Alright, so here's what I have written so far (minus images); a lot happened in the first few minutes of playing.
1st Granite
With the removal of O_o from the position of overseer, the duty of overseer falls on me through seniority. My first order of business as overseer?
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Rooms. The housing district isn't large enough to support growth. I don't care if this is supposed to be a Type-IIa fortress or whatever, Type-Ic's were plenty fine.
Why are there beds next to the Trade Depot?
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Doesn't matter.
3rd Granite
I've designated the crazy people for execution. Can't have them cluttering up our fortress.
5th Granite
I've taken the liberty of designating properly dwarven rooms for the people.
SHIT
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HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!! (Kubuk the Commander lost his foot, and is bleeding profusely. Good news is that he's a skilled swordorf now, bad news is that he can't walk anymore.)
DRAFT THE MINERS!
Kubuk seems to be surviving against all odds; he may make it through this. I'm hoping he doesn't though.
I WANT TO BE WANT MILITIA COMMANDER.
The Nephal Swordswoman seems to be dying quite nicely.
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20th Granite
I have instructed the miners to begin digging into the caverns. As the resident wildlife expert, I believe that the fish and wildlife there could potentially sustain us indefintely. Unless we get sieged.