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Wait for the next release. I want usable mugs damn it!

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We can use the current one. I like the big trees and slightly smarter dorfs.

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I'll take .34.11 thanks. I want to know I'll get to kill things for sure.

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[bukitodinos]

Okay lets start with some backstory....

Bukit redyed his sword at the monsters,he didn't know much about fightin, but he made this sword when he was a dwarfling and knows every curve and every edge of this steel blade. He jumped the monsters chest-tongue  and priced his heart. it let out a pained screech and fell to the ground, the next swiped at him, he jumped on the claw and cut the monster down the middle, it fell to the ground:dead. The last on had a pink tint, he guessed it was the leader. It chomped, he dodged , then.. the trance set in, he became a fury of blade a beard and did not stop till that one fatal strike. It fell. The pink faded he sheathed the blade and went on with the journey,  the monsters were gone.

By Armoks infinite beard His group of migrants will not become theses abominations anytime soon...

[Talvieno]

Okay, thoughts:

Again, sorry I disappeared. It was actually a combination of my computer "shitting the bed" and the internet going out, though the former tends to override the latter as when both are active at the same time.


I'm going to have to make a very, very interesting journal entry as to Talvi's missing cavies, and Mr Frog's attempt to give Talvi an extreme case of amnesia. I suspect that Talvi's brain is messed up too much for that to work. To it's credit, it might bring her a step closer to it working - activate some of the dormant areas of her brain, perhaps. That might make for an interesting read... This ought to break her crush on Mr Frog, though.

Also, am I the only one who reads Joseph's lines in the voice of Mr Smith from The Matrix? Joseph is evil, now I'm sure of it.

Hanslanda - your stories are amazing. I'll getting them up in post 2 (Yes, I'm resuming my duties), and I think at least a couple of them deserve the <<decorations>>. You are definitely a better writer than I am, no question. lol   I wouldn't mind reading a novel of yours, if you could keep a story of this quality going for that length.


Also, I'm only at June 3rd so far - page 118. I'll post again when I get farther along.

[Splint]

Hoo boy that entry should be interesting.

[Mr Frog]

@Talvieno:

Heeheehee! I was so excited to see the reaction journal when I wrote that, but it didn't look like it was going to materialize... UNTIL NOW.

Joseph speaking like Smith... that works eerily well for what I had posted. I personally pictured him speaking very calmly and pleasantly, like he was talking to a child or some such. I picture Joseph as being sort of a self-styled Übermenschean messiah figure, so perfect in both appearance and manner that it's actually unnerving. I go into this in a bit more detail in the follow-up to that post, which I haven't finished and may not ever post.

[Splint]

Ah come on man, you canm share with us. We won't judge. Seriously, I think we've lost the rights to be judgemental when we began this.

[Hanslanda]

@Talvieno: Thank you good sir, I greatly appreciate the compliments, as well as your return.

@MrFrog: Post it. Please?

[Mr Frog]

Okay, fine. Note that this isn't an official update and I wrote much of this at around 2:00am, which is why the description gets a little loopy in some points.

Spoiler: Here's what I had before my little breakdown (click to show/hide)

In a small, cramped bedroom in the dwarven fortress of Spearbreakers, a little man was sitting on his bed. He was too small to be a human; on the other hand, any dwarf would tell you that he was too tall and skinny to be a dwarf. The man had graying brown hair, a short, pointed beard, thick spectacles, and was dressed in what likely used to be a crisp white suit but was now mostly a filthy brown suit. His name -- or at least what he preferred to be referred to as -- was Mr Frog (no period, if you value your life at all).
   In Mr Frog's hands was a black square object. He was staring at it, sucking on his lip, lost in thought. Every now and then, he would glance over at the room's stone door in the opposite wall nervously. He had, in fact, been doing so for several minutes prior to the intrusion of this narration. He was weighing the options. He had managed to worm himself into a very delicate situation, he knew exactly what he wanted out of it, and the slightest misstep could make the opportunity vanish like the memory of a pleasant dream (not that Mr Frog himself could actually remember what that was like; he hadn't had any pleasant dreams in a very long time).
   Mr Frog finally seemed to come to a decision. He swung himself off the bed and walked the short distance to the door, making sure one last time that it had been sealed. Having done that, he returned to his bed and hunched over the black object protectively. He gently nudged a spot on its side and the front of the object suddenly shone in a glowing, intricately-detailed mosaic forming letters and coloured shapes.
   Or, more concisely, he turned on a Portable Electronic Assistant and was now looking at the main interface.
   Mr Frog poked at the screen a few times, then hesitated, frowning. He glanced around the room absentmindedly. He took a small metal flask out of his pocket, took a sip of its contents, and closed his eyes, his expression softening as he felt the sweet poison rush through his veins. Then he prodded the device's screen once more.
   A pale, blond-haired man appeared on the screen -- Joseph. He had electric blue eyes and a perfectly-square jaw, a perfectly-straight nose, and perfectly-smooth, unblemished skin. Even the little details like his ears looked like they had been sculpted by an artist -- or, more likely, a particularly-skilled surgeon. Mr Frog found the man's appearance to be highly-unsettling; a face that perfect could not possibly be natural. It couldn't possibly be cheap, either.
   Joseph smiled with expert precision, his perfectly-white teeth gleaming. "Ah, Mr Frog," he said cordially; "I trust that you've seen the light?"
   "Y-yes," stammered Mr Frog; he took another sip from his flask and continued, much more calmly: "Yes, I have." "I understand the meaning of what you said to me, just as you said I would," he added; "All I want is to carry your plan to completion." He figured that, when considering the kind of man he was dealing with, a bit of light ego-stroking couldn't possibly go amiss.
   Joseph smiled with genuine joy -- or, at least, a close facsimile thereof; Mr Frog wasn't sure. So much about this man seemed like a façade -- a carefully-constructed sham to lure prey in. Joseph clapped quietly. "I'm delighted to hear that you've seen the light, Mr Frog!" he said brightly; he turned to the left and fiddled with something offscreen. "Mr Frog's on board," he called out; "Send an extraction team to pick him up. I'm sending the coordinates over now."
   Joseph turned his attention back to Mr Frog, still smiling. "I'm certain you'll find our facilities to be more than up to your standards, Mr Frog," he said; "You will not regret this. A team will come and pick you up shortly. We'll discuss things in more detail once you're secure." He looked down and moved his hand towards something immediately below the screen, and immediately afterwards was replaced by a pale blue background with "CALL TERMINATED" printed on it in white.

[Hanslanda]

Dun dun DUUUUNNN!

I feel like DorfFrog is going to play Xanatos Speed Chess with Joseph.

[Splint]

I don't think these dwarves will let thier chief engineer go without a fight.... And it is unwise to doubt poorly equipped, poorly organized, and frighteningly well led soldiers.

[Hanslanda]

I don't think these dwarves will let thier chief engineer go without a fight.... And it is unwise to doubt poorly equipped, poorly organized, and frighteningly well led insane soldiers.

Ftfy

I am not sure how this will go. Although it would be awesome to see plasma gun equipped SEALs-esque timecop special forces beaten down by a bunch of insane, vomit encrusted sociopathic midgets in bright blue armor.

[Talvieno]

Okay, I've finished reading, and I'm completely up-to-date. I laughed quite a bit, and I've got a LOT to put into the second post. lol   But I'll get to work on it. As to Mr Frog's being a dabbling editor, he does it with DF monsters you've created, too. He removed the awesome eyes from my Scythods... My reaction to criticism is either to accept it, or, if I find the criticism flawed, to defensively launch into a giant (enjoyable, to me) scientific debate. After which I may see reason... like I did.

Mr Frog - did the cavies really get killed during your turn, though? lol   Talvi is going to have a fit over that. And while I'm thinking about it:
DF FORUMS: Talvieno
SPEARBREAKERS: Talvi
It gets confusing, with -i being typically a female ending, and -o being typically a male one. Bit of a mixup with the assigned gender at the beginning.

Very glad you're back, The Master! And to all lurkers, a big Heyaa. Glad to have you around, even if you don't post.

Hanslanda - excellent story! Epic to the end. If Spearbreakers eventually joins everything else at the lparchive, I'm hoping it gets included - it was definitely good enough, in my opinion. I'm going to take the liberty to nominate part 1, part 5, and part 14 for decoration (I keep saying I won't nominate things, but it keeps happening). Also, this:
 

plasma gun equipped SEALs-esque timecop special forces

strongly reminds me of this:

Spoiler: big pic (click to show/hide)

in particular, the dude in the suit. Kudos and a big +1 to anyone who knows what game that image was taken in.

Looking forwards to your updates, stormtemplar!



and now, off to modify post #2... big job here. lol


edit: Mr Frog, sorry, missed your post. Had a lot to write about in this one. Your continuation of the Mr Frog-Joseph fiasco makes it pretty clear that Joseph can't sound like Mr Smith - or even Deep Throat. What comes to mind is Carpathia from the Left Behind series - good to all appearances, but with a hidden evil underside. That aside, very glad you posted that. lol   Also, Talvi is going to want to kill your dwarf now. Just so you know.

[Splint]

My statment is based off of a human settlment I ran, with a horrible mixture of copper, very rare steel, bronze, leather, and cloth fighting off mounted iron clad goblins while severly outnumbered. Just imagine how badly a small spec ops team will do in cramped poorly lit tunnels packed with fighting animals will do against soldiers who are drilled constantly and armed with steel, iron and adamantine, while being led by a possible crossdressing psychopath.

[Mr Frog]

'Talvi' is 62.5% the length of 'Talvieno', which is why I use it.

I vaguely recall throwing a cavy down to AshSpawn during my turn, but that's the extent of actual cavy fatalities in the fortress AFAIK. Of course, considering the nature of Spearbreakers canon, there's still nothing much stopping there being a secret mass gravy-cave under Mr Frog's bed.

Joseph has a far tidier method of extracting Mr Frog on hand. HINT: wormholes.

[Splint]

aww.... And I was hoping for a a quick in and out backfire involving a section of the living quarters caving in, a pincked retreat, and the dwarves her getting thier grubby mits on all kinds of new toys....

[Hanslanda]

@Talvieno: Crysis. And the first part was my favorite, so if it comes down to only one, just pick the first one.

@Splint: I'd like to see that combat log.
The Extractor fires his -Plasma Carbine- at Fischer.
The spinning +plasma bolt+ is deflected by the <<*Adamantine Mailshirt*>>
Fischer lets out a laugh, fell and terrible!
Fischer stabs the Extractor with her +Steel Pike+ in the lower body, tearing the guts through the -Ballistic Body Armor-.
The Extractor looks sick!
The Extractor retches!
The Extractor vomits!
Fischer twists the +Steel Pike+!
Fischer punches the Extractor in the head with her right hand, shattering the skull and tearing the brain through the *Thermal Nightvision Goggles*!
The Extractor has been struck down!