So I had just finished my temple to (guess-who). I had had a lot of trouble building it, since the thing is shaped like a skull and boasts a gold/aluminum/silver sacrificial altar in a quite poor fort without any coal/trees available and with the fps running short to 3. Also, I am a bad player.
Just after I had designated the final scaffolds to be removed (Double-checked everything) Some smartass finds a way to collapse one of the stair. The stairs fall through the temple floor knocking out a bunch of dwarfs, pierce a hallway and give a nearby kid six red injuries, cause general ruckus in the dining room below, impale my workshop area near the drink stockpile (we will always remember you, Urist McSoapmaker) finally crushing two layers of my catacombs.
Directly on top of my much hated tax collector who has evicted half of the fort (Hey, I like engraving bedrooms). Good riddance.
Mr. Fort, say hello to Ms. Tantrum Spiral. Just a little one though, no more than two additional deaths so far.
Now these things happen all the time, but what got my attention was that just when I was fixing the gaping hole in the temple, a child walked in and immediately got posessed, grabbing a craftsdwarves workshop, some rock, lead and leather. Some time ago I got worried when the kid had not began to work yet, so I checked his item list and found out he wanted shell. And my stock for them was empty.
Now I did, however have a ready supply of raw oysters (I suppose they drop shells) but my fish cleaner absolutely refused to prepare them, even when I forbid all the other available fish. But just when I was locking the poor kid in the workshop a cook went and grabbed an oyster.
Meanwhile, my fort was undergoing a third misfortune: The largest assault towards my position since ever. By the damn kobolds. All with bows. It was the first time for four years to champion to fall, and now there was three of them dead and two were bed-ridden...
Meanwhile the aforementioned kid went melancholic. Further investigation revealed that the cook was a crappy one and was still making the stupid fine meal.
The altar still has a stain of blood on it.