Bay 12 Games Forum

Please login or register.

Login with username, password and session length
Advanced search  

Author Topic: A small sob story  (Read 629 times)

tonnot98

  • Bay Watcher
  • Damp stone located.
    • View Profile
A small sob story
« on: September 12, 2014, 11:53:41 am »

On my first ever semi-successful fortress, my first militia commander got both of his legs lopped off by a giant tick, and I didn't notice until it was too late.

While he was stuck in a field with no legs, hungry and thirsty, his cat surrounded him with vermin remains. Eventually, when his cat was bringing him a new kill, he went berserk and stabbed the cat in the face, killing it instantly.

Then his wife, a potash maker that I interred into the militia because I had no need of potash came over and stabbed HIM in the face, killing him instantly.

A season later, his wife is still sobbing on everyone's shoulder, and finally goes stark raving mad.

She takes off all her clothes and runs wild into the caverns, only to be gored by a troll that killed 3 other dwarves.
I guess no one went on a tantrum because she never really talked to anyone else.

The end.
Logged
Not sure if dying of old age is an honor or a shame for weaponmasters. On the one hand, it means they never got the opportunity to die in glorious battle. On the other hand, it means nothing could beat them in glorious battle.
Meow.

Button

  • Bay Watcher
  • Plants Specialist
    • View Profile
Re: A small sob story
« Reply #1 on: September 12, 2014, 12:12:04 pm »

 :'(
Logged
I used to work on Modest Mod and Plant Fixes.

Always assume I'm not seriously back

Col_Jessep

  • Bay Watcher
  • ♦ Cat Herder
    • View Profile
Re: A small sob story
« Reply #2 on: September 12, 2014, 12:22:25 pm »

The poor cat!
Logged
Just kids...
Spoiler (click to show/hide)