Captain’s log, a Real Dead one.
Got the software running, downloading files. Today’s setup is identical to last time pretty much, only with less cherry wine and no munchies. Will make do with some oranges and dry instant noodles. Srsly, those are like poor man’s Pringles, only so poor there’s even no cardboard in them. And they make you fart a lot, not that it’s your immediate problem. Oh, and Shaman Blood, sure. Admittedly I underestimated my enemy last time and he (she? it?) took advantage of me. Bring it on Shaman Blood, show me what you got!
Boozing up, running tunes, building a humping robot in Besiege, everyone but me has one already.
Sloow and steady, getting there. Wheres my goddamn fork, now theres orange everywhere and Im not even drunk yet. The humping robot looks suspiciously like a manticore rocket tank assembled by orks from random scrap at hand. It even blows itself up half the time! A resounding success in my book.
Alright I like my liver whgere it is now, lets et this party 1started!
iI like this place already!
oh okay
lookKEEy the damn sapppository is bakk, lovely stuff
humm I heard from the laast overseer something bout certain… yeh that. apparentky he couldnt wrap is booze-sosaked barins around the concept ofa front bloody door. and now awe got blodthisty elephants parading or place too
priority 1 buggers – hoel up somewhere wuth a dor and wajut thisw crap out
oaky they be chill now
need bridge. and moar corpse boxes
not surproised
alirghit change of policy! now your either be swingin iron battle axes or makin them. in case of danger aply AX to FACE, repeta till danger stops twitching. good
looks so promising aint it?
нузб щгк пщщв фтв руфдер вшуещ fk wrong mode. yep, our good and healthy diet. Welcome to Shovedmined! I hope you like fucking plump helmets! And help yerself with plump hjelmet wine while you at ti. fagget
BURRRRRR
well aint that just a classic eh?
still no9t surprised
shit ran out of irons
and gold? yawn. mining moar
okay we should probably do something about it… naah we really don’t
aaand we done here. theres a propeller spionning in me head. So annoying
http://dffd.bay12games.com/file.php?id=11186Here's the save. I won't claim to have had the most climactic of turns, but hey, I got shit done and haven't poisoned meself to death while at it! Evil elephants are routed (all hail Vyro the Savior!), most of the random shit is quantumized or buried, we got supplies, weapons and bodies and the suppository dining hall is being built. It's almost like a normal game now. Guess I wasn't drunk nearly enough. Anyway, now it's not my problem anymore. Next person, you're in to kick shit up again.
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