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[gordy]

I'm not sure what items are, but I'm fairly confident I don't have more than 500 million of them. Maybe my bookkeeper is smoking the hemp.

Bees?

[Fleeting Frames]

I thought it was impossible to destroy a natural floor without destroying the z-level below it. As it stands, a lot of restorative work will need to be done to make the floor even again.

Similar thing - ceilingless walls - can happen with wagon deconstructed on tree roots. It has an interesting effect with pitting creatures and water.

[azrael4h]

My first fort on my new computer started out well enough. The name generated for it? Wordytown. So obviously, the first thing I did was build a library (no books yet though).

However, a failed mood sent a glassmaker into a berserk rage. Right next to my Chief Medical Dwarf. Who punched said berserking glassmaker's (who was armed and a member of one of my squads) head clean off. In one punch. He has been renamed Dr Banner. Meanwhile, the remains are being taken down to the crypts in pieces. One tooth and eyeball at a time.

Meanwhile, I keep hoping no one attacks, because so far, I have not found any metal other than zinc. If they do, I will send my main doctor after them.

[DG]

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I'm not sure what items are, but I'm fairly confident I don't have more than 500 million of them. Maybe my bookkeeper is smoking the hemp.

Bees?

Hmm. Could be. Hives are back on my embark with the new version. I was also thinking fallen leaves and things from trees.

[azrael4h]

Made it to my first siege on Wordytown. Despite a lack of training, no military-grade metals to make weapons or armor from, and a complete lack of armor in general, they made it through with only 4 wounded and 2 dead. Two of the wounded, however, are training in the own time, one with a broken arm, and the other with a broken freaking neck. They both got tombs and a title for this.

[DeCervantes]

Diary of Urist Copperpot

I happily joined to found a new fortress. I dreamed of achieving greatness.
Then I learnt that my new home was at the gates of a goblin empire. And I started to fear an attack, but thought: we will equip ourselves.
Then I learnt that there was 0 metal bellow our embark site. And I thought: well, we will have to trade for metals and weapons.
Then 3 dwarfs simultaneously inherited different baronies. And proceeded to forbid the export of shields and barrels.  So the most valuable thing we could produce in abundance and export; shields, drinks and prepared foods; are forbidden.
And I dont give a s***t anymore. 

[Larix]

I'm not sure what items are, but I'm fairly confident I don't have more than 500 million of them. Maybe my bookkeeper is smoking the hemp.

Bees?

Nope, bug. Take care, i've had a few crashes because of this - it's an erroneous entry pasted onto the bottom of the stocks list, referencing a totally random category. It can be an actual item category, it can be something undefined, which is then displayed as "items". The numbers for these are highly random, and often absurdly huge.

The bug's tagged as fixed for the next version.

[DG]

Aw, man. I liked this fort. Maybe I can find a save before it happened. Thanks for the info.

[§k]

I used to have the "item". Then a fire burnt through the main level. After the fire, it is gone.

[Splint]

Maybe it's counting all the item contaminants from trees and whatnot for whatever reason?

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Playing masterwork, and things are going well. Been inefficiently making iron and steel as I lucked out. Expected copper and zinc, got iron, coal, and dolomite instead, meaning no cheap copper weapons for these dorfs . Killed a few giant animals, and been waiting for an initial assault by something. No visit from the humans yet, though a nearby human civ does exist, as the consort of a local lord is visiting as a bard.

We've also taken on Sodel Hammerlull as a mercenary, serving in one of our units.

Also saw some elephantmen, which is frankly piss terrifying to imagine in a suit of armor with a greataxe or something.

Slow progress on everything though, as I'm painfully out of practice.

[Repseki]

Etarlened "Kingsheltered" a fort of just 30, is currently under siege by a single Elf Crossbowman and 27~ animated Elf corpses (all with metal weapons and as much armor as you would expect on a living invader), and they are taking their damn time. It's been nearly a year of them sitting out there refusing to come in through the wide open gates, and our 5 Hammerdwarves definitely aren't going to rush a bunch of armored undead in a wide open field.

After having them out there so long the alert burrow has been dropped and construction on the walls and what will be a surface tower for visitors has started up again.

The initial slowdown in work hasn't been all bad though. It likely gave the only married couple some time together, as the forts first child was born. Unfortunately the child has since died, drowning along with a Carpenter when the aquifer breach was being expanded... But I guess that's just something that can happen when both parents are near legendary Miners.

[Daris]

After finally completing the forgotten beast shredder, we entered the first cavern layer, sealed it off, and are currently collecting wildlife.  Our only recent uninvited guest was a cyclops - very disappointing.  One of the first critters to be caged, however, was a GCS, so that's good.

We haven't seen the outpost liaison for almost ten years.  I hope she's okay.  She hasn't been removed from the civ screen, so I hope it's just normal overworld stuff and not something like getting trapped in limbo with the elven caravan.

eta: A vile force of darkness arrived, an entire 10 goblins with no animals.  Then a hydra.  At least I've discovered that the wall and gate system seem to be secure, as all these visitors have chosen the route I want visitors to take.

[eerr]

The first human caravan "arrived" but nobody and nothing was in it. Yet I could still send goods to the depot and send my broker there, so they didn't just turn back at the end of the map. A while later the nonexistent traders started to pack up to go home.

I'm digging into a cliff face and my miners are busy turning the steep slope into a sheer cliff. One of them got stuck clinging to a wall when the ground under him was dug away. So he climbed up 10 or so levels up to the top of the sheer cliff, then sideways to the undug slope and back down and around to the base of the workface. I don't think he understood the concept of climbing /down/.

That was after one of my miners spent two whole seasons in the tavern, socialising, listening to stories, reciting poetry, socialising again. Eventually he got a flutter of excitement from performing, and then went back to work.

He's a cat! He doesn't know how to climb back down.

In my fortress, I just pierced an 8-z level aquifer using wood doors on the first layer, and smoothing with two pumps in the conglomerate. turns out I needed every last pump and then some to make it work. 10 I think? I made a half a fortress of pump operators.

and the only metal on the entire map is four separate veins of candy that breached the bottom cavern.
Also I've been under seige for the entire second half the pierce. With no armour I can't fight the zombies!

[nickbii]

I used to have the "item". Then a fire burnt through the main level. After the fire, it is gone.

Quoth the Great Toady One:
"The new branch type for making stone axes was causing trouble. It'll be fixed for next time."

So I suspect you had a tree with branches that could be turned into stone axes, which seem to be from adventure mode, and your poor computer knew it should count them but not how, leading to buggy stocks menu behavior; and then you burned them up so it no longer has to count them.

[Daris]

Our fourth siege showed up while we were still cleaning up from the third one.

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I think a couple of goblins got away, which is disappointing.  Total dwarven casualties: one lasher's nose, which was shot off at range.

It was time to replace the fort's wardrobe, but I've put clothing production on hold so that dwarves don't get distracted by shiny new gloves when they need to be cleaning up that carnage.

The fortress has seven books now.  Topics include the beginning of each scholar's career, descriptions of Greatercrypts (with the optimistic titles like Could It Be The Mountainhome? and Unknown Mountainhome), and descriptions of writing an earlier book.  I keep trading copies of these books away to the dwarven caravan, but no caravan has yet brought to me a book from the wider world.  It is only year 25, so maybe no other books have been written yet.  I like to think that these middle-school-quality essays are the only literature in the world right now.