I think this is why community games hold my interest when regular games of DF don't usually last more than a couple of years for me.
The entire community does nothing but egg you on to do dangerous and ill-advised stuff.
UPDATE IIIIINCOMING FUCKAS!
[1st of Granite, the depths of Murdermachines]'Can you hear the sound of battle, friend?'
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'Of course you don't.'
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'Just a couple more months. ... I'll... finish.' *Cough.
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How tired I am of this. Why won't they stop plaguing me? ... I have to deal with them as quickly as possible. Anima's not the only one who learned some 'magic' out there, you know...'
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'We should go and see him.
Later.'
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<the noises of sharp metal scratching on stone and silent coughs can be heard from the dark, followed by a grim laugh>
[Mayor Thikut Luritoslan's log, Spring 256]...
11th of GraniteThe poor soldier's corpse left on the stairway to the surface started rotting. Although everyone complains about it no one dares moving it. The dwarves are scared of the taint. I'll have to send some soldiers to deal with it.
15th of GraniteI saw that engraver strolling around the corridors in front of my bedroom at night. He moved really slowly and kept touching the walls as if he was looking for something. He kept mumbling ( or was it chanting? ) to himself until he stood right next to my door. When he saw me, he stopped and walked away into the dark as if nothing happened. I already heard of Malach's strange behaviour from others. Appereantly he keeps claiming pieces of smooth walls and floor for himself, screaming at and sometimes even fighting away other engravers.
NOTE: Keep and eye on the engraver.19th of Granite. The architects finished the designs for the new dining room and graveyard, construction will begin as soon as the miners are ready.
Our hospital is filled up with wounded from the last battles. Some of them have serious injuries and the doctor said some would not make it before he started giggling. The mechanics started constructing a traction bench so we can get some bones fixed.
(pictures)
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24th of GraniteThe blacksmith kept yelling that we are out of steel, as if that would change anything. We also received a message from our scouts. Appereantly someone started spreading stories about our recent carnages in the surrounding area. Which of course scared away all migrants.
3rd of SlateOut of frustration, the dwarves decided to execute all captive furries using the drop shaft tomorrow. Hopefully their blood will cheer us up a bit.
4th of Slate(OOC: *facepalm)Most of the hamstermen survived their fall.
One Two Three bled to death, the
others remaining survivor just ran off into the living quarters. The soldiers do not care at all or are wounded, so we'll be stuck with
those monstrosities that
hamsterman hamsterwoman for a while.
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10th of SlateI ordered a bunch of dogs to be slaugthered or dropped down the execution shaft. They already are piling up in our statue gardens, I need to stop this before it gets out of hand.
13th of SlateI swear, that engraver is up to something
Although his engravings clearly are of great quality, they seem weird. There is someting about them which I can not explain properly. I'm not the only one who feels like this.
14th of SlateI woke up with an engraving IN MY ROOM! That madman...
17th of SlateA minotaur! That elven scum keeps sending their pawns against us. The guards saw the beast lurking in the woods. The say it'll be here tomorrow. Armok be with us...