Okay, new plan. Since this is a board with people all over the world and whatnot, it seems the "Real Time" aspect may not really be feasible. So, it may have to be dragged out a bit. What I'll do instead is for every suggestion, I'll try to implement it, let the game run for a bit to see the results, then pause until the next suggestion. I'll check for new suggestions periodically throughout today, and during the week it will be around 7:00pm ~ 9:00pm E.S.T. Anyway, onto the fort. Just hit the Spoilers to see the screenshots of what happens.
Tell the miners to channel all of the floor around the dining hall and remove the ramps, also Tell the miners that the floor there can float so they actually do it.
You suddenly get a new idea. You aren't quite sure where it comes from. This doesn't worry you, as people of your status regularly get otherworldly inspiration in the form of mandates for wondrous items, such as making items from creepy crawler teeth. You aren't even sure if such a thing as a creepy crawler even
exists. At any rate, you are struck with the notion to put a moat around the main dining hall of the fort. Yes. This is a good idea. This sort of spontaneous leadership is why you were elected mayor in the first place. You quickly find Urist Nefekobok, the head miner, and outline you plan to him.
"...and don't forget to remove the ramps."
Urist Nefekobok looks at you with the sort of steady concentration that you've come to associate with the admiration people like him must hold for you. After a moment's silence, he replies.
"...Right. Just to be clear, you want a trench, all around the Royal Dining room? You realise that will lead directly into the housing section?"
You are used to this sort of difficulty of lesser minds to grasp ideas of your caliber, so you figure you'll make it even easier on him.
"Yes, just as in my plans. Oh, and the floor there can float."
"...Okay. Sure. Most of the skilled miners are digging out the magma piston, but the trainees are assigned to the fort. They should get on your.. project right away, sir."
Urist then walks away, muttering to himself, again.
Later that day, you check back on the progress and are delighted to see your vision come to fruition.
"Ahh, spendid work, Urist. Our dining hall is much more secure now."
"Sir, you realise there is a still a staircase that connects to the dining hall... Also, many of the dwarves are noting that leftovers falling into their beds."
"Yes, yes, they can thank me later. That gives me an idea..."
You have now ruined several perfectly good living areas. What will you do?