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[Diablous]

Journal of Diablous.

Mr. B, the Blacksmith, has finished his construction. He started after we got some steel bars from the dwarven caravan, despite him asking for rock bars. Wierd. As for Mr. B's artifact, he made a steel cabinet, encirvled with bands of steel. And decorated with bone, donkey to be specific. He calls it Leaguedpresses.

Also, we got a lot of booze from the caravan. As a result of stealing a ton of plants and seeds from elves, we don't have any spare barrels to put booze in. Each barrel Derek makes is stuffed full of seeds or animal parts almost instantly. No time to put in booze. Not that I mind. Golko's swill sucks, and the caravan's booze is much better.

Also, a dwarf has made herself known. Her name is Ripps Anters. She's the fortress butcher. She also is learning to be a doctor. She was assigned to be the doctor of a migrant group, despite being a butcher with no doctor experience. She hasn't done much healthcare related things. She's been kept busy by the fact that we keep having animals slaughtered.
 
Not much else has gone on. Not much progress on the mining outpost. Right now we are constructing and re-constructing the fortress entrance.

[Mangled]

Kebs Scribblings:

Excellent, nobody knows me in this fort so I suppose I'll be able to get some peace for a while.
I must say though that that baby is beginning to irritate me, crawling about covered in god knows what screaming what sounds like "ca clen sel is too insan"  Usually I'd find that kinda cute since those are clearly it's first words but it's been keeping everyone awake and as far as I know the poor wee sods got no parents.

In less depressing news I met a very interesting chap by the name of Derek who claims to know how to travel faster than sound but at the time I was busy making mechanical watsits so I didn't really hear much. Will have to buy him a drink later and see what he's on about.

I'm also considering going with the miners to the mining outpost across the river, I'll be able to sleep without the noise of deranged baby and the "cooking" of that other idiot.
I thought my old man was a bad cook but his attempts only sometimes burnt and even if it is you can still eat it without wishing for death, Urist Christ.

(Although keb and his  late mother are rather good cooks, father Mcengi couldn't make so much as a sandwich without something catching fire.)

[gumball135]

Sorry I haven't updated in a while, everyone. Exams are finally over now, though. I'll churn out a couple over the next few days.

EDIT: Actually, might have to wait a bit longer. I'm going away for a week. Sorry all! When I get back I'll play DF like I've never played it before. Great work with the journal entries, as alaways, and if you want to continue adding your own bits and pieces to the thread while I'm gone, feel free to do so. See you then.

[Mangled]

Kebs Scribblings.

Seems the overseer went on holiday or something because nobody can find him.
Party at the microcline table until he gets back I reckon.

[Diablous]

Journal of Diablous

It seems like everything is in some sort of stasis. Nothing is happening. Nothing is getting done. It is like time has stopped. Can't find Gumbar anywhere. Where did she go off to? Meh, this can't last forever. I'm tired, I think I'll take a nap.

[Burnt Pies]

Journal of Brunch, Keep Out!

Nothing happening, Nothing happening. Oh well. I'll strike a menacing pose until something interesting happens around here.

[Tuxman]

Journal of Goldload Mistpicks

Its been a long week. On monday, my contact from the human civilization met me on the outskirts of the land. He was my contact who agreed to experimentation for the operation. These guys are difficult to find. I mean, doesn't everyone want to be cured?

Aside from my personal wonder as to why so many humans seem to be fine with their current demeanor, I have recorded the events that took place well.

It started with the patient-surgeon meeting.

" As you know from my letters, I am Goldload Mistpicks, the authority on the cure to humanism. You must be... Urist McDwarf. "
 I said. He had changed his name to a quite stereotypical dwarven one. His beard was about seven inches long. Acceptable. He was tall.

I informed him of the risks. The chance of a complete success were slim, but he was happy to contribute to the cause for curing the greater number of humans in this world.

The operation began.

He died in the end, but luckily I gained important experience in the field of operations. I continued to experiment with the corpse until I had poked out any secrets he may have been carrying. I cleaned my instruments.

The operation is simple really. All the bones need to have their middlesections removed,  along with, to a lesser extent, fat and muscle. Dwarfs are more burly. Exactly three sections of the spinal cord must be removed to attain the correct amount of a dwarf. One rib (one on each side) should be removed. Its a simple process in writing. Keeping the patient alive is a work in progress.

I use condensed miasma (a nondescript pitchblende-colored liquid in a syringe) for anasthetic. I could use local fauna, but miasma is in much greater supply, and, at this stage, who will live to see the side-effects? He didn't seem too scared of the stuff.

I returned to camp after I had washed all the blood away from my clothes. I did tell them all that I was going for a wash. And I had, and even in the same nearby river that I said I would.

I hope no one sees these meetings. While I am doing the world a favor, almost all others do not approve of my methods or means.

[gumball135]

Okay, I know I haven't posted here in several decades. I've been very busy since that week away, and my enthusiasm for playing DF tends to rise and fall pretty quickly. As soon as I can rouse myself to begin playing the game again, I'll start updating this thread. Shouldn't take more than 2 weeks. Make that 22.
 

[Diablous]

*waits patiently*

[andfhe]

I'd be dwarfed;
Name: Andfhe
Profession: Trader
Gender: Male

[gumball135]

Sorry guys, mightn't be getting back to this for another while yet. Can't seem to spark any enthusiasm in myself to start playing DF again! Most of you have probably forgotten about the fort at this stage, but I feel obliged to get the thread to at least 10 pages. In other words, I'll definitely be coming back to this at some point, but as I said, it might be another while yet If anyone does actually remember this, and was hoping for it to start back up again, then thanks for your patience, and I'll try and kick myself into motion ASAP!

In the meanwhile, I'm about to post another story thread as I type, so keep an eye out for that.

[Diablous]

I remember this. I really hope it starts up again soon.