELON DUCIMURIST, Suturer CD: CAPTAIN DUCK LIKOTOST, Surgeon CZ: (Unintelligble) ...caught chasing after Medtob trying to feed him a rotten *blue peahen egg biscuit*. You understand that this is very, very wrong don't you, Miss...? ST: It's Storger. I am Storger the Destroyer! I will destroy you! CZ: Mmmhmm. I see. CZ: Well now, I hear from some of the migrants that you're a bit... special, Miss Storgar. ST: It's Storger. "Stor-grrrr". Like when you get angry because someone hits you! CZ: My apologies, child. When you're an important dwarf like me, it's inevitable that at least a few dozen dwarves' names are going to slip through the-- ST: Like this! CZ: Oooof! (DOUBLES OVER) ST: You made the wrong sound, Sillybutt! (CRASHING NOISES, FOOTSTEPS) CZ: Why you filthy little...! [Redacted] ####################### ############################################ ##############################! ############################# ########################### ############### [Redacted] (MARKUS IS RESTRAINED BY SHORTER THAN SOME AND SERELON) CZ: (SIGHS HEAVILY AND SITS DOWN AGAIN) Storgar, I'm going to cut right to the chase. This particular wave of migrants has an unusually high number of children who are still inexperienced in any type of labor. It is among my duties to make sure that each and every one of you beardlings shall be brought up in the proper dwarven way. For many dwarves your age, this is the time to start thinking about what you want to do when you grow up. Have you found anything you like to do? ST: I want to be the bravest warrior! Just like i poo poo trains! CZ: A noble calling! At least you seem to have a wealth of strength to back you up as a valiant meat shie--er, soldier. That's more than we can say of your big sister, Met. Ahem. ST: Hmph! That's not funny! If you're mean to my big sis, I'll sic Sholil on you! CZ: Who's Sholil? ST: He's my pet stick! CZ: Do your parents know about this? Why didn't you adopt a real pet? ST: We did, but I killed them all. I am Storger the Destroyer! Raaugh! (LONG AWKWARD SILENCE) CZ: Uh, on second thought you probably aren't ready to have a weapon yet. What do you think about cheesemaking? (FAINT SCREAMS, SMASHING NOISES) (CAPTAIN DUCK ARRIVES) CD: Doctor, you're needed in the main wing. CZ: What is it now?? CZ: (SHOUTED) Oh Tithleth! What ### (ILLEGIBLE) (MARKUS LEAVES THE ROOM) ST: (TO CAPTAIN DUCK) I am Storger the Destoryer! I will destroy you! END OF CONVERSATION Hmm... My, what an unfortunate name for a little girl. I was also expecting more casualties. Oh well, you can count on there never being a shortage of painful surgery in the hospital regardless.
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^^^...and the medical saga continues: There was commotion in the hallways as dwarves returned from the battlefield – soldiers dragging their bloodied weapons, haulers carrying looted gear, excited children getting in the way. The medical crew hit the crowd coming from the opposite direction, and waded through them. “Hey, what happened to that one?” cried Markus, pointing at a soldier with a stump instead of a leg. “An ogre bit her leg off,” responded someone. “All right, bring her to the hospital,” said Markus. There was silence. Qword the Chirurgeon of Fish drew closer and whispered to his boss's ears: “We can't bring her in, she's an Ugathian. She needs to walk... to be carried past the Murky Mile and taken care of in the temple of theirs. Not in our hospital.” “But ours is the only hospital in Bronzestabbed!” protested Markus. “In Bronzestabbed, right,” said Qword. “She is not from Bronzestabbed.” He uttered the word she with utmost disgust. “But don't worry, they have Tangents,” he added, referring to a former member of the medical crew who has been expelled with the rest of Ugathians. “This one needs stitches. Tangents can't stitch her own XX-pig tail socks-XX! If Tangents is to help her, she will die!” All the while, they have been walking along with the Ugathian soldiers who carried their injured comrade through Bronzestabbed's halls. By now, the column entered the Murky Mile and stepped into the wading pool. Markus didn't stop following them. “Wait!” cried Qword. “You can't go there! Only Ugathians can!” Markus stopped halfway through the pool and turned around.  “Very well,” he said. “Tell your overseer of a son that I have one more Ugathian name to disclose. He should be expelled.” “Who?” asked Qword. “Markus_cz.” “But boss, you're not a-” “I said tell that to your son!” He turned to enter the temple, but paused again for a moment. “Oh and one more thing... Tell him I want my orca pants delivered to me!” markus_cz fucked around with this message at 12:06 on Sep 1, 2012 |
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The quality and frequency of these updates are fantastic. Any potential future overseers should take note. This is how its done.
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Migrate in one update, become a pincushion in the next. I expected no less from my first ever dwarfing. 
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Valiantman posted:Migrate in one update, become a pincushion in the next. I expected no less from my first ever dwarfing. And man, did they shoot the hell out of you.
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Nakar posted:Well, look at it this way: The goblins were so busy shooting you they had no time to shoot anybody else! This is completely true. I was pissed off when I saw ValiantMan set up outside the tower, which made it even worse considering these gobs moved much faster than the last siege and it took forever for the marksdwarf squads to get in position (granted one of them was coming from Ugathland...) and with a million idiot dwarves running right through the firing line, I was sure we'd see a lot of civvie casualties. Instead, ValiantMan shot a couple gobs and then took arrow after arrow after arrow. The best thing he could do was fall down, making it harder to hit her. Those gobs must hate little, old dwarf ladies particularly. ProfessorGroove posted:The quality and frequency of these updates are fantastic. Any potential future overseers should take note. This is how its done. I'm sort of obsessing over this, and I've got the time to do the updates, so it was a perfect storm on my end. I wouldn't expect future overseers to be posting two updates a day--I just get caught up in it myself. Plus, with all the bitching I did in this thread and in Gemclod, I figured I'd better do a decent job.
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OK with the huge flood of updates and (especially) journal entries, the third post is now over the 50k character limit. So, I am transplanting all of the official overseer entries to the second post. This is doubtless a temporary solution. One permanant solution might be to convert all the links to tinyURL links, but that's a big tedious manual process that I don't feel like doing right now. The long-term solution is to move all the update and journal entry links offsite, probably to a google doc, and link to that. I'll do that if and when it becomes necessary, which is probably in another few weeks/maybe a couple months. e. Also, in case anyone skipped over it, Loden Taylor posted another awesome musical piece you guys should all listen to. quote:
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Why not just link them directly to the obsidian portal that everything else is. You could put it all by year with overseer updates in larger font bolder underlined and what not.
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Die Zombie Die posted:Why not just link them directly to the obsidian portal that everything else is. You could put it all by year with overseer updates in larger font bolder underlined and what not. Well, first, that site is for overseers and has spoilers. But more importantly, I don't have a paid account there so I'm very limited in how much content I can put up. And most importantly of all, I have no faith in its longevity. But it's an option I hadn't considered, so I'll poke around and see if that's something I would do.
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You could do what Markus did in Gemclod and put all the links in catagories in other posts he'd made at the start of the thread, then link to them from the 2nd post. Either that or see if Bad Munki can sort you something out on goondorfs.
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If you need it, I might be able to throw together some python or C# or something to auto-shorten the links using like the tinyurl api. It shouldn't be too hard to catch them, so long as none of the url's somehow have a ] symbol in them. I don't even think ] is a valid symbol in a url. mmm11105 fucked around with this message at 21:22 on Sep 1, 2012 |
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Well, every url looks like this:code:so they definitely all have square brackets around them. But, it should be easy to dump it into Textpad and do a global search/replace for square brackets to turn them into whatever else would be appropriate.
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Granite 240: NineOfEight's Journal Well, somehow I keep surviving these battles. The other day I saw our overseer TildeATH poking at an eagle that had been caught in our traps. The little whelp was laughing cruelly and then mocked my love of eagles. His laughter briefly changed to screams, and then crying as the eagle took a swipe at his hand with razor sharp talons before trying to fly away. I know not what happened to it, I prefer to think it escaped to freedom once again, but the thought of our overseer learning a valuable lesson about wild animals cheers me. Sadly Marcus_Cz tells me his cuts will heal up quickly without leaving much in the scarring. I find myself thinking about Marcus_Cz more often nowadays. He was kind to me when I lost my foot, and his self-abandon when he outed himself as an ugathite and ran into the muck haunts my dreams. Sometimes I wake at night thinking of his face. I must train more. Or make some glass creation or other. It would not be good to continue this train of thought.
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  24th Galena, 240 "Ah, this is a fine spear," Peas said in the rude little room that served as the training hall for both The Walled Skies and The Lovely Treaties.  The rest of the soldiers looked at him oddly, but he ignored them, almost as if talking to his spear, and allowing them to overhear him. "Aye, you know how many of the big fellas we've acquainted ourselves with?"  "You have to murder a few ogres," he said, finally turning toward the rest of the dwarves, "to understand them. The first thing ye need to know is that an ogre's skin is so thick, and their big heads so well-muscled, that a bronze axe or sword is practically useless against them."  "That's why, if you want to stop an ogre, you have three options. There's the Kerrhyphen way..."  "...the Yeol method, known as 'brain surgery'..."  "...but I prefer me own special technique."  The dwarves laughed and started training, but they paused when they heard a slow, sarcastic clap from the back of the room. It was Markus, who some called "the convert". That's not what the mayor branded him after his little stunt, though.  Peas looked at him curiously. "What do you need, doc?" "I need a drink. But more than that," he began to count it out on his fingers, "I need water, thread, cloth, soap, and a clean drat room in which to operate." One of the more religious dwarves gasped. Peas waved him off, "You know the more ardent Ugath worshipers don't believe in the use of soap and water. There are wells on the top floor of the monastery but they're off-limits to regular folk. We should be able to get you the thread and cloth and such, but as for soap, I saw some being hauled in, but I'm not sure where it ended up."  Markus cursed, "I'll go ask the High Murk to give me some." "You don't want to do that, the High Muck is very busy, and he's more like the spiritual leader, if you want to get something done, then you'll have to deal with his acolytes." Markus looked suspicious, "And who are they?" ***** The rest of the fortress hummed with the collection of the mass of broken wagons, broken people, mutilated animals and scattered goods. A half unloaded caravan lay slaughtered around its goods at the gore-splattered trading depot.  Almef Pimceru Wodeithrat Themsol had died amongst the pile of refuse, his mutilated body, right arm and right hand forming a small triangle of honor amongst the skeletons and rotting corpses.  Another, Ecsha Cusithlipi, had crawled into a cave to die.   Near the farthest end of Bronzestabbed proper was the site where two human pikemen held off the ogres for a little while.  Even if the dwarves hadn't seen it, they could easily tell it was ogres.       It would take forever to collect it all. ZeeToo thought about it as he sat amongst this field of carnage, wondering where his leg had gone, and when some dwarf would remember to come pick him up. He wasn't the only one in this state, some poor human lay nearby, similarly smited, though slightly farther gone.  Another human, shot to pieces to his left, looked remarkably less mutilated.  It was a gruesome place to sit.  And yet, quite beautiful.  When he was finally dragged into Star Guarded Memorial, he was confronted by two shocks. The first was the new Chief Medical Dwarf.  The second was that Saith, who everyone had joked about looking like an idiot trying to take a break in the middle of a goblin bolt shower, had actually taken a bolt to the belly. She was lucky it didn't hit the baby.   The mayor was there, talking about how they needed a new broker. ZeeToo only heard a little of it. "How can no one else in the whole fort not know anything about appraising!?!" "Who needs to know anything about appraising? A Bronzestabbed broker just needs to be intimidating and experienced at cleaning up bloody, gore-infested trade depots."  All ZeeToo could think as he faded into unconsciousness, besides the concern at how the mayor was pointing at him and yelling and pointing at the Mucky Mile, was that it really was going to take a long, long time to clean this mess up.
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Leperflesh posted:Well, every url looks like this: What I meant was that none of the URL's themselves (the actual addresses, not the bbcode) had the ] symbol, cause I was using the ] symbol to find out where the url ended.
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URL Minifier is complete Warning, this was a quick job so there may be bugs, I would highly recommend keeping a backup of the post. Just copy the post contents (in bbcode) into the big text box, and click the button. The program will likely freeze for a few minutes as it sends all the network requests. If you want, you can do the post in chunks. Then copy the new textbox contents back. All URLs that have text associated with them (raw, visible urls aren't supported yet), will be replaced with tinyurl links. Download here
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Artificer posted:Wait. What did the poor former Medical Dwarf do? Why did Markus get demoted? TildeATH has been taking Journal updates into account for the regular updates. Just another touch that helps make his turn as overseer so remarkable. I can hardly believe that we're surviving these sieges through Bronzestabbed's military "might" alone- TildeATH must have mastered the dark art of the DF military system. He definitely has my vote for best overseer so far!
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TildeATH posted:But by now we've got a few marksdwarves up in the tower, including some lunatic who starts singing while they shoot gobs.  Galena, 240 Well, another siege come and gone, and Bronzestabbed endures. Not my first, and most certainly not my last, though this one was different. Never before have I been so seized by the joy of slaughter. I have tried to recall the music which tore itself from my throat as I dealt death and righteous misery with my crossbow. As I sit here with my cello, I must confess what I have transcribed is but the faintest echo of that mighty song.  Still, even this may prove to be the seed for a grand composition. Thankfully, the previous overseer was intelligent enough to begin work on the performance space I have been lobbying for since I arrived. I'd thank him in person, but unfortunately I believe he has been exiled along with the rest of the Ugath worshiping folk. A lot of foolishness, if you ask me, sending them away...  ...but I suppose it's not really my concern.
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mmm11105 posted:URL Minifier is complete It sounds like the current crisis may have been averted if this works, but if it comes up again a ridiculously low tech solution would be to simply start a new post at wherever in the thread and link to it in the first few posts (with  s or  s or whatever). I mean it's not ideal but it does keep everything in house as it were.
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Late Galena to mid-Sandstone, 240 Markus looked around the pitiful, dirty stone room that they gave him for the Ugathite clinic. It was in the second 'basement' level of the monastery, down the hall from the 'dining room'. He had to cajole a few Ugathers to give him tables and beds and chests, but being next to the rudimentary monastery stockpile meant he had thread and cloth, and he'd even managed to find some soap.  "You wanted to see me, doc?" Markus looked up, it was ZeeToo, standing awkwardly without a leg and holding tightly to an alder crutch. "Yes, of course, you, uh, were supposed to be brought here from Star Guarded Memorial." ZeeToo shrugged. "Yeah, I was going to do that, but the mayor said nobody was supposed to take me. She said they were all busy celebrating her new kid. She insists he's an ardent worshiper of Tithleth. Lots of birthdays back there this time of year."     "I don't care about the mayor, what I--" "I know, I know, you were wondering if Internet Kraken snapped and killed anyone because of his dead dog."  Markus absent-mindedly pulled some rock nuts out of his pocket and started playing with them. "I didn't even know his dog got killed." "Yeah," ZeeToo said distractedly, "but he's got another one. Old Urist. I heard 'Urist' meant 'lucky'." "It doesn't." Markus said angrily. "That's too bad, it would've made a funny joke."  "Anyway," ZeeToo continued, "He's feeling better now. The Toddlerseer asked him why he was so angry, and he said it was because he hated the sun and hated sleeping out on the ground, and the Toddlerseer asked him why he did that, and Internet Kraken said it's because he was hunting, and so the Toddlerseer told him to stop doing that, and so he did, and now he feels better. Sometimes kids can be pretty smart." The vein in Markus's forehead began to swell. "Don't you need surgery?" ZeeToo shrugged. "Nah, the new Chief Medical Dwarf treated me before I left. Said it was easy."  "So you feel fine." "Sure do, doc." "So," Markus said, turning away from the one-legged dwarf, "I resigned my position in outrage even though all you needed, medically, was a crutch, because somehow the ogre that bit off your leg did so in, and this is almost impossible, an antiseptic and practically clinical manner." "Ogress, doc," ZeeToo corrected him. "But, otherwise, yeah, I guess so." "Do you want some rock nuts? They're a natural analgesic." "I'm not that kind of dwarf, doc." "That means they relieve pain, you moron." "Oh," ZeeToo responded, "Nah, the pain's not so bad. Hey, I heard you got a room up on the second floor, very mucky, doc. You and Scamtank and Peas and Rawkking and all the other notables. You must feel very close to Ugath..."  Markus swallowed. "My floor is covered in muck and moss." "And did you see the new well they put in for you on the first floor?"   Markus popped a rock nut in his mouth and chewed slowly, "Dwarves are fishing out of the water right next to it. Say, do you need any help with that crutch, I could find someone to--" "Nah, NineOfEight is giving me lessons..."  "...she's really good at using a crutch."  ZeeToo stood there and stared at Markus for a few minutes. Neither spoke, one out of impotent rage, the other just because there was nothing to say. A yell of rage came from the small fields above.  ZeeToo smiled, "Boy, she keeps complaining about that, doesn't she. She's real loud, too. And it really echoes through here. Waging war on the crops, my momma always said. Must be fun for you to be in a real busy place like this, instead of that quiet, shiny hospital." Markus tilted his head, disbelieving. "Oh, hey, doc, you going to the mucktism tonight?" Markus was saved from any answer by a new yelling, that overcame Enzer's constant shouting complaints about a lack of cave wheat seeds or plump helmet spawn. "Mining accident!"   InwardChaos looked up weakly from the bed, the engravers were still smoothing the room while Tangents stitched her up.  "PoptartsNinja accidentally brought the roof down, we fell three stories." The disgraced former chief medical dwarf looked at her strangely. "PoptartsNinja, the broker?" "He still mines a bit. He ended up okay, though."  "But he's not an Ugather. Where were you mining that you'd be mixing with dwarves from outside the Monastery? And your shoes, they're singed, as if from magma."  InwardChaos's face suddenly grew grim and she fell silent. Finally, she sighed, "Look, doc, there were lots of folks who were happy to see a Toddlerseer who didn't care a whit about Muckcrypts. There are dwarves doing things here, Ugath follower and not, that you don't want to know anything about. Trust me. Say, you got anything for the pain, this hurts like hell." Markus checked his pockets and a nearby cabinet, but couldn't find a single rock nut. 
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Goddamn junkies, just as bad as the blasted Ugath worshipers and almost as dirty. Good riddance.
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mmm11105 posted:URL Minifier is complete Hey, this works pretty great! It can't handle images well - stuff like code:So, drat, thanks a lot! If I could ask for one improvement, it'd be to put the output in a different window from the input, so I can't accidentally do what I just accidentally did and click "Minify Form URLs" on a big hunk of output (which locks the form, and then actually submits the tinyurls to tinyurl, giving me invalid tinyurl outputs that point to another tinyurl). An "abort" button that cancels the current process would also be swell. The third post is now back down to just 30k characters, so this has reduced size by something close to 40%. Leperflesh fucked around with this message at 19:04 on Sep 2, 2012 |
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I've been lurking for most of this thread but I though I would just pop out and say that I have really enjoyed reading all the updates and journals and I hope for the love of God I don't get dwarfed as a Ugath worshipper!
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17th Sandstone 240 Descent The miners seemed to be recovering on schedule which was great, but such accidents could endanger them all. They would have to proceed with more caution from here on out. He grabbed another report and groaned. Another from the miners. Once again an extensive list of ore and gem types that have been discovered or rediscovered further down. It was quite amazing how they could look at a rock and know instantly what could be pulled out of it. Only "The Doc" filed morereports. The latest was a complaint about the general state of muck on the floor. Slick understood and wished he could do more but really how could he stop muck when the muck was everywhere. Two options were possible, one they build a water trench to walk thru for decontamination or they will have to build a real hospital even lower into rock. Either one will take time. The military squads were training at a great pace. Everyone was benifitting from the wise instruction of several different types of military tutelage. Seed varieties were still a problem but he was assured that it was being worked on. Reliable news from Bronzestabbed was hard to get, various rumors of arguments and some underground palace being built. All of these from people who heard from another dwarf. Another report was asking for an investigation into the rock nut shortage. This also came from Markus. Slick smiled though, everyone revered The Doc as a legend for the way he left. No one was willing to cross him and he usually got what he wanted when it came to medical needs. "Your High Muck, there may be a problem."
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Mid-Sandstone to Early Moonstone, 240 Leperfish sat down in the little tyrant's room in Qword's despicable, undwarflike 'house'. "Da says you're a bean-counter." Tilde said dryly. "He's right, in a way," Leperfish responded. "I don't think he meant it like that." Leperfish cleared his throat. "The goblins don't want us here." Tilde said to Leperfish, who had finally gotten a chance to meet with the tyrannical toddlerseer. "Dwarves trade only one thing with goblins." Leperfish responded. "That's why we're here. That's why I wanted to talk to you." "The land doesn't even want us here." Tilde said passively. "The murk. Have you seen it, have you seen its ghostly green light? It's back." "Oh, when was it last sighted?" "Right now," the child said with a blank expression. "I know because it speaks to me."  He continued as Leperfish stared at him. "It speaks to all the children of Bronzestabbed. It told Emong to build Guiltyclinched.    "What?!" Leperfish said, stunned. "When was it made?" "In the Spring," Tilde said bored, "Or the Summer. It was taken by the Ugathers. They said it was a sign. But the murk wasn't finished. It started talking to Improbable Lobster. Even now he labors in a craftswarf workshop in the main fortress."  "But he can't ignore the burrow!" Leperfish grew cold. "It is unthinkable!" "A child does as it pleases!" Tilde yelled with an unnatural voice. Then he calmed to a monotone. "But there are costs. If the burrow is not soon lifted, you know how these things can be..."  "It tells us that very soon, it will have us all. There's a reason the dwarves have stopped coming..."  x2"No," Leperfish said smiling, "That's because we're not trading..." The door burst open--there seemed to be a lot of that happening in Bronzestabbed this last year. It was Rawkking. "But you're supposed to be in your wheelbarrow!" Tilde whined. "Forgive me, overseer," Rawkking said. "But I need to warn you. There are goblins coming for us." "Another siege?" "No, ambush parties, they've attacked the animals."  "Fine. Go kill them." Leperfish got up, disconcerted and happy to watch the battle rather than speak to the toddlerseer anymore. But before he left, the toddlerseer rose from his little stool and said in a hollow voice, "They will not die today, but all of Leperfish's dwarves will fall in Bronzestabbed." With the animals causing so much chaos, it was a far easier thing than the sieges. A yak, beloved totem of the toddlerseer, caused much chaos.   Preoccupied, they were easily flanked and engaged by the dwarves of all squads.  There were casualties.     But TonTon avenged their deaths with savage diplomacy.  As the soldiers came back, they told Leperfish of the unluckiest goblin thief in Omon Atho.    Peas wiped his spear as he dutifully marched back to the monastery. He saw Leperfish, and his strange look, and pulled him aside. "Crundles sneaking up the stairs caused another loss of one of your dwarves.  "Some whisper that she went looking for crundles, that she never quite liked the child, or that it interfered with her work...  "...Either way, her reaction was strange."    "And when word came of contact, finally, with the Rare Ship..."  "...she was suddenly not very tired at all..."  Leperfish began to speak, but then noticed dwarves referring to Ramcorz by a very strange title.  He pulled a dwarf aside, "What does that mean?" The dwarf shrugged, "What does any dwarf title mean? I assume it's a metaphor." He looked to the new Depot, filled with merchant dwarves unloading their wares, and the new broker acting just as every dwarf broker is wont to do.    Leperfish started to laugh, uneasily, but then remembered the toddlerseer's words... All of Leperfish's dwarves will fall in Bronzestabbed THE FATE OF THINGSThe next update will be my last. I'd like you all to figure out two things: 1) Baron I might be asked to name a baron. If you have a choice, please make a vote for a living dwarf in the fortress. My vote, following the "Creepy Child" plot, will be for Male Man 2) Fate of the Toddlerseer Multiple choice, I see it going one of three ways: 1) Leave him be. He continues to live in Qword's House. 2) Send him away. I banish him somewhere on the map. 3) Do something weird. DFHack allows for all sorts of magic. This is subject to Leperfish's veto, in which case this vote doesn't get counted.
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Sep 3, 2012 05:11
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Holy crap, TildeATH.  What is WITH this LP and amazing, unknown overseers?
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Sep 3, 2012 05:22
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The Fourth Attempted Abduction at Bronzestabbed  
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Sep 3, 2012 05:30
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TildeATH posted:1) Baron 2: A combination between 2 and 3. Murk him, cage him, and then release him in a sealed room deep below. That way you can keep making journal entries as mad scrawls on the walls (And eventually be released by fanatical devotees in later turns). I actually think this is how the fort should deal with all dwarven night creatures
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Sep 3, 2012 05:37
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1) Leperfish 2) Leave him be. He is an insane child. I am sure things will work wonderfully.
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Sep 3, 2012 05:51
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1. Leperfish makes sense for baron. 2. Either 1 or maybe 2 if you feel like it. I don't think it's quite late enough for any gimmicky magic stuff, especially since there's still plenty of time for things to go crazy organically.
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Sep 3, 2012 05:52
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So, Tarezax probably wins for "shortest term at Bronzetabbed" so far: he was born and then died within an update or two. Also he got born ahead of four other people on the dwarfing list, so basically TildeATH totally picked on him! Nice. Screwing around with DFHack is OK, provided that: anything we do is extensively tested to be sure it won't cause problems later (instability, bugs, that kind of thing)... and, it needs to make sense in the context of the world, and the existing (official) narrative. It's probably best to go ahead and make suggestions, with the understanding that I'll veto anything that's too risky and/or heavy-handed. Personally, I'll abstain from voting on 1., but my vote for 2 is to give him a good firm spanking, and then send him to his room. He's grounded for a month and he has to eat his vegetables and doesn't get any dessert.
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Sep 3, 2012 05:54
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Leperflesh posted:So, Tarezax probably wins for "shortest term at Bronzetabbed" so far: he was born and then died within an update or two. Also he got born ahead of four other people on the dwarfing list, so basically TildeATH totally picked on him! Nice. I keep trying to fulfill people's wishes for adults and professions. But since we missed two migrant waves, that leads to babymaking. Sweet, sweet dwarf babymaking.
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Well sure, I figured that's why you skipped Daeren, EgillSkallagrimsson, and Pengry: they all specified adults. But you also skipped LotionMan, who didn't. It's OK though, no worries. All of these people near the top of the list are gonna get dwarfed soon enough.
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