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Kaishai posted:No, but she was nineteen years old and leaves a widower behind. Aww. And it looks like her husband killed the ogre that killed her. This would definitely get an Oscar and a haunting soundtrack. Whoa, I'll need to go change the "he" references to "she" references. That the story could have been even more insanely involved should be a lesson to all future overseers to read up on your dwarves more. I could have done so much more if I'd known she was a young, irreligious, married, overweight weakling with crowded teeth. It could have been a mix between The Thin Red Line and Precious. Migrant update on its way...
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This new information sheds interesting light on Helical's character. TildeATH posted:"I got the killing blow!" Helical_nightmares proclaimed. Helical_nightmares has lost a loved one to tragedy recently. He slayed an ogre recently. He is ecstatic.
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  Migrant Wave 1, 240 OrangeSoda and his wife Corbeau, who proudly proclaimed, "Praise Ugath" when they first entered BronzeStabbed.     Malraedior Menglun, a charming trapper of extremely advanced years.   Malreadior's equally ancient wife, Valiantman, who is drafted into Gnu Order to take advantage of her century of experience with a crossbow.   ZeeToo, another Ugather   Bemis, ZeeToo's husband, but free from the taint of Ugath. He's drafted into Gnu Order after demonstrating competency with a crossbow.   Genin, also drafted into Gnu Order   Her husband, Aesop Poprock, a miller   Their "child" (who they insist cannot be asked to do any labor, despite being 15) Met Dalzatkubuk. Dwarven attachment parenting is even more disgusting than the human kind.   Their other child that they brought with them, Storger the Destroyer (one can only wonder what kind of brat this is) is at least of an age typically associated with childhood:  Weigieman, a spinner   Cyster, his wife, a clothier   And their "children" Zore and Synthorange, both of which are over the age of adulthood and yet are spoken of and to as if they were babies, and given free rein in a manner unlike traditional dwarven child-rearing. It seems Bronzestabbed does not have a monopoly on toddlerseers. Zore Koludist, elite toddlerseer   Synthorange, master toddlerseer  
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Tilde, you've skipped Daeren and EgilSkallagrimsson (or perhaps missed taking shots of them?) and, also Pengry. I'll highlight them in the List for you so you'll catch them on the next migration.Bene Elim posted:A minor request for the 2nd post Leperflesh: Could you put the descriptions of the gods in along with the portraits? I'll put them in the second post (the portraits are actually in the third post). We don't have a complete set of portraits of course e. This is done now. Probably the second post will break tables a bit but too bad. Leperflesh fucked around with this message at 18:32 on Aug 30, 2012 |
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Leperflesh posted:Tilde, you've skipped Daeren and EgilSkallagrimsson (or perhaps missed taking shots of them?) and, also Pengry. I'll highlight them in the List for you so you'll catch them on the next migration. Argh, how'd I miss Daeren?!?! We had three Marksdwarves!! Steven and Sagan happened because I kept moving dwarf-names around. I'll give them all good dwarves in the next batch.
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No worries. I've adjusted the spreadsheet, so they're at the top for the next batch and bold so they can't be missed. In case anyone's wondering, Lepermod is not responsible for the overage "children". The default value for adulthood in the unmodified raws is 12, so I dunno what's going on there. Leperflesh fucked around with this message at 18:40 on Aug 30, 2012 |
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So many good updates. I can't wait till I get home so I can post my journal update.
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Grittybeard posted: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. That's awesome. I was going to sign up under my old username before I changed my account name, then figured what else expresses the majesty of Geese than awful honking?
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Leperflesh posted:In case anyone's wondering, Lepermod is not responsible for the overage "children". The default value for adulthood in the unmodified raws is 12, so I dunno what's going on there. It's a DF bug and should fix itself at their next birthday.
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 SECRET JOURNAL OF FIDDLER THREE GRANITECLOISTER IF YOU ARE NOT FIDDLER THREE GRANITECLOISTER, DO NOT READ 1st Granite 240 Forgive me, journal. It has been two years since my last entry. Much has happened since I last put charcoal to paper, but little of it good. Father's Father is dead, succumbed to sorrow. Mother is dead, succumbed to wounds. There is still Aunt Dallbun and Uncle Congojack, and Grandfather GoBotSodomizer and Grandmother Honk Honk Honk, but I see them little. Worst, however, is that mad Leperfish still goes unpunished for his attack. I'll bet he's one of those Ugath-worshippers. What place is Bronzestabbed where a filthy muck-lover can viciously assault a good citizen and never see a hammer or a chain? At least his kind are now getting dumped in a pit. To the nine hells with Ugath and his scum-cultists. I can smell their stench in the good stone halls, like rotten eggs and slime and old-people feet. It's a stench that all Ugath-worshippers share, and, I swear, Diary, I'm this close to taking my Bronze Axe and chopping to bits the next of those filth-mongers that I see. This close. FiddlersThree fucked around with this message at 19:36 on Aug 30, 2012 |
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Male Man and Valiantman, the hottest ladies of the fortress. Also, a century worth of crossbow practice: novice marksman. 
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Leperflesh posted:Leperfish isn't an ugath-worshipper and, as far as I know, hasn't been confined to the Pit. Gah! I was reading through quickly and must have picked that up somewhere by mistake. Maybe it was the fact that he was the first to start the dig... I'll make some adjustments, but I don't think L'il Fiddler is entirely rational right now anyways.
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1 Granite, 240 Bronzestabbed. Can't go two days in the Rare Ship without hearing whispers about the fortress out to deliver dwarves from evil. From the way the merchant guards tell it around the ale kegs, this place is forged of gold shat from Osram's arse itself, it's so blessed. It's a mud pit surrounded by clouds of murk, is what it is. Time was, when I joined the Rare Ship, I wanted to make my mark. Really dive in and show my skills. That I was committed to them, since my record is what it is. So I sat down in the workshops and watched a stonecrafter work for a while til I got the gist of how it all worked, then went and drew out my monument to my new home. When I showed my new fellows the design, they kept shooting me down. A ship shouldn't be made of stone, they said. Of course it's made of stone -- we're dwarves! Only elves make important things out of wood! It'll sink, they said. I was ahead of them -- I'd read about the pumice stone that floats in water. I'd find it and make it out of that. But no one alive's ever seen pumice and it only exists in legend, they said. Obviously. That's what makes the ship so bleedin' RARE, isn't it? What with all the negativity, I gave up trying to show my patriotism to the Ship. These days I just keep my head down and try to find a place where Weigie and I can make good, simple dwarven clothes together. And now, apparently, we've brought the children to a place where the overseer is three years old. They're going to get all sorts of ideas about their place in the world and start staying out after curfew, I just know it. Just because some other family doesn't keep their child in check doesn't mean our family values will be compromised! drat it, Zore's getting stubbly again. Time for a motherly shave to preserve that baby face.
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TildeATH posted: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...  Ah, well, nothing wrong with living vicariously through one's toddler!I don't think Falgund has actually ever posted in this thread.
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 The following note is attached to the central messageboard in the Great Hall. It is encircled with bands of anger. It menaces with spikes of threats: People of Bronzestabbed, in recent months, this fortress has seen some great changes, not only in its formal structure, meaning the recent ascent of Overseer Soileddiaper, but also in its social structure and its religious conventions. I refer, of course, to the new attitude this fortress adopted towards Ugathites. Now, while I personally do not give a beakdogs rear end about Ugath, or indeed any other god, I do care a great deal about my personal well-being. I would add: "and my wife's", but poor, lovely Steke recently passed away. In fact she died because none of you dipshits could be bothered to give her a loving drink. The last thing she saw was my masterfully brewed barrel of 238 Chateau de Roche... Without her, I have only two joys left in my old age. The first is the thought that all of you religious types will all burn in whatever hells your gods have made for you for all eternity. The rest of you will at least have worms eating your brains, if the murk doesn't get you, which it probably will. My second joy left in life is brewing, which brings me to my point: I am the master brewer of this fortress. I brew your booze. I own the drinks stockpile. I am the only dwarf who knows which barrels of booze are safe to drink, and which barrels might have a special, let's call it aftertaste. Throw me out in the mud with the loonies and you will regret it. Sincerely, J.D. Zasitrilem, Master Brewer of Bronzestabbed SixFigureSandwich fucked around with this message at 20:17 on Aug 30, 2012 |
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8th Slate 240 So far six dwarves have come by the office and suggested I forbid all workrooms to Ugath worshippers. None of them yet were three-year-old Overseers so I haven't done it; it seems redundant anyway with the Ugathites down in a muddy pit. I also found a badly forged order on my desk for the heads of twenty Ugathites on spears. One: my name is Kaishai Dabbleposts, not Ky-Shy Dribblepots. Two: it has been eighty years since the last time I wrote with colored wax. Three: why would anyone think we have twenty spears to spare? But possibly from the same hand I found a sketch of an Ugathite (I assume the little flies and cloud of stench around the figure were supposed to suggest Ugath worship but then again it could be anybody; I miss the days of OhCrap when soap was popular) burning up in a furnace, presumably left as a helpful suggestion to me. Now this I admire. The artist put some thought into his or her attempt to get a fellow dwarf killed, and I wish it were signed so I could know someday whether I have a future Overseer's work in my hands. I would put it up as more ironic art but I think some dwarves might miss the irony. Bad news: none of my visitors took the pot of rotten plump helmet away with them and now the caverns are too full of horrible dwarf-killing things to dispose of it there, so I need a new strategy. Dropping spring wildflowers in there did not improve matters at all.
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Could somebody remind me again which lever you pull to raise the bridge in case a vile force of darkness arrives? I'm just curious... no big deal.
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I assume the other overseers were competent enough to place notes on each lever saying what they did, so check those. If not, just pull random levers until one works. It'll be like a game!
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TildeATH posted:Could somebody remind me again which lever you pull to raise the bridge in case a vile force of darkness arrives? Your father did not teach you to lie very well, did he.
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TildeATH posted:Could somebody remind me again which lever you pull to raise the bridge in case a vile force of darkness arrives? If you pull all levers, the right one has to be among them!
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Muck Dog Millionaire 1 Granite 240 Slick Slinky walked thru the main floor of what is to be the new home for those who worship Ugath. Already they have taken to naming the entry way between here and Bronzestabbed as The Murky Mile. They find humor in some of the little things that irritate the guards. Looking around though he saw a lot of forlorn faces. Hope has abandoned this place and for all who enter. Something had to be done and at once he began looking around. Spying an old box that once contained soap that someone was now using as a seat, he grabs it and flips it over to stand on. "My Brothers and Sisters in Ugath. Do not dispair. We have been brought together out of hate and contempt but because of this we have been given a great gift. Ugath Himself knows of our plight and He will redeem and restore us, but he will only do to those who remain faithful. We have been betrayed by those we have considered friends and some cases by those we have called family. Yet we have blessing." A small crowd had began together, probably just to hear what some poor fool was talking about and perhaps because there was nothing else for them to do, but they gathered. "What gifts. What blessing?" Someone called out. "I tell you this, if not for the actions of others we would not have our own place to give praise to Ugath. If not for the actions of others we would not have been given this time to prosper and most importantly, survive." He could see several heads turning to neighbors in contempt and disbelief. He could not blame them when you looked around at the current state of things. "Ugath teaches us that He judges all dwarves. Those who are Faithful to Him will be reborn in a new world as dwarves. The unfaithful will return as the vile things of the earth. Goblins and Cave dwelling creatures. Here we have each other. Here we have masons and miners. Bakers and Growers. Dwarves who know weapons and those who know how to heal." Several heads began to nod, understanding dawning on more than a few. "Here we rebuild as we want. We will raise up our buildings and apply our crafts. We will build and make thread. Booze and food will be in abundance." Now there was more nodding, dwarves began to see that they could do more. That they could live and work at what they were best at. They could provide for each other. Out of the corner of his eye he watched as an unescorted dwarf ran in and hurried to a nearby dwarf then quickly leave. They still had friends on the outside. People who brought news of what was going on and more importantly, items that had seemed to vanish out of the record books. They had quickly devised note pickup and drop off locations. It was only the dual worshippers who were allowed to come and go freely and that was an asset that was quickly taken advantage of. "I suppose you will name yourself Overseer of us then" It was SilentW. Several close by glowered for they still believe it was because of her words that this situation has happened. "No", I said quickly, for I had thought about the matter before, "There can be only one." Several of the older dwarves nodded in agreement. The child dwarf was overseer now and no matter how much we disliked it, we would not start a civil war within our home. A dwarf walked over and motioned me to listen. The news I heard troubled and lifted my spirits. "Listen to me. One of our brothers has been seriously hurt in battle against a cave ogre. Yet even sustaining grave injuries, Woytaz defended the body of Tiler Kiwi. They left him there to die, but a kind dwarf, jbz went to his aid. This is the spirit of Ugath at work. We do not seek to die, but we accept the death that is to come. We reach out in empathy to others and protection. This is the role that we are to follow in here. They will not find us quivering in the dark. They will find us full of life. Ugath will seek retribution in His judgement. It is not for us to take. I know that there will be objections to this, but I think that every dwarf here should undergo military training. There are dangers below our feet and above our heads. I ask that you all please consider this matter." "With what!" Came from the crowd. "It is true that they have stripped us of weapons. We will build new ones. Ones of iron and steel. We will dig down. Down past the caverns and into the magma. There we will arm ourselves and practice under the military leaders we have. So that one day when trouble strikes and those on the outside call for help, they will find us ready. Ugath will meet us in death and give us new life, but we must show our worthiness in this one." Cheering broke out. Some were resigned in silence, but they knew the truth of these words. Every dwarf loves logic. "We will build our home as we see fit. We will feed our sons and daughters. We will give them clothes. Beds to rest in. Weapons to deal death to our enemies. Here we will have a new life. A better one" "What will we call ourselves though?" Mumbles began spreading thru the crowd as names were offered up. "what will our military squads be named?" "Go Muck Yourself!" A great deal of laughter erupted at this. "Muckity Muckersons!" That came from a small child like voice. "The Crypt Keepers!" Again laughter filled the room. "All great names to be sure. Let our first three squads be called that. No one will serve in the military entirely. Two months on with two months off rotation. I will let those who have already served finalize the exact details of that. I will also join up. As long as I can have a spear." "We have been thru a lot these past few months. Our squads will have a name. Our home will take shape. A home needs a name. We are no longer welcomed into Bronzestabbed. We worship Ugath in pride. Let us name ourselves off of that. Let our people be known as The Crypts!" Cheering again rang out just another dwarf walked up and handed Slick a piece of paper.  "We will have newcomers soon. Make them feel welcome to New Crypt City. But for now, let us celebrate and have a party. One that they can hear all the way thru the entire fortress of Bronzestabbed!" Clapping and cheering rang thru the hall, stomping and dancing began to commence, but quickly it stopped as everyone began to look around. Slick got down off of his soap box and tried to see the source of the disturbance but could see nothing. He could see nothing. His heart fell but he started to laugh anyways. You cant have a party when you dont have a table. Shiv Katall fucked around with this message at 00:58 on Aug 31, 2012 |
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John Dough posted:If you pull all levers, the right one has to be among them! This is an appropriate response to levers and will only become more appropriate as time goes on. And lava traps become a thing.
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The spreadsheet is growing on it's own accord, and now includes the skills and traits of every dwarf as of the start of the TildeATH turn. About spoilers, the only thing that I could identify by reading those descriptions is that there are a lot of lazy bastards in this fortress.
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Felsite, 240 Pt. I "But I don't WANT TO BE AN OVERSEER ANYMORE! I want to BE A MILLER!" Qword shifted uneasily. "You need to be an overseer just a little bit longer, young man. Your da da needs something." Tilde kicked at the engraved ground, spittle and tears streaming down his mustache. "Everyone wants me to do something for them! I gave them a POOL, didn't I!?!?"   Qword chuckled. "Yes, that was amusing. The Ugathers have to walk through it on their way to their new home..."    "Why, sometimes," the corpulent Chirurgeon of Fish continued, "I like to splash around in there before I go off for surgery. Like before I sewed up Rurik!"   "Da..." Tilde said, his voice whining. "Didn't you want something?" "Oh, right, yes, his name is..." Qword stopped. "I mean, you need to order a house built for me, er, our family. A big palatial, befitting my greatness!" Tilde sighed loudly. "FINE." "With windows, and a ceiling, like a human house! But underground." "Fine, fine." "Oh, and someone said there was something in the caverns that needed taking care of..."   "Oh, and the Ugathers need to be confined to their burrow, there's talk of thieving and sympathizing." Qword continued, straining to remember the list. "And the half-Ugaths like Rawkking need to be sent off, to." Tilde started to glower, "Oh-KAY!" "And there's a new baby."  The toddlerseer rolled his eyes. "Babies are stupid." "And Leperfish has been trying to talk to you for almost a month. He said he and Kaishi has an idea about some kind of joint authority to make the Ugathers feel like they're separate but equal."   Tilde started to stare intently at the wall. "That sounds stupid. How can you be separate but equal?" Qword shrugged, he thought it sounded like Draltha poodoo, too. He reached for the door to bring Leperfish when it crashed open, the child Dirt rushing into the room. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!"    There will be two more updates following. Dwarfs will die. It's worse than it appears.
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Previously on... Dwarf Fortress: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!" Now: "Where's the Toddlerseer?" Yeol asked quietly. "Shouldn't we have some orders?" Internet Kraken sneered. He felt like he sneered all the time, now. "He told me to put the One Way Outs in the tower and Gnu Order in the ballista cage."   Yeol cocked an eyebrow. "He said that?" "Sure, something like that..." "And what about the elves?" "What about the what?"  "Oh, them. Right, the toddlerseer told me how to handle them, too."   "With their entire stock confiscated, they'll leave, and we won't have to wait for them to pack." Yeol whistled. "The goblins aren't likely to give them safe passage, you know." "I know, and the toddlerseer said to forbid all their goods, we don't want some idiot running out here and getting stabbed or crushed trying to retrieve a sock. Hey, who is that, and why isn't he coming inside?" "It's The Archivist. We told everyone to come inside, but she just keeps standing out there, looking bored." "Right, tell her there's something to smooth downstairs."  "Shouldn't we close the bridge?" "I counted two dozen, some mounted, a couple ogres. We can handle them." Internet Kraken paused, "I mean, the Toddlerseer said we should be able to handle them, with proper missile support." "I can see them!" Grizzwold yelled down from the tower. "There are a few more than we thought!"      "Well, it can't get any worse, right?"  The actual battle will not be first-person, but traditional reports of the battle, it's just too much, and if I try to tell a story, it'll take days. TildeATH fucked around with this message at 05:37 on Aug 31, 2012 |
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YeOldeButchere posted:Welp, time to Pfft, latecomer. You missed the barbecue earlier! It was a blast.
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TildeATH posted:"And Leperfish has been trying to talk to you for almost a month. He said he and Kaishi has an idea about some kind of joint authority to make the Ugathers feel like they're separate but equal." This is genius. In regards to the siege; Archers as support units are almost useless, they'll shoot one hammermans mount for the entire battle while the lashers are killing the rest of the military. Ballista support somehow manages to be even worse, killing your own dwarves more reliably than the enemy, assuming they kill anything and the operator hasn't run away. If the elves distracted the lashers for a while there is a chance only half of the fortress died.
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Previously on... Dwarf Fortress: "Well, it can't get any worse, right?" Now: Barbarossa's cat Mebzuth is found by the goblins and lashed to death.  Before the siege, Bemis took on one of the wild ogres that was bothering us. But she forgot to pick up a crossbow, and ended up ineffectually attacking it along with some war animals.  Fortunately, the animals were well-trained, and Anela Cristine didn't forget to pick up a crossbow.  But the going joke around the fort was, "What do you call a marksdwarf without a crossbow? Stupid? No. Lunch? No. Bemis." But for the dwarves of Bronzestabbed, it is Bemis who draws first blood, putting bolts into the Master's own personal War Olm mount, and with her third shot, pinning Dostngosp Onglunstosbub's leg to his mad beast!  No one knows if it was Dostngosp's cowardice, or the fear of his mount that causes it, but he flees, with the rest of his Olm and Toad cavalry following him.  But the siege is not lifted from Bemis's four magic bolts. His two lieutenants still advance. Asno Treemenaced, an elite Crossbowgoblin, leads a squadron of lashers.  Damsto Ngomlustu, a greenskin pikemaster, leads another.  And a horde of ogres, unwilling to be lead by anyone, march toward the fortress.  Urist the War Cheetah, who had long made a home near where its old master had fallen, puts up a valiant fight against the ogres, but is eventually overcome.  The melee squads retreat into the fort, with the bridge raised to buy some time until the ogres destroy it. Trying to flee, the elves are easily overrun by Damsto's lashers.  Gnu Order and The Walled Skies rain bolts down upon the field of enemies, but Asno Treemenaced demonstrates what it means to be an eite marksman. The goblin shoots right through the fortifications, critically injuring Grizzwold and Sunbro.  The elves are easily wiped out, and the remaining squads of melee dwarves brace themselves as the goblins signal for the ogres to move up.  But before they can destroy the bridge, the weather changes. The rain ceases, and Asno's quiver holds nothing but water.   Marksdwarves come pouring out of the tower to rain bolts onto the lashers and ogres shielded under the cliff edge.   It was around this time that Grizzwold drew his last breath.  But the fortress of Bronzestabbed will not suffocate like Grizzworld, and the order is given to lower the interior bridge.  The lashers flee almost immediately, but the ogres don't know the meaning of the word. There is much death.     Also lost were Anela Cristine and Idles. But for each brave dwarf, three ogres are sent to live with Ugath. Many dwarves fought, some were: Internet Kraken  Woytaz  Three-Phase  NineOfEight  Yeol   Shamefully, it is the Ugather Rawkking, who still leads a squad of non-Ugathers that scores the final kill.  
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scamtank posted:It's a shame we can't alter the combat properties of crutches yet. Agreed. A crutch with a sword lashed on would be great.
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Aug 31, 2012 03:31
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