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[Fistbeard]

I deconstructed the bed. They moved her to a new one. Then she GOT UP and fed her goddamn self.
She is now organizing a shield demonstration with her still-fractured arm.
Dwarven.

[Loud Whispers]

With the current success of the moose pit reaching critical levels, I am beginning construction of an arena where I will stage fights with exotic creatures, Dwarves and prisoners.

Maybe a lot of zombies too...

On a related note, I'm going to be releasing a portion (if I can divide them) of the moose pit swarm to lower the ridiculously large population of undead milling around.

And I have completed construction of a brass battle axe hanging over my entrance.

Construction in Silentthunders has been uninterrupted for the most part, and it's almost getting too quiet. And the yak sentries are still alive. This foreboding quiet disturbs me.

Brass furniture is being constructed for all to enjoy with the soon to arrive blood shed.

That is all.

[Splint]

That is as badass as havigng a one-armed fisherdwarf being more productive than other dwarves with all thier limbs.

Or a one armed miner using a mattock requiring two hands (Civilization Forge)

Stockade now has a proper bridge, stole more supplies from the elves, have an excess of apartments, not that that's a problem considering the bastards are pumping out kids like it's going out of style. Hell, the babies have waiting rooms for them, plus extras. Thier small, but still.

Gota pump set up to fertize a bald spot with mud to reestablish the farms.

The pair are now chucking out stones and a few mechanisms to give to those outside, and the sheer excess of cloth I nicked from the elves is going to buy an anvil.

I am also fearful of goblins, though they have yet to even send snatchers despite a war being on. I'm counting my blessings.

I fully expect the pair to die upon delving into the peths (Needing to add a few facilities have stalled that out.)

[Fistbeard]

I would deem this quite the recovery!

[tahujdt]

Loud Whispers, how often do you change your avatar?

[Splint]

breach made, and i find trees grew, allowing the pair to lay some traps.

Trading the worn out crap the migrants wore is netting us bronze, an anvil, food (specifically, meat, something they haven't had in some time) And dwarven booze.

The kiddies are making me proud, staying close to the stockade and keeping eachother company. I'll be pleased to see everyone grow up.

Oh and I found out that despite all thier hard work, the stockcade-bunker combo is worth a whopping 27k roughly in dorfbucks. No wonder the popcap is holding.

@ - Tahujdt - I think he has some kind of strange script that alternates them with some text underneath designed to look like a normal wordspace. That way he never has the same one for long, even in the same thread.

[tahujdt]

@ - Tahujdt - I think he has some kind of strange script that alternates them with some text underneath designed to look like a normal wordspace. That way he never has the same one for long, even in the same thread.

I think you're right. It just changed again!

[Eric Blank]

Loud Whispers, how often do you change your avatar?

He has it set to a link that chooses from a list of images to be displayed when the page is loaded.

That being said, the list appears to change fairly often.

[Splint]

Traders are on thier merry way.

I fully expect the settlement to be overrun next year.
Traps are laid, the pair takes a breath, grabs an axe, and fells a tower-cap.

Silk aplenty, but there's a looming threat of a giant cave spider, as that is who made the silk.
Should they die, the settlers will force the doors open, take what they need, and leave them in peace.

EDIT: They're alive, and safe thanks to the giant fungi blocking access, so unless it's amphibious, it can't hurt them.

Topside, I pitted a mink, a snapping turtle, a giant thrips and wombat, and a dingo against 4 wombat men. One got it's head crushed by the giant wombat's freakishly large jaws while the dingo mink and tutrle alternat thier aggression. This may well be my favorite execution pit. I alos need to slaughter the thrips afterwards so it doesn't keel over of old age like the grasshopper did.

[Sus]

Another Forgotten Beast, a worm with deadly dust. This on in the yet-inaccessible 3rd cavern layer, though.
Also another vile force of darkness, a suicide charge by some n00b militia, and the resultant tantrum spiral, blood, corpses, vomit and severed limbs everywhere...

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Or, as we call it in Razorwheels, Tuesday.

[Corai]

Spring has passed, my dragons failed to mine out 27 pieces of stone yet.

[mithosaurion]

My Earth Elves (brown elves that act more like dwarves but prefer swords in combat) have finished the second pyramid in their desert home.  The first one acts as the entrance to the underground fort, as well as tombs for the most worthy dead.  The second one is for the bodies of fallen workers.  The third shall be used to house departed pets.  the fourth will hold the corpses of the unworthy or accursed dead.  I am not sure what I will do with the fifth... maybe fill it with treasures and the like.

Also, thanks to the earth elves, I found out that having Giant Cave Spiders at embark will cost you over 1000 embark points.  The more you know.

[Ross Vernal]

The dorf caravan seems to have slaughtered every single animal they could find. I have giant horned owl leather. Polar bear leather. Cat leather. Dog leather. Peacock leather. Cow leather. Pig leather. Yak leather. Elk bird leather. Dingo leather. Giant earthworm leather.

Leather leather leather.

I have need of bins and leatherworkers, but holy crap is that a lot of leather.

Also, lots of barrels horse blood. What the HELL did I order in the last caravan? I mean, aside from blood and leather...

[Splint]

With everything stable and things appraching this year's caravan season (Still no humans. Stupid elves are making everyone think I'll steal from them too!) I have decided tot ake a breather and make a hermit beekeeper hovel and leaving any dwarves who arrive outside to fend for themselves with nothing but what they own.

Litarally that will be it. Just a lonely little dorf all by his lonesome with a pick, some hives, a few seeds and a couple animals for food and pest control.

[newbonomicon]

Having embarked on a volcano, my first order of business was putting a floor over the top and poking single-square holes in it to make magma forges, magma smelters, etc.

Confronted with kilns that needed no fuel, placed right next to a source of clay, I went a little overboard with my pottery industry.

So... now the caravan's gone, I bought up everything remotely useful they had, and still haven't made a dent in my supply of fricking earthenware scepters.