Scientific Diary of General Cefist of the Purple Legion
9th of Granite
I have procured 3 cats... for... some experiments. They're the closest I could get anatomically to dwarves (or at least that's what my book Dwarven Encyclopedia For Kids says.... don't judge me). Additionally, I know for sure that they... well they don't seem to shit either. Well, here goes!
12th of Granite
The smell.. I regret this already. They've all discharged today, after I finally got the right combination, and by Melbil I hate it. The experiment must continue, however.
15th of Granite
Several discharges have been made by all 3 cats today, but neither the volume, nor the smell were reached, and the result was fairly solid and easy to clean. This is encouraging.
17th of Granite
It has come to my attention that the President is misnaming our glorious republic "Onionbeard" rather than the original "Onionbread", but I will confess the new name is far more endearing and dwarvenly. Once we have a parliament I'll propose a law for the purpose of renaming ourselves.
19th of Granite
Studying the "material" has lead to several interesting observations. For one, it appears that the foul smells provoked by both the liquid and the solid version of the "compound" does not transmit through water upwards. This has led me to the idea of utilizing an U bend to mitigate this. I am already imagining the new facility - great, engraved walls of marble depicting my founding of what I have deemed shall be named The Toilette, as it is the place of little toil. It shall have water that can be flushed and floor grates to allow shitting without the risk of falling in. Of course, it would immediately clog if all the dwarves took their inaugural crap at the same time, and as such I have a brilliant idea for the mitigation of this fact - a Dwarven Shitting Permit, or DSP for short. Presented to guards, it could allow anyone to prove they've either taken their inagural crap, or, otherwise, allow us to make sure that only the maximum amount of feces is moved through the pipes. I can already imagine the great gate - we shall name it Cefist Gate, after only our greatest president, of course.
20th of Granite
Someone told me "toilet" is already a word. What's worse, it already refers to a smaller version of my contraption... No matter. I shall run for president as soon as possible, which will be at the end of next year, for until the end of this one I am preocuppied with military duties.
Hopefully Puter will schedule the meeting already....