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[Riess]

(I do love embellishments of the most basic and common occurences in the game, yes.)

Mayor kept demanding weapon racks. Easy enough, and useful for the fort, so the masons set to work, carving boulders into shape with skill and diligence. But each fulfilled order was followed by another. Weapon racks, make more weapon racks. Mistêm, they said, we have all the racks we need. We should really concentrate on, you know, making weapons. Ah yes yes you can do that right after you make some more weapon racks. Gotta be prepared, after all. And don't you dare sell any of those weapon racks, not even to the representatives of the Mountainhomes. The racks stay here. Racks racks racks.

While only a barely noticed inconvenience to the Overseer, apparently the other dwarfs had enough of Mistêm's gushing about weapon racks. "I can't listen to this anymore!" said Unib, locked himself in a workshop with metals and rocks and bones from the butchery, and created out of the limited resources of the outpost the most beautiful and expensive weapon rack dwarfkind had seen in the seven years since the world formed out of nothingness. Dragging it into the mayor's dining room, he growled, "There's yer bloody weapon rack, are you happy now?"
Mistêm had tears in his eyes. He could not believe his good fortune. "Yes," he whispered. "yes I am."

Ten levels above them, the elven traders screamed as the ambushing goblin lashers tore them to shreds, and not a single fuck was given.

[Broseph Stalin]

I've finished an eight z brass tower filled with grand and royal dining rooms throne rooms and bedrooms for each noble and legendary warrior. Each includes a masterwork brass cage containing a nude wood nymph. Unicorns and Steelclad Mastiffs just assisted the militia commander and the axelord he's racing with in breaking the fifth consecutive flawless siege. Our parapet is made out of the bones of our enemies. A team of legendary smiths toil day and night producing more masterwork steel armor and weapons than we could ever use. The stockpiles overflow with booze and meat. This is Dwarven Valhalla. 

[bukitodinos]

(I do love embellishments of the most basic and common occurences in the game, yes.)

Mayor kept demanding weapon racks. Easy enough, and useful for the fort, so the masons set to work, carving boulders into shape with skill and diligence. But each fulfilled order was followed by another. Weapon racks, make more weapon racks. Mistêm, they said, we have all the racks we need. We should really concentrate on, you know, making weapons. Ah yes yes you can do that right after you make some more weapon racks. Gotta be prepared, after all. And don't you dare sell any of those weapon racks, not even to the representatives of the Mountainhomes. The racks stay here. Racks racks racks.

While only a barely noticed inconvenience to the Overseer, apparently the other dwarfs had enough of Mistêm's gushing about weapon racks. "I can't listen to this anymore!" said Unib, locked himself in a workshop with metals and rocks and bones from the butchery, and created out of the limited resources of the outpost the most beautiful and expensive weapon rack dwarfkind had seen in the seven years since the world formed out of nothingness. Dragging it into the mayor's dining room, he growled, "There's yer bloody weapon rack, are you happy now?"
Mistêm had tears in his eyes. He could not believe his good fortune. "Yes," he whispered. "yes I am."

Ten levels above them, the elven traders screamed as the ambushing goblin lashers tore them to shreds, and not a single fuck was given.

Epic

[crazysheep]

(I do love embellishments of the most basic and common occurences in the game, yes.)

Mayor kept demanding weapon racks. Easy enough, and useful for the fort, so the masons set to work, carving boulders into shape with skill and diligence. But each fulfilled order was followed by another. Weapon racks, make more weapon racks. Mistêm, they said, we have all the racks we need. We should really concentrate on, you know, making weapons. Ah yes yes you can do that right after you make some more weapon racks. Gotta be prepared, after all. And don't you dare sell any of those weapon racks, not even to the representatives of the Mountainhomes. The racks stay here. Racks racks racks.

While only a barely noticed inconvenience to the Overseer, apparently the other dwarfs had enough of Mistêm's gushing about weapon racks. "I can't listen to this anymore!" said Unib, locked himself in a workshop with metals and rocks and bones from the butchery, and created out of the limited resources of the outpost the most beautiful and expensive weapon rack dwarfkind had seen in the seven years since the world formed out of nothingness. Dragging it into the mayor's dining room, he growled, "There's yer bloody weapon rack, are you happy now?"
Mistêm had tears in his eyes. He could not believe his good fortune. "Yes," he whispered. "yes I am."

Ten levels above them, the elven traders screamed as the ambushing goblin lashers tore them to shreds, and not a single fuck was given.

I believe this explains why so many of my recent strange moods produced sceptres - my duchess was mandating sceptres so often.

[Greiger]

I can't imagine why a wood nymph is in each room.  They are kinda like elves, do the dwarves burn wood in a fireplace in front of them or something?  Wow, some have some strange ways to get off...

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It seems there is some strange issue with my minecart system.  Goes down 25 z levels in less than a second, but I just examined the minecart, and it seems to be gaining a thin layer of small animal blood...  I wonder why... *speedbump*

As much as I like my minecarts with that well used look, I might have to put a animal locked door before the stockpiles before some useful animal gets converted to paint.

[Togre]

I wonder about my dwarfs sometimes.  I just had this artifact statue produced:

Kurolostettad, "The Embraced Tax" a statue of dwarves

This is an iron statue of dwarves.  All of the craftdwarfship is of the highest quality.
The item is a masterfully designed image of dwarves in iron by Medtob Athelurist.  The dwarves are laboring.  The Artwork relates to the foundation of Ankleclasp by the Youthful Crypts of the Rags of Finding in 35.
It is encricled with bands of iron and octagon cut amber opals.


Umm...Ankleclasp?  Really?  Apparently I'm not the only fort that thinks traders are demanding too much profit.

[Broseph Stalin]

My steelclad war mastiffs have been proving their mettle by eating werebeasts.

Images of dogs ripping the throats out of weretapirs will inevitably fill my newest project, the brass museum. The above ground portion is filled with brass statues of events that happened in the fortress and the underground portion is engraved marble with marble statues.

I can't imagine why a wood nymph is in each room.  They are kinda like elves, do the dwarves burn wood in a fireplace in front of them or something?  Wow, some have some strange ways to get off...

What could help a dwarf sleep better than a reminder that you have dominion over elves. 

[Greiger]

Most active hunting animal I ever had.  Most of the time my hunting animals just sit around while the hunter wanders off to kill things, this one is actively participating in the hunt!  It's a bobcat.

Unfortunately my hunters are hunting elephants and rhinos.

The bobcat is hilariously unable to do anything to the elephants, can't even manage a cut to bleed them out.  Just pages upon pages of shaking around and denting the skin on KO'd pachyderms.   It just makes me imagine this small little cat clinging to an elephants forehead gnawing on a wrinkle and growling menacingly.

EDIT: In other news it seems the secret to having a not rusty doctor is just to have a push minecart somplace in your fortress.  I set the track up as restricted, away from the main traffic, and with no logical reason for anyone to be in there, and so far there have been 5 cart strikes.  3 pet birds, 2 civilians.  No deaths yet, but it's probably a matter of time.

[Loud Whispers]

After all my Dwarves have been through, I'm surprised they freak out when they spot a wild Kakapo. Not even an undead one, just a single, normal Kakapo.
It's kinda amusing just having my entire fortress flee from this Kakapo.
I'll call him Steve, Steve the Kakapo of terror.

[malimbar04]

my first child dwarf, born in my fort, has grown to adulthood! I'm training the "future mad doctor" to be a spear dwarf right now, and when she has completed her training, become a legendary fighter of some sort (and worn off her corpulent status), she'll be one of my more treasured assets.

Unfortunately I'll have to wait a few more years for my next dwarf (with the job "future smith") grows up, and I can finally melt all these anvils I've been accumulating. I'll also at this time re-trim the forests around my entrance, to ensure no trees will shortly stop caravans (it's a threat right now).

Other than that there isn't much news. I'm debating slaughtering my growing goat farm in exchange for the black-bear farm that's currently growing. I've got 5 of those as adults, with one of them wild (great for learning how to train them), and they don't eat grass at all. Hmm...

[terko]

... embarked in a new spot, wanted to try something new. So, I did not bring any seeds but more than enough meat and plants to cook and brew. A few days after start a horde of Kea appeared and they stole 2 of 4 copper picks and all my meat and plants.

FUCK YOU KEAs!

Time to reclaim.

[tahujdt]

Finished building archery towers all around my fort. I also have the royal suite ready for when the queen comes. (She's single. I will need to marry her off.) I had one death and several injuries when dismantling my windfarm.

[Broseph Stalin]

Dispatched archers to get rid of a kea swarm. One was hit by a javelin and fell to the ground in two pieces snapping a cats neck.

[exolyx]

In my current fortress, a forgotten beast charged in through an unsealed hole in the caverns. It was basically a giant-giant frog, that flew, with poisonous blood (only blisters, no biggie.) It charged right up the stairs, and injured absolutely nobody. Then, later (through the same hole that the dwarves refused to wall off) a giant toad plowed through and tore a stoneworker in half, who was about to seal off the hole and was one of the original seven. Angered, I sent my military to kill it. They charged down and one instantly got his foot ripped off and started spewing blood everywhere, then another dwarf dropped his sword and full on punched it to death. Since when did the forgotten beast and giant toad switch destructive capabilities?

in the beasts defense it was absolutely covered in small cuts due to a run in with eight cave swallow men. I have yet to find their bodies and give them a proper melting burial for alerting me to its presence before it came on my map. (the forgotten beast namey mcname is no longer enraged.)

[Triaxx2]

I'm almost ready. Ready for what? The first funcitonal test run of my 75 z-level minecart pond filling setup. It's taken me four years fortress time to complete, mostly because I can't count and can't path.