Alright.
Still lots of Digging.
Must.
Make it to the end of the Month.
Without becoming enraged at the FPS and murdering Cognitivedissonance in a berserk fury.
Its been however long it takes to listen to 6 Nickelback songs. And its only been 6 fucking days.
AAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Seven Dwarves are now congragated in one tiny room for no reason. It isnt a Meeting Place. Its nothing.
*sigh*
Now one "Feb" is sitting in the Catapult.
What the fuck is this? The Catapult of Destiny?
A Smoke Cloud drifts by...
I just noticed that little zombie kid, Lor, locked in its room.
I love this place.
Lets try and shove something remotely interesting in here.
Its been 3 days, and Were now 4 Nickelback songs, one Symphony, and one Viking Metal later.
Apparently Asob created a Masterpiece.
Great.
Oh wait, WHERE THE FUCK DID HE DO THAT. Were not engraving ANYTHING, and theres nothing being produced other than stuff at the Magma Forge, and Hes wandering around near the top areas.
Two Hollywood Undead Songs later, and it hasnt even been one day.
Not even one.
Lets try and redirect focus to good news.
The Digging is actually going righteously fast. It just feels noxiously slow because the Game is noxiously slow.
Feel free to just listen to this.
It may end up being more interesting than the whole update.
FYI, I type these updates in Notepad as I go along, so Im just linking what I have playing now
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S8wSh_Eryv8
I think the FPS is improving. I may need to quickly go see if CG is alright down there. I mean, Im sure Hes fine. But it pays to be cautious!
Dont worry CG. Your work down there is making awesomeness possible.
Youre integral to My Project!
Its just... A little dangerous.
The work.
15 days into the Month. Nearly 40 minutes. I can do this.
Just... 15 more days, without finding slightly unsavory ways to amuse Myself with the ridiculous amount of time this is taking.
No when.
No want.
No worry.
I had to make that reference.
...Did You get it?
There reference?
That I may or may not be typing about to pass time whilst the Game just... Runs.
I could go watch Youtube Videos, or play a game.
I reckon when I got back, nothing would be different.
In fact, I might.
If nothing happens soon.
Oh I see. Asob was cutting Gems in an area I never knew existed.
Waves of Water wash over the now decaying corpses, littering the Northern Shore.
In the East, bodies mar the beautiful Ocean View.
The Plateau, is a plain of Blood.
The Northern Interior, now sealed and abandoned, is littered with the bodies of Our fallen.
Its walls bathed in Blood.
Its floors streaked with dirt, rot, and flesh.
The Main Hall - Home to two of the Demons which condemn Us to this Life.
This is Markedangels.
On the surface, it is Raining.
Washing away some of the Blood, from the denizen Corpses, littering the Grass.
The Grass is Dry.
The Trees, weak.
Those taken by the Cloud, wandering. Aimlessly.
But not all who Wander are Lost.
The Hall of Cages, now only a distant memory of the opening once carved, which lead to the deaths of many.
The Original Entrance, a memorial to those who died scrambling inside, and the vague memories of Chilton and His Pony.
All this, to try to prevent death.
So many attempts, to make it possible for Travelers to safely stow away inside, out of the humid, dry, rainy World.
Away from the Terrors lurking outside.
A beacon of safety, where Dwarves could live in Harmony, as best They could, without bearing the weight of knowing that They were dooming any Newcomers to suffer and die outside.
One day, They would journey back to the Surface, and try to tame it.
And like all these Doors and Entrances, elaborate and basic, made to facilitate Harmony, with good intentions - It would more or likely end in Destruction.
This is not a valiant War for Victory.
This is making the best out of a horrid situation.
We can only try.
...Except Me. Im building a Project.
Its the 20th.
Not long now.
Not long.
Not long any more.
Not long to go.
I can handle it.
Some Migrants have arrived.
Moment of fucking truth.
Please, Felcis, Label the Levers better next time
I have no idea what Outer refers to until I pull the Lever.
Im sure itll be fine.
I DONT UNDERSTAND HOW THIS WORKS.
I worked it out. The Entrance is open, and the Migrants are slowmotion running towards the hole on the Surface.
The wave is gigantic.
But so is the horde of Zombies assaulting any stragglers, and rushing in at the train of incoming Migrants.
The Migrants were just scattered near the Entrance. I expect a ton of stragglers to die.
27th of the Month.
So far, its going alright, despite the casualty count. I
ended up panicing and was forced to Bridge-Slam
some Migrants A Hallway which I think had Migrants in it, due to about
3 6 Zombies that
trailed in behind them came down with Them.
It was
beatiful Tragic.
This is functional though, and thats whats important right now.
Some Migrants > No Migrants.
END OF THE MONTH!
BREAK TIME ON CLIFFHANGER ENGAGE
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