This is a copy of the log I typed thus far in my current fort.The Bronze Colossus Sor Nolstogusslax Snusnudroz has come! A gigantic magic statue made of bronze and bent on mayhem, (16th Moonstone, 258).
16th Moonstone, 258: Good, the war dogs are attacking, giving the 21 military time to assemble. I've nothing but goblin scraps and copper fun. (Moutainhomes ain't brought us but 5 bars o' iron. In all this time. I've asked - they don't even bring meltables. I also have a bar of steel and 2 pig iron. Yay.)
18th Moonstone, 258: RUpArm Fracture, RUpArm TornOpen, LUpArm Fracture, LUpArm TornOpen, RUpLeg Dented. (50 Pages of glancing, glancing, glancing. Though Urist McHammerdwarf's attempts at the head are more than enough fun, I prefer the toe-smiters.)
19th Moonstone, 258: ... LFoot Fracture SmashOpen, RFoot Fracture SmashOpen, RUpLeg Fracture SmashOpen Dented, LowBody Fracture SmashedOpen, RUpArm Fracture TornOpen, LUpArm Fracture TornOpen, UpBody Fracture TornOpen, RLowArm Dented, RLowLeg Dented, RHand Dented. (Sense a pattern here?)
21st Moonstone, 258: 137 pages of glancing and new and improved glancing. We call it chipping.
23rd Moonstone, 258: 122 pages. I am assuming that after so much, the log purges itself or something. This BC has 21 lines of injury text. Its nose is dented.
25th Moonstone, 258: 111 Pages, then the bastard fell into a murky pool. Guess I have to dig him out to "save" him. There is no fraking way he gets to sit in a pool sunbathing.
5th Granite, 259: So many pages. Anyway, this could never end, so I dfreveal'd to find some candy. We are digging there as I write this. Incidentally, there was an ambush with a goblin thief with an ambush. 2/4 of the squads broke off to deal with that handily. There are more things we can melt now. We have since closed the gates, as our priority is to kill the BC in our tree farm/pasture. [No one would dig a channel, being afraid of said BC, so I breached the pool's wall underneath.]
19th Granite, 259: Crashed twice at about the same place, so I did many small different things and also saved and reloaded a bit before where it should have crashed a third time. I am now making my first addy axe. Much blood and tantruming. To be fair, I am just sitting back and hoping Armok will help. Much of both our blood and that of the green-skins has been shed, and if this fortress fails, O Mighty Blood God, well we can't be spilling any more blood for ya, now can we? Surely there are more goblins you wish us to, emm, cleanse the ground with.
23rd Granite, 259: It is slow going to make this addy into strands. I've got two at the process, but one is proficient and one is competent. Still, we finally have a few wafers.
9th Slate, 259: Obok Regidor (Obok Glovehowl) killed Sor Gorgecobra the Crystalline Blades the bronze colossus. She finally got that nice addy sword, and lobbed off the bastard's head. Her only kill, to boot. I am satisfied. She shall be called Colossus Bane evermore. [Not bad, considering she has 4 in Swords, 3 in Dodge and 8 in fighting. Not my best trooper at all. I think only 4 of 25 are lower in skills. Gotta love an ultra-fine blade.] That's near four months of pounding on this thing for those counting. It is better it was her - I made an axe for that squads' leader, but he felt it better to rest in hospital with no injuries, even after I removed his bed. (He was a bit confused after that.)
It's been a great day.