WARLOCK Spring of 351st Granite, 35
A new year dawns, and I find myself contemplating my situation. What the hell am I doing here? How long will I prevent my inevitable second death?
Pressing questions. Questions that I don't really have the answers to.
Ah well, back to work.
2nd Granite, 35
Today, inspiration struck. A secret project is in the works. I call it "Project Pylon". I don't know why I call it that. It seemed like a good name to me.
No one was really using that anyway, right?
3rd Granite, 35
As far as I can tell, there is only one person doing actual work.
Henceforth, she shall be known as "Only Competent Necromancer".
...
Wait, no, holy shit, someone else joined her!
However, he's not a necromancer, so OCN's new name stays.
Also, a zombie has begun a mysterious construction. Hooray?
5th Granite, 35
OCN's spike of competence appears to have inspired her fellows. Perhaps they have taken her new name as an insult to them (which it is) and decided to show me that they can, in fact, actually do something besides dicking around on the lower levels?
The Other Center Library must be their clubhouse. There are none of them actually pictured in my latest masterful illustration, however, to acknowledge the fact that they are finally doing work.
6th Granite, 35
I may have spoken (written?) too soon.
11th Granite, 35
And now we have... a wooden cup? Sure, why not. Here at Chainedentrails, we have all the wooden cups. ALL OF THEM.
15th Granite, 35
I'm getting very, very tired of this river roaring in my ethereal ears
and slaughtering my FPS all damn day. So, I'm going to dam it.
Construction will begin momentarily.
It is an ambitious project, to be sure, but all such must start somewhere.
Once the main wall is complete, I intend to deconstruct the portion closest to shore, slamming the ethereal block construction down and closing off the annoyingly loud
and incredibly laggy water flow.
20th Granite, 35
A near disaster is averted on the construction of Project Pylon when the Overlord very nearly deconstructs the ethereal block floor out from under his feet. I attempted to explain why it was a bad idea to stand on top of the floor he's removing when he LIVES ABOVE A RIVER AND PROBABLY CAN'T SWIM, but I gave up when he started drooling.
In light of this idiocy, the construction of Project Pylon is suspended indefinitely.
21st Granite, 35
In an attempt to redirect the Overlord's suicidal tendencies onto something constructive, I told him to go attack something.
He then walked away, muttering something about "new toys".
I decided not to ask.
26th Granite, 35
A couple foxes appear out of nowhere.
Apparently this is significant in some way, so I tell the Overlord to go take care of it.
I don't see the foxes again.
2nd Slate, 35
Well, no wonder I have barely any workforce. They were apparently all smoothing floors on the very lowest levels of the deep dungeons. Why the hell were they doing that? There were so many other things they could be doing... So I told them to stop it.
If I need more space for something-or-other, I'll slap some new construction on the "tower". It could stand to be a bit higher.
10th Slate, 35
When the sun rose above the "tower" today, everything looked... off. I can't tell how, but something has changed.
I don't like it.
OOC: Switched from Phoebus to Masterwork tileset. Parts of it look better. Parts of it look worse. About what I was expecting, really.
I also turned on Truetype fonts. Much better. In other news, construction of the walls on the first level is nearly complete. Some of the corner walls have been suspended, even though the gap is BIG ENOUGH TO WALK THROUGH... but I digress. If there wasn't some of the constipation of the workforce reflected in the end product, I would have been greatly surprised.
11th Slate, 35
13th Slate, 35
Apparently, the fortress attracted no migrants this season. The Zombie who informed me of this did so with a completely straight face. I told him to go back to carving is stupid hourglasses and hourglass accessories.
Now he's knitting little purple hourglass cozies.
Fuck everything, I'm going to go get wasted.
14th Slate, 35
Dire news: Because I am a bodiless spirit, I can't get wasted. Also, I don't think we have any alcohol.
15th Slate, 35
I have devised a second secret project. I call it... Project Other Pylon!
I have a good feeling about this one.
2nd Felsite, 35
The area for the Graveyard is now complete. I have revised my plans for the area, having decided that it would be better for it to attract new zombies instead of souls. For that purpose, I have begun construction on an area right next to where the graveyard will be, for a designated meat stockpile.
Now, time to begin construction on the Graveyard itself...
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Okay, no, hold on, I can still salvage this.
Just some new floor to the south, and everything should be fine...
3rd Felsite, 35
The Lady of Bones has mandated the construction of Hourglasses. Way ahead of you, Lady.
5th Felsite, 35
Okay, here we go. Graveyard ho!
16th Felsite, 35
Progress is slow, as per usual. The graveyard's construction has been assigned to one unlucky necromancer by his fellows. I tried to get more of them on the job, but when they started licking their lips and eyeing me up, I decided that getting the fuck out of there was the better part of valor. The Overlord, at least, never did that. I think I'll assign jobs through him from now on. A figurehead, if you will. Hopefully this won't come back to bite me later.
17th Felsite, 35
Today, the Lady of Bones has withdrawn from society. She immediately claimed a Craftsman's Workshop. It remains to be seen what she shall do.
Also, today a random Zombie dropped his load of Black Ethereal Blocks and wandered off in the midst of constructing Project Other Pylon. Project Other Pylon is of dire importance to this "tower"! Actually, what was I doing with that again? It's been a month or so... maybe I should have written it down somewhere...
Oh yes, I remember. I was building a safe way down to the lower levels. No, hold on, this is the wrong way to be going about this.
Hold on...
18th Felsite, 35
Construction on the reimagined Project Other Pylon is already underway. The leftmost two stairwells will be paved over and deconstructed, respectively, to comply with the annoying accounting error that keeps me from simply building one construction on top of another. The main, and indeed, only, area that provides access to the lower levels of the "tower" will be connected to the second level of the "tower" proper by new Black Ethereal Block construction on the existing Bone Block support structure.
It will clash horribly, but fortunately for me, unlike many of the other Overseers that I have heard tell of, I don't have OCD.
20th Felsite, 35
Today, the... individual in charge of deconstructing the solitary constructed stair in the way of Project Other Pylon, after two days of "work", was scared off by a Giant Mole.
I am... unhappy.
Fuck you in particular.
Hey, Overlord, come deal with this, and I swear, if you go camp out on the hillside instead again, I'm going to personally smash your face in.
...
Good, he's actually doing it.
And now, observe the Retarded Overlord in its natural habitat - slaughtering random forest/cavern creatures with a single blow.
I should really have someone brick up the cavern entrance, shouldn't I?
Hold on, what's this?
Lady, I thought you were satisfying your strange mood! What the fuck are you doing battling Giant Moles in the cavern access?
Oh my God, these warlocks, man. They're just... SO DUMB. You wouldn't normally expect this level of stupidity from a magic user. I don't know.
I really wish I could get wasted.
Okay, Overlord, come kill this one too.
21st Felsite, 35
Okay. Let's go ahead and feed those two Mole Souls to the Warlocks. Maybe they'll stop shooting me all of these hungry looks then.
I... don't understand. Do animals just not have souls or something?
Weird.
Oh, and I need to tell the Overlord to tell the Lady of Bones to stop fucking around in the caverns getting teeth knocked out by giant moles.
22nd Felsite, 35
Vindication! My Graveyard is complete!
In celebration, I have gifted its magnificent builder a new name.
I'm sure he greatly appreciated it. The Overlord assured me that he did, anyway.
For now, I shall command them to try to attract lost souls, since the "Meat Stockpile" thing doesn't appear to be working out.
I - okay, what is it now?
You know, I'm getting very, very tired of this, and I think everyone else is too, if this combat log is any indication.
23rd Felsite, 35
OOC: This is actually three different weasels. They all died. Shock and blood loss, I guess?First moles, and now weasels? Will the sudden tide of vermin never end?
On the other hand, it may not be so bad. Sure, they startle the workforce, but then the workforce turns around and punches them in the face and/or dismembers them with an Adamantine Wraithblade. No real harm, and it keeps the Overlord entertained.
On the other other hand, they're really annoying.
On the other other other hand (being a spirit, I can have as many hands as I want, thank you very much), I really should get around to bricking off the cavern access, hopefully without sealing half of the population inside. "Store Item in Stockpile" my ethereal ass.
24th Felsite, 35
Wait, Overlord, where are you going? There are still weasels to kill!
Fuck.
25th Felsite, 35
The construction of the reimagined Project Other Pylon is almost complete. Unfortunately, I forgot to order the construction of down stairs on the level above the new up stairs, and the walling off finished today, so I have temporarily cut off the lower levels. And the Overlord is down there "acquiring provisions", so, the first time a horde of Mole/Weasel crossbreeds attacks, I'm going to have to depend on the zombies.
And in case you didn't know, zombies are slow as all hell.
26th Felsite, 35
The down stairs are complete. Well, that was embarrassing.
However, that means that the reimagined Project Other Pylon is complete!
It is very nice, if I do say so myself. I may want to expand some of the paths, though, to accommodate regular traffic.
27th Felsite, 35
Construction progresses quickly on the widened path to the new, secure stairs down into the basement and mine levels. I may want to widen the stairs at some point, as well, and make them less... ridiculous. It's not like there's much else for the workforce to do but build things around here.
And remember: a busy warlock is a warlock that is not contemplating trying to eat you.
28th Felsite, 35
As construction continues, it feels almost as if time itself is... slowing, somehow. Perhaps the old adage is true: the watched pot never boils. (
15 FPS. I am not happy.)
In other news, Bred Hedadawheshey has created a masterpiece! I feel sorry for the person who must live with this name. However, I don't feel like renaming him (her? I don't know...), so they will just have to deal with it. I also don't know what they made. I asked the Overlord to ask Bred what he/she/whatever made, and he just looked at me with a blank expression.
Well, whatever, I don't suppose it matters that much. Probably another pair of dice made of sand.
Sand. Seriously, what the fuck?
1st Hematite, 35
I am told that summer has begun today. Doesn't really feel any different. You know, I wasn't aware that the Overlord kept track of such things. Maybe there's a bit more to him after all. He has layers. Like an onion. Both have a hidden facet or two, and the smell of both makes you cry. Seriously, this guy needs a bath or something...
Construction continues, etc., etc. Sometimes I don't understand why I even write this.
Why am I even still here? I'm not in a phylactery, and there's no danger of it in the future, since I've set the Soul Syphons to ignore me and I doubt that any of these assholes are competent enough to set it back. I could leave whenever I want.
I'll have to think on this.
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EDIT: Fixed a couple little grammar errors.
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