So I havent had time to write an update or even play DF. School and work. Bleh.
But I wont forget about the story. Dont worry. There just might be busy weeks here and there. But then my DF OCD kicks in and I requisition time from such mundane tasks such as eating sleeping and drinking, and I play Blockedlance through 5-10 years.
But Ill tell you an interesting story in the meantime, just so you didnt waste time opening this thread
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I got three staples in my head last night. To make a long story short, I am a poor peasant dwarf renting a room in a house owned by some noble. Every now and again the noble mandates that some low life trash will come to live in our hovel. One of these said low lives was beating their kid. The child is 3. I overheard it on several occassions, mostly verbal abuse but when I heard a definite smack and a thud, and then the little girl crying hysterically, I stroked my bearded sack and grabbed my adamantine.....uhhhh....my adamantine fist....and I stormed down the hall and pounded on the dolomite....errrr....the birchen door. Well, after several very dwarven words with this damn elf of a woman, I told her that I dont break up families lightly, but that she was pushing it because what I was hearing was total bullshit.
She was telling her kid she was stupid and annoying and a brat. Ugh. Anyways, The woman starts crying and apologizing. Whatever. She calms down with the kid for a couple days so I wanted to let it blow over. But who was in my backyard waiting for me last night but her 6'4" 200+ pound husband, informing me that if I ever said anything to his wife again he would 'fuck me up'!
Well, overestimating the beard on my sack I promptly told him he could 'fuck that' and advised him to 'suck my dick'. He asked me to repeat that last phrase, so I did. 'Suck my dick'.
I was promptly hurled by the neck across the patio, landing on uneven cement slabs and big border stones around a planter. Cops came. Guy ran off into the alley long before they were there. Three staples in my head to close the gash.
Got sympathy from a hot nurse, though.
Did not get a phone number.