The life of Mitchewawa, Ruler of Deathgate
Chapter 2: Spoogemonsters
Coins you toss
weighted by your fear of loss
Both sides are heads
The tails between your legs
I've devised a set of plans for myself, which I hope people in the fortress will help contribute to. I do not want to be known as the babysitter overseer.
1. Expand our hold in hell. The problem with this is that we have the housing and industry just above, so for the most part anything we hold down below will be either defence or stockpiles. I need ideas.
2. Find that fucking room for Blead.
3. Fucked if I know. Keep the place alive.
10th Granite:A lot of unhappy denizens. Perhaps I should make a nice statue hall? In hell? That'd be dangerous. One of the saddies is a legendary armoursmith; I sure hope enough people stop dying long enough for him to snap out of his angst.
Tear drops can be seen across the pageI cancelled the mining of what appears to be someone else's room. A previous overseer's, I imagine. He won't be needing it, the selfish jerk.
The bookkeeper doesn't have an office. Why? Who knows. I just plonked a chair down wherever there was room. It seems that's how the rest of the fortress functions anyway.
13th Granite:I found a sword made out of the skin and bone of a demon. That is awesome. I wonder how this came to be? Perhaps a demon was made of stone. Perhaps it was made of wood! Or metal! Regardless, such a sword is not to be tampered with. It's evil.
Holy fucking shit, an Assassin Bug Fiend! What a cool name. Good thing we're safe...
Wait never mind. The previous overseers have
not put a roof over the front-most room in hell. I guess I'll do that. All hail Mitch, builder of roofs! A true carpenter god!
Drafted 3 dwarfs into the military's free spaces; now we have 4 complete squads of 10.
I couldn't find Blead a new room, so I just made my own. Pretty, don't you think?
15th Granite:I have to be impressed with some of the engineering and architecture of this place. I found a tree farm in a place where I didn't even know there could be water! There's a farm plot in hell; how they got water there is beyond me.
I can't believe no one has done this before.
19th Granite:I have made a great discovery! On the construction of a roof for our hell-post, I accidentally ordered a floor built over one of those glowing pits. It turns out that construction over these strange glowing pits is in fact, possible. I will make myself some nice little chambers in this greatly lit area!
I have great plans!
Here you see the ground floor, and soon I shall expand our defensive section here. Repeater spikes, perhaps a meatshield of pets and a drawbridge if all else fails.
This area can be used for whatever. Perhaps a statue garden? Moods seem a bit down. Yeah, a statue garden...
Oh! And archers, who can rain fire down on the demons from fortifications. Perhaps I shall add drawbridge blockers behind the fortifications in case of a firebreathing ass-hat shooting our marksdwarfs.
A living area? In hell? For me? I shouldn't have!
1st Slate:Uh oh, Omus is rapidy (relative to the speed of anything that happens in this place), heading toward our front gates. A towering one-eyed spider, with wings! I think we need to be beware of of it's poisonous bite!
Fuck that, I'm taking a nap. Send in the grunts.