In pulling a Headshoots on my first fortress in 40d, Bootlashes, one of the champions beat my legendary, titled miner into a pulp. She was a founder, the lover of one of the champions that was also involved in the downfall of the fort, and had just watched her two war dogs get brutally killed. She fought back after being drafted, and actually got in some very good hits on her opponent, before her legs and arms were shattered. The champion then left her for dead and started slaughtering some civilians (said miner was chilling with them at the time, and they had fled as she fought but only managed to get cornered), leaving only a few children left.
One little girl dwarf, now orphaned and friendless, snapped spectacularly, and began to kick, punch, and bite the miner's unconscious body. She never knew the humiliation of being slowly and inexpertly beaten to death by a child.
Cut to the current version, in a fort appropriately named Hollowtomb. I breached the caverns and then left them unguarded, which backfired when a giant olm suddenly showed up and began breaking everyone's legs. It eventually fled the map, but not before reducing eighteen dwarves to seven, with five of them bedridden at the time. One of them was a migrant who had lost all use of one of her arms, lost her husband, and miscarried. Next to her was a founder who was just plain angry, eventually going berserk. I thought that it was the end for all the dwarves in the hospital with him, but the widow fought back, crushing his skull with ease, and decided just lying around wasn't her kind of thing. She and, eventually, another founder who had lost her hand started working, but she was throwing constant tantrums. Finally, when trying to hold a meeting with the chief medical dwarf/mayor/founder, her tantruming led her to crush her skull. She did little of note afterward, but I imagine she was just completely traumatized by it all and prone to broken cackling every time she passed the coffins in the hallway.
A few years later, that other injured founder, a one-handed legendary miner, took part in a losing battle; elves and goblins brought their war animals and ambushed at the same time, destroying everything. That founder miner was already revered in my eyes for being a badass, as she had fought the giant olm even when gushing blood out of the stump that was her wrist and survived infections with little soap, but she was easily killing jaguars and lions. However, watching two goblins gang up on her and cut her in half was depressing, as I knew her potential had been wasted. The fortress was soon conquered.