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[Frogwarrior]

It's time to begin a PARTY FORT! With only two rules: Nobody, and I mean NOBODY, does any useful work, and everybody, and I mean EVERYBODY, must be drunk off their asses constantly. (Hence the name.....)

Yes, it is a fort doomed to Fun from the start. A fort with no industry, no way of getting goods except hoping they fall in our laps. Nothing for anyone to do but drink, eat, and get in fights with each other. It will be the Neverending Party, and it shall go down in Dwarven History as the most chill fort anyone ever had the balls to run away from home and migrate to.
And YOU can be a part of it! Sign up now! It begins as soon as I get through getting some sleep in an actual bed for the first time in a couple days!

[Urist Imiknorris]

I think gathering plants, brewing, butchery, and cooking should be allowed, if only so that we may live. Also, what's a party without food?

[TALLPANZER]

Not only that, but Dwarfs like to brew! But I Like the idea of a party fort. How about we have as little work as possible. Only work when we Have to and even then we should draw lots to see who actually has to do the work.

[Hydrall]

I'm entertained. I'll be the one in the kitchen who's too awkward to join in. 

[Frogwarrior]

I think gathering plants, brewing, butchery, and cooking should be allowed, if only so that we may live. Also, what's a party without food?

Real dwarves trade whatever's lying around for food when the caravan comes. Except when they blow it all on rat weed.

Anyways, I'm about to name a dorf after all y'all chumps and get started! Should be the stupidest community fort you've ever seen. Expect not much to happen for a while...

[Frogwarrior]

WHOOOO it's finally Granite!
me and my buds have been saving up for a while now. We figured, we're all still under a hundred, plenty of centuries left - let's go out and PARTAY! Time to leave behind Dwarven civilization with all its rules. "Do work. Be a productive member of society. Do something sometimes besides smoking rat weed and getting into fights." Yeah, sure thing, Mom.

So, now, we finally got all our stuff together. Urist just brought the list of supplies today. "We've got a few years' worth of rat meat, every kind of booze the Mountainhome has, and get this... somebody told me he was selling the finest seed stock in all of Dwarven lands, so I bought some... and I took the bags too! Man, I am so high right now."

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So we hooked up the wagons, and found the most out-of-the-way place we could. I'm pretty sure if any dwarves want to find us, they won't think to look in a place without any mountains! Nestled among the elven retreats no less. A bit creepy, but it's not like we'll be annoying them by cutting down any trees, right? That would take work.

http://mkv25.net/dfma/map-9938-drunkendonkey

Let's party!

[bayar]

This cannot end well. No matter how you turn it. No chairs, no tables, no beds, no walls, no sustanable industry of any kind. FUN !!!

This should be recorded for even more FUN.

[TALLPANZER]

But I want to plant my own rat weed! and high land grass, we totally need grass man.

[Frogwarrior]

Oh, eventually I might consider putting up walls.

But NOTHING that creates any items. Not in the least.

Bayar, you want a dorf?

We took apart the wagon and built a trade depot for later. Then everyone got down to PARTYING!

TALLPANZER's uPod started playing "Kung Fu Fighting," which gave us all a great idea: Let's FIGHT! Not very inventive, but hey. We're all really drunk here.

We spent the next month or two carousing and brawling. It was awesome.

[Frogwarrior]

A few months in, one of us had the Greatest Idea Evar. "Look! A fox!" he shouted. "Let's kill it!" followed. Soon we began our campaign against the local wildlife, killing several foxes and one deer.

Not that we ate them or anything. That would take work.

But in the summer, some gate-crashers showed up! "Hey, we heard there was a party!"
"Aw man! Who told you where we were... Hey! Can I have that axe?"
"Sure! Where's the booze?"

We accepted them into our numbers. Can't have too many in a drunken brawl party!

In early Limestone, someone came into the camp yelling that there was a cougar wandering around. Everyone was disappointed that it was just a big cat, but it offered some good sport and excitement. Only minor scratches were sustained.

In early Timber, more gate-crashers showed up, but we let them stay. One of them helped negotiate with the caravan that arrived. The chumps only had 3 barrels of booze, though! Where did they think they were, somewhere that wasn't a party???
Also, we got some weapons. Should make the brawl even more fun!

1 year in, and all 17 party-goers are no longer Recruits. Awesome!

[Deviled]

I shall want a dwarf drunk

[elizar]

Dorf for me. I usually curse community games as all that I've been dorfed at has died in some way.

His/her name will be Mundeyja.

[TALLPANZER]

PARTY! WAIT! WE NEED BEDS! you know, to have fuuun in. *Nudge wink*

[Frogwarrior]

That's what the ground is for, silly!

So far, there hasn't been much problems avoiding the sads - there were a couple tantrums after I had everyone chase a deer around for a couple weeks, but other than that the booze and brawling had been keeping everyone pretty satisfied.

Gonna dorf a few more and crank out a season or three - right now we have:
Frogwarrior
Urist
TALLPANZER
Hydrall
bayar
Deviled
Mundeyja
YOU? ? ? ? ?

Also, we just had a couple racoons wander in and get immediately slaughtered - TALLPANZER is currently choking to death, whereas Urist opted for the method of biting his in the torso and shaking it around until its guts flew out.

[TALLPANZER]

Didn't know the ground here was so bouncy. ON WITH THE BOOZERING!