WARLOCK Summer of 35 (Part 1)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.
2nd Hematite, 35
I can not, in fact, leave whenever I want. I appear to be confined to an arbitrary, roughly square area, presumably until my year of apparently enforced Overseeing is up.
Well, that's disappointing.
I have once again modified the plans for Project Other Pylon to include walls on the second floor. This way, enemies with ranged weapons can't pick off all of the zombies when they rush back and forth on their quest to pick up microscopic pieces of trash and put them down again in a random location, only for some other zombie to pick it up again and repeat the process. Or at least, that's what's going on according to the Overlord.
I think I've established by now that he probably isn't a reliable source, but he's also the only source. I take what I can get.
But I digress.
My other big project, the dam across the river, is also going well. It's close to halfway across now. I'm sure it'll be done before the end of the year.
To make that a bit more evident, here's another drawing.
5th Hematite, 35
The Overlord is touching my Graveyard.
I don't know how I feel about that.
11th Hematite, 35
Project Other Pylon is complete. Well, most of it. The important parts.
Okay, so, what shall I do now?
Do... we have any glass?
Yeah, there's a couple items running around, but nothing special.
Well, I know what we're doing next.
There's sand scattered around everywhere, but this cave appears to be the biggest concentration of it.
Project Glass Factory begins.
It will require miners.
I... think we have miners.
Weren't they skeletons or something?
And don't those just go out of control and mindlessly wander after a while?
Fuck.
OOC: I can't even find skeletons on the unit list. The fuck?12th Hematite, 35
Oh, the humanity... Warlockity? Whatever... Project Glass Factory is killed before it even gets started.
Well, back to the drawing board.
...
Ooh, I know! Add on to the "tower"!
I'm going to make a fourth floor, and a fifth, and a sixth, and I'll trap the Overlord on the seventh so he'll stop touching my graveyard, and I'll quarantine Only Competent Necromancer and He Who Builds Graveyards on the eighth so they don't catch whatever made everyone else stupid...
Project Fourth Floor (And Beyond?) begins.
21st Hematite, 35
Holy shit! There is a miner!
Project Glass Factory rises from the grave! It is now Zombie Project Glass Factory! It will continue to eventually create pointless glass items for the "tower" far into the future, when it will eventually be destroyed by a dragon named Steve.
Steve will be a very unhappy dragon, for his parents will decide to name him Steve as a calculated insult to the humans. The humans will respond by sending their strongest adventurer, who will subsequently lightly thwap them to death with an Adamantine Balaclava. Steve will have to admit that he will have no idea what a Balaclava is, but will think that it is some kind of musical instrument.
Pictured: The leading instrument in the woodwind section. Definitely not endorsed by serial killers everywhere.
The first ever musical instrument he will ever encounter will be an artifact glass tuba.
I think you know where I'm going with this.
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OOC: This is all I got done today. Figured I'd go ahead and post it before I got (too) tired and started spewing (even more) random bullshit. Will do more later.