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[They Got Leader]

Oh, this ought to be interesting...

Go Necro, go!

[Zorae]

A pony's hoof has no, well, hoof.  You'll notice they just end in rounded stub-shapes.  Within the hoof-area is a magnet, which being a magnet, does anything!

No! It's the manes! They're dwarf horses, they have magic multi-coloured manes! 

A pony's mouth is also extremely versatile.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 Plus, if any of the miners are unicorns then they can use magic to mine.

PS massive brohoof to Necro

[Necro910]

Necro looked out upon the mountain they established their blossoming fortress on. The brook was frozen solid, the skies were raining with the  blood of the parasprites, the traders are rushing to enter the safety of the town, and the ponies were hauling stone gears to the trade depot. All was well in Machineblood, and the money shall soon come. Immigrants will come in the name of loot, luxury, and glory. Let us pray that we get some more soldiers for our grand cause.

Necro walked down to the workshop level and found bolt sleeping on the job.

"BOLT!"

"Huhwhathuh...? DOODAHDOO oh I didn't see you there!"

"...You haven't been working, have you."

"Uh, yes I have!" hastily stated Bolt, as his eyes darted away

"No, you haven't. We would have a hundred gears by now, you insolent bastard!"

"Oh god, please don't burn me! PLEASE DON'T ROAST ME ALIVE!"

"Luckily for you, you're the only one that knows how to operate a motherfucking crank. Consider yourself lucky, and on parole."

"Thank you sir, THANK YOU!"

"Now, GET BACK TO WORK BEFORE IVOR GETS SOME PRACTICE!"

"Yes, sir! Yes sir, I will!"

Necro trotted away gnarling his teeth, "I am going to slit his heels..."

[Necro910]

Necro finished trading a hundred radioactive goblets to the homeland and oh-so-many sets of copper armor, Necro had acquired some steel and some bags. The bags will come in handy for the seeds and spores that they will acquire. The merchants left happy, and the liaison was still waiting. Necro continued to neglect the diplomat, and commended Bolt and Ironsides for his duties. He also commended the militia commander for his long fight with those damn parasprites. The parasprites were still there, but now horrified by the thought of trying to approach. The magma was in full swing, the fields were pumping out barrels of food, the proles were working tirelessly, the merchants had cancer, and the fortress was rich.

All according to plan.

[EveryZig]

Where did you get 30ish pitchblende?

[elf-fondling human]

Cancerous goblets ftw.

[Valdrax]

A pony's mouth is also extremely versatile.

The temptation to sig this out of context is enormous.

[Crazy Cow]

A pony's mouth is also extremely versatile.

The temptation to sig this out of context is enormous.

I was tempted to quote that saying something along the lines of Ooh la la~ when Zorae said it, but I resisted the urge

[elf-fondling human]

Well, now that you guys say it, I'll admit that the sentence didn't seem quite right to me. Didn't actually think of it like that, though.

[Dsarker]

Already sigged it

[Necro910]

I was wondering how long it would take for you guys to figure that one out 

Cancerous goblets ftw.

I have a lot of granite, gabbro, microcline, and orthoclase. Pitchblende forms in granite, so I have a good chance of it.

[Necro910]

The merchants left with very little on them (In them however...) but a few unsafe mugs. Necro was tempted to locked them inside and then nail them to the front door as parasprite bait, as those things don't like being near the militia commander. The parasprites are still scared shitless of the fortress, and refuse to even go near anyone. Too bad we need the immigrants to not be afraid, otherwise those merchants would have had a few more worries than their coat coming out. A grand occasion between Dusty and Ol' Joey happened today, marriage. They came into Necro's office together, where he was carving tallies into a rock of microcline.

"Ehem, Necro..."

"Yes, Dusty?"

"We would like to request a party to be arranged, for our lovely marriage," Ol' Joey said as she smiled at Dusty.

"Oh, can we? Can we please?"

Necro checked to see if they were serious, and they were.

"Well if you want to throw a party, the magma chamber is open."

Dusty and Ol' Joey glanced at eachother and ran like they never had ran before.

Necro returned to his tallies, and stood up. He went up the stairs, again ignoring the liaison, around the wall, and up the hill, where Bolt was laying roofing frames.

"Bolt, I have an order for you."

"Y-Yes, sir?"

"I'd like a pit built, with the bottom at my room, behind a window."

"Yes, sir. M-May I ask what you w-want to do with said pit?"

"To shred the local population's animals, of course!"

"Oh god... oh god..."

"Problem?"

"...N-No sir. I'll begin making gears and hatches immediately..."

[Wimopy]

This is so epic and so dwarfy. Just logged in and saw the 'A pony's mouth is also extremely versatile.' sentence... 

A pony's hoof has no, well, hoof.  You'll notice they just end in rounded stub-shapes.  Within the hoof-area is a magnet, which being a magnet, does anything!

No! It's the manes! They're dwarf horses, they have magic multi-coloured manes! 

That's asking for an AFRO PONY CLOWN MASTER COMEDIAN!

DO IT! Then throw him/her in the circus with some clowns!

[Zorae]

Already sigged it

I don't know whether to be amused or depressed that this is going to be my first time sigged. Ah well, I suppose it could have been worse.


For Pony!

[Necro910]

This is so epic and so dwarfy. Just logged in and saw the 'A pony's mouth is also extremely versatile.' sentence... 

A pony's hoof has no, well, hoof.  You'll notice they just end in rounded stub-shapes.  Within the hoof-area is a magnet, which being a magnet, does anything!

No! It's the manes! They're dwarf horses, they have magic multi-coloured manes! 

That's asking for an AFRO PONY CLOWN MASTER COMEDIAN!

DO IT! Then throw him/her in the circus with some clowns!

Pony McClown:

Master Comedian, Master intimidater.
Coming to a cinema near you!

"It's time to party, motherfucker"