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Hook up FAILCANNON to magma sea (powered by a huge dwarven reactor).

11 (28.2%)

Build a castle over the fortress entrance.

11 (28.2%)

Flush all the grime from Battlefailed with carefully arranged sewage system.

7 (17.9%)

Construct opulent quarters for every dwarf in Battlefailed.

3 (7.7%)

Get rid of every Forgotten Beast using huge cave-in traps

7 (17.9%)

Total Members Voted: 39

Voting closed: July 31, 2010, 02:35:48 pm

[Urist Imiknorris]

FUCK YES GIANT TURTLE. WE NEEDS SHELL. AND MAYBE MEAT, I DON'T KNOW.

[SethCreiyd]

This is a wrap for me.  This was a fun fortress to manage, and the turn went by pretty fast.  Thank you all for letting me take part in it.

The giant turtle hasn't attacked.  It's swimming around the underground sea like the dimetrodon.

I wanted to get some magma workshops in, but the accident that killed Urist the Blue delayed that project past the spring.  The new location is just about finished and the next overseer should be ready to build some forges and kilns shortly.

We're short on wood.  I used as much coal as I could smelting new picks, axes, and breastplates, but we're out now.  Smithing is going to be bottlenecked pretty tightly until those magma forges get going.

Cog is about to snap.  If any more of her friends die, I worry she'll go berserk, and she's a feisty one.  Keep an eye on her.

Anyway, the fortress is in good shape for the amount of Dwarves it contains.  I think it could survive for a long time with the gates raised.  The biggest problem I can think of is the lack of migrants/caravans.  The Dwarven caravan never showed up.  Methinks that bodes ill.

One more thing, I played and saved with 31.05, so it should probably be loaded with that, too.

Almost forgot!  Save File at DFFD.

*   *   *

Winters, for me, have followed a discernible pattern.  Every one of them has been unbearably boring aside from a few dramatic events that spring up here and there.  This Winter began with some excitement.

Never before have I seen such a strange and enormous being.  The alarm was speedily raised, and The Good Rocks sallied forth.  The Iron Vanguard led the assault, carrying a shield in her only hand.

The dwarves fell upon the titan with their characteristic shriek of a battle cry.  The beast was rent asunder by dozens of savage blows, fiercely paced and truly aimed.  We will eat well for a very long time.

On the last day of Winter, Atreku, the Arsenal Dwarf, gave birth to a girl.  On the first day of spring, an old work horse died of old age.  A fitting reminder that life and death are not water and oil to each other.

And since Spring has arrived, I must turn over the fortress to the next overseer.  I am happy to relinquish the mantle of leadership.  I have tasted the position of official authority and honestly, its restrictions are a bit much for me to deal with.  I look forward to some free time, and the change to focus on the final touches of Lur's Temple.  It has been too long since I touched chisel to raw stone, and I need to return to my art.

Besides, I have learned from Cog that in order to rule, one need not rule.  One need only rule the ruler.

*   *   *

Spoiler: Epilogue (click to show/hide)

I fear I've ruined my relationship with Cog forever.  She took the death of Urist pretty hard, and at a party two nights ago, I curtailed the responsibilities of friendship.  Rather than support her in her time of need, I took advantage of the moment to throw my jealousies upon her.  She has not spoken to me since, aside from the few words exchanged as a course of business.  I can expect no more.  She needn't speak again for me to know her disappointment.  I would find I'm not even a thought in her mind.

Beneath the night and moonlight she bowed down in prayer to her god of spring.  Her visage, as ever intent and fair, cast abeyance over the churning sky, and seeing me, she whispered a sigh.  Hidden was the dissonance striking out the presence of a soul aflame holding terse his word, full in truth and self service deferred.  As the night ran longer, the sky more blue, the hollow disharmony only grew.  Indiscretion falling before the dead, her vision damp, her secrets fled.  My heart impelled to be released from unsung battles never ceased.  Driven by whim I sought her eyes.  This was when the daylight died.

So it was.  The night had come at last, the promise of the new dawn swaying in her mind.  There she stood, atop the wall along the beach, weeping a tune of lament.  I looked at her, she looked away.  The hurt stood in its wake, and I knew it was the world.  The night ran empty, spilling its fabrication to the sand.  Now as the morning rises, the darkness fades before brightened birdsong, but only the moon is awake in the sky, silently crying out the injustice of this ending.

Perhaps she is right.  Perhaps I have no true friends.  Perhaps I have viewed everyone around me as a pawn in an unwinnable game, like agents of some purpose I alone have the eyes to see.  If it were true, I'd feel no surprise.  I'd feel nothing at all, beyond a bitter void that is growing all too familiar.  My only hope is that a delayed apology can salvage what may be the only meaningful connection I had left to destroy.  If greater gods than Lur be there, I pray said god would heed my prayer and help me fill this chasm I've let myself create.

I will not further stain these pages with such pining ink.

[Urist Imiknorris]

War dogs to Cog quick!

Also, two dimetrodons in one year? What are the odds?

[Samthere]

I have taken control of the Overseer's quarters from Samrist.  It's quite comfortable.  This position has its perks.

Samrist, the sheriff and ex-overseer, was refusing to work.  Several tasks had been offered to him, none of which appeared to satisfy his lofty criteria.  Finally, after being confronted, he agreed to something.



Whatever.  I don't care what he does, as long as it isn't nothing.

Well naturally! All I can imagine his response would be is, "BUILD YER OWN DAMN CHAMBERS!" It even has the letter S in the middle

Apart from that, awesome going. Loved it from the intro on. I'll get over it eventually.

[Zathel]

So, apparently it's my turn now? I'm downloading the save now, I'll start as soon as I catch up with what SethCreiyd did in his turn (I hat to buckle down and write at least few pages of my MA thesis).

By the way, are we using 0.31.04 or 0.31.05?

I just took a look at the fortress. It's such a far shot from my usual clean, organized, neatly planned and compact fortresses that I think it will take a good while before I even start to make sense of the fortress layout avant-garde work of art Battlefailed has become.

I mean, seriously, a furniture stockpile in a mined-out hematite vein?

Also, 100 z-levels to magma sea. There goes my brave plan to bring magma up to the fortress proper. I can't even begin to think how I'd power a pump stack this high.

On a second thought, I'll start tomorrow. I thought playing some DF would be a good relaxation method after today's exam, but I'm just too tired.

[Dr. Melon]

Can I take a spare dwarf? Any profession, but perhaps Herbalist is the most fitting, given the name.

I AM KEEPER OF THE FRUIT, PAST AND PRESENT.

[SethCreiyd]

I dwarfed you as per your earlier request, Dr. Melon.  He's a doctor-in-training with a passion for jewelry.

Edit:  Even had a little screenshot.

I forgot to mention that Catten got a strange mood toward the end of the turn.  I don't think he started working yet.
Also, I used 31.05.

Sorry about the eviction Sam.  Wasn't anything personal.  That's the kinda jerk-ass my dwarf was; see something he'd like, and he'd take it if he could.  His karma was that he'd be denied the one thing he truly ever desired.

If it's any consolation, Samrist got the biggest box-house. 

Further edit:  Zathel, I dunno how I missed it, but I forgot to dwarf you.  My apologies.

[Wightfyre]

Also, 100 z-levels to magma sea. There goes my brave plan to bring magma up to the fortress proper. I can't even begin to think how I'd power a pump stack this high.

I'm thinking a massive Dwarven Reactor ought to do the trick... Just calculate the required power and build to suit.

[melkorp]

Cog seems upset.  You should show her the Trade Depot; have you seen that thing?  IT'S FRIGGING AMAZING!  (Swigs truly decadent drink)  WHOOO!!!   

[Oglokoog]

I like to solve problems with bringing magma up by bringing stuff down. Like farms, sleeping rooms, everything. I usually basically build a whole another fort for the smelters and 'smiths and other assorted forgecrew there. Dunno if that's an option here.

[Robocorn]

If I remember correctly, most of Aluonra's caves are almost completely flooded.
I'm sure you'll all have a fun time getting magma.

[Zathel]

I like to solve problems with bringing magma up by bringing stuff down. Like farms, sleeping rooms, everything. I usually basically build a whole another fort for the smelters and 'smiths and other assorted forgecrew there. Dunno if that's an option here.

I... think I might take it even further. I might move the whole thing down those 80-something z-levels, the current fortress is a fucking mess (I think we have enough miners, only problem would be bringing stuff to trade depot when caravans come). I'll finally get around to playing this evening.

[SethCreiyd]

You can build the Trade Depot 80-something z-levels below with everything else.  Make the traders walk the distance.

I was looking at the fort after my turn, and noticed that the flood that killed Urist the Blue is spilling down a staircase into the magma sea.  It might be worth some fps to cap it.

[Zathel]

You can build the Trade Depot 80-something z-levels below with everything else.  Make the traders walk the distance.

I was looking at the fort after my turn, and noticed that the flood that killed Urist the Blue is spilling down a staircase into the magma sea.  It might be worth some fps to cap it.

I'd have to build a ramp stairway (standard design in my current fort), since as far as I know traders can't use normal stairs... but it is an interesting idea.

[Dr. Melon]

Much love to you!