Toady's gonna read this and wonder just what kinds of psychopaths fortress mode players really are.
I mean, what "normal" person would read this thread and NOT think we all need mental help and counselling? LOL!
Having let my knowledge of horrble deadly poisons out, how many of you would eat cookies if I made them? Etc.......
We would turn dwarf world on its head, paddle its ass, and make it our bitch in just a few years. I can't help but wonder if all the other civs, so horribly outmatched, wouldn't drop their differences just long enough to try to halt the advance of our clearly overwhelming power. Undead? No problem... we just suck them in the front of the mobile assault fortress, and essentially chippershred them, then blast them out of air blowers as tiny animated skin and bone fragments. What we don't need gets the magma treatment! (Just imagine! A deadly spray of zombie oystershell shards clawing and tearing at the flesh of the living!)
Elves? Their forest retreats would BURN for miles around under the unrelenting assault of our napalm flame cannons!
Goblins? I wonder what a wrecking ball will do to their obsidian spire!
Humans!? Like their little wooden villages would stand up long!
Dwarves? Aggressive pumping of deadly phosgene down the front door after we smash it in (see wrecking ball above), and its all over!
If we tipped our hand too aggressively, those other civs would quite nervous indeed. I propose the following diplotmatic approach:
Elves:
Tell them that within our boarders, we will slaughter all the trees we want, and they can just suck it. Tell us our business, and we will will tell you yours. Rest assured, you would not survive. If you want to send a trade caravan, no singing, and no garbage cloth. Only giant animals. Violators will be incinerated. In exchange, we will sell you ropereed paper, quality inks and dyes, milled soap to wash off that nacky hippy smell, and delicious baked goods.
Humans:
You guys aren't that bad. Just don't get too ambitious and try to copy our stuff. We don't play that game, and don't export knowledge. If you try, you will die. Otherwise, feel free to send merchants. We'll offer fine glassware, metal cutlery, quality ceramics and chinaware, and all the same stuff we offer elves. Those hippies suck and won't buy our fabulous home furnishings, but humans know how to enjoy the finer things in life. Just bring us cut gems, metal bars, milk, cheese fish and meat products. We'll do the rest.
Dwarves:
Hey homies! Sorry, not interested in dwarf barons or exporting tech to the mountain home. Btw, if we say we are full, please don't send more migrants. With the exception of technical specifications, our full stock is available for trade. We like metal. Lots and lots of metal. You guys make delightful serrated discs and the like too. Many hands make light work, and our death machines are the absolute best. Bring us parts and raw materials, visit, and have a good time, we'll do the rest.
Goblins:
If you guys don't stop with killing the grass with your rotting corpses, we'll smash in your tower. Seriously. We'll capture your "master", put her ugly elephantine ass in a centrifuge, and use her to mass produce beautiful silk stockings and thermal jumpsuits. When were done, we will put a happy kitten petting zoo where your dark fortress used to be for the delight of sickeningly cute children, and import fairies and butterflies to complete the effect. Seriously. Quit sending mindless goons.
Kobolds:
FHhdfijelt! ( crudely drawn image of kobolds being mechanically skinned alive, taxidermed, and made into adorable stuffed animals after attempting invasion.)