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[Langolier]

Bit of story telling involved there but thats what I pieced together from the game basically.The vampire blamed another for the crime and because I was''nt aware of their ability to point the finger at someone else I killed an innocent dwarf.Next time i'll investigate a bit more carefully if there is only one witness.Should have read the wiki of sililar post re vampires before I acted

Ohh ok. Well that's still more in depth than I thought it would be. This game doesn't quit with the curve balls. Then I had yet another face-palm tonight when I realized you have to export a certain amount of wealth to get the baron (My current goal) and I've been neglecting the caravans. Got a ton of goods moved to the depot, but then a peasant corpse showed up at the fort and said "I hate every single one of you", demonstrating this statement by murdering my only appraiser. SON OF A BISCUIT!

[Mura]

I'm getting immigrants with no skills whatsoever. None. Zip. Not even dabbling cheesemaker. And they don't have the excuse of being young, either.

To the military with 'em.

[Ruhn]

...I wouldn't be bothered if ANY OF THOSE LAZY PIECE OF CRAP DWARVES WOULD HAVE GAVE HIM WATER. I even had a 4 tile stockpile in his cell for booze, but no one brought any. I check my stockpile 2000 units of booze. So he dehydrated and died and ...

Was the tiny stockpile setup to pull booze from the main brewing stockpile?

[SharpKris]

once upon a very long early time like year 5 or so there was a dwarf at the for of ShieldHall his name was .... Urist mcheesemaker....
some times every once in a while a dwarf with a love for shields would be possesed by undwarfy desires to make his dreams come true and so was created The Shield of fancy Declines... to later be found in the creators dead cold hands as the new vampire arrived.... who the fuck is he!?

[jesternario]

Figuring out how to make memorial slabs. I kept looking in the mason workshop instead of the craftdwarf shop.

[gzoker]

After many hours of fun and weregecko hunting my adventurer met his end. I was swimming happily through a small river scaring hippos and milkfish left and right when suddenly i started drowning. Not knowing the cause i panicked, and tried to get out of the river on the north side. Somehow i couldn't, so i headed for the other side. I still couldn't get out. Then i headed back north, and i did a few laps before i finally found out that i was under a bridge(#1). Sadly i was already dead then.
After this i went to sleep, and woke up with a cool fortress idea, so i embarked and started playing. Everything was fun, and in the second wave a high master armorsmith came to the fort, so i was happy. Then with the second spring came Urist Whatshisname a weregecko child. As a firm believer of Murphy's law, I instantly zoomed to my precious armormaker. He was fine, drinking from a keg in the still.
Relieved, i unpaused the game. The weregecko child was attacking Urist McWaxWorker, so all was fine.
Fast-forwarding a year, the third spring had a similar surprise. Umci ChanneledForest the Coastal Danger has come, and where is my Armorer? Right next to her. Damn I knew it.
I couldn't do anything to save him, but pray. Umci mauled her, tore off one of her leg, broke his arms, then left.
As i was sitting there, watching my CMD carrying my dieing armormaker to the hospital, i had a strange feeling. Somehow Umci the weregecko was familiar to me. Then I remembered. She was the night creature my late adventurer was heading for. And her lair was across the continent(#2).

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Cutting short the story, McArmorsmith was patched up, then turned into a were gecko, her clothes teleported outside of her room, she got miserable, then after six therapy sessions with Expedition Leader she went berserk, and her life ended with a pick to the brain...
After this everyone became unhappy. My Expedition Leader got shouted at so many times she went melancholy(#3).

[Supernerd]

Fun fact: If an aquifer is above you and you designate it as a stairway from below, the game will not give you any damp stone warning and water'll pour.

[Iosyn]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

After many hours of fun and weregecko hunting my adventurer met his end. I was swimming happily through a small river scaring hippos and milkfish left and right when suddenly i started drowning. Not knowing the cause i panicked, and tried to get out of the river on the north side. Somehow i couldn't, so i headed for the other side. I still couldn't get out. Then i headed back north, and i did a few laps before i finally found out that i was under a bridge(#1). Sadly i was already dead then.
After this i went to sleep, and woke up with a cool fortress idea, so i embarked and started playing. Everything was fun, and in the second wave a high master armorsmith came to the fort, so i was happy. Then with the second spring came Urist Whatshisname a weregecko child. As a firm believer of Murphy's law, I instantly zoomed to my precious armormaker. He was fine, drinking from a keg in the still.
Relieved, i unpaused the game. The weregecko child was attacking Urist McWaxWorker, so all was fine.
Fast-forwarding a year, the third spring had a similar surprise. Umci ChanneledForest the Coastal Danger has come, and where is my Armorer? Right next to her. Damn I knew it.
I couldn't do anything to save him, but pray. Umci mauled her, tore off one of her leg, broke his arms, then left.
As i was sitting there, watching my CMD carrying my dieing armormaker to the hospital, i had a strange feeling. Somehow Umci the weregecko was familiar to me. Then I remembered. She was the night creature my late adventurer was heading for. And her lair was across the continent(#2).

Cutting short the story, McArmorsmith was patched up, then turned into a were gecko, her clothes teleported outside of her room, she got miserable, then after six therapy sessions with Expedition Leader she went berserk, and her life ended with a pick to the brain...
After this everyone became unhappy. My Expedition Leader got shouted at so many times she went melancholy(#3).

Weregeckos, bloody weregeckos everywhere.
See folks? they will hunt you down, no matter where your fort hides.

[Lolfail0009]

New fort on a world that lost three adventurers in half an hour (long {not really} story).

Building a moat, la-dee-da...

Metalsmith swims through the river-fed moat and emerges on a one-square island that does not exist. My Metalsmith is standing on 7/7 water, with nothing under him, even on the next z-layer.

My metalsmith is officially Urist McJesus. 

[Hanslanda]

Urist McJesus: I make the water into booze! Holy shit, it worked? Um... What now guys? Oh, right, right. Ahem, I tame the dragons!

[Lolfail0009]

I now have an Elf Merchant wandering in and out of my stone stockpile.

Elves are even S.M.R.T'er than dorfs


*Edit*

Ok, screw all these births!

[Lolfail0009]

Ok, another post, more of a win this time:
My first werebeast, a Werecoyote, was seen by my pet Giant Cave Spider. So... yeah.

[Bigheaded]

Thinking the only way to view units labors/wounds etc was to go to the unit menu then press c/v? when you can just press v in the world map :/.

[Mageziya]

New fort on a world that lost three adventurers in half an hour (long {not really} story).

Building a moat, la-dee-da...

Metalsmith swims through the river-fed moat and emerges on a one-square island that does not exist. My Metalsmith is standing on 7/7 water, with nothing under him, even on the next z-layer.

My metalsmith is officially Urist McJesus. 

Ummm, how is that a face-palm?

[Lolfail0009]

His palm to the face of the blind carp.