1st of Granite:
I did it! GRIM SAID YES! but only for a year...ah well. He(I asked, it's a
He) also told me that I could lead the fort during that time to
understand...something about not wanting to endure life, what does he know!
HE'S DEAD! I've possessed the old overseer in order to have a body to control!
7th of Granite:
HARPIES!? NOW?! BUT I JUST GOT HERE...ah forget it...The milita
will...THERE'S ONLY ONE SOLDIER?! I am starting to regreat this already...
8th of Granite:
Great Armok, WHY DO WE HAVE NO MANAGER, AN INEXPERIENCED BROKER, AND A CRAZY
COMPLAINING GHOST?! Oh wait...never mind about the last part. Anyway, I've
replaced the old broker with a more experienced one(who was a woodworker up
until this point) and assigned the book keeper double duty as the manager as
well. I'M SUCH A GOOD OVERSEER!
13th of Granite:
I ordered the lone soldier to fight the two harpies! ARMOK SPEED FRIEND!
also, I've ordered the miners to die deeper into the stone in search for
water! Lastly, sense my host apparently had a phobia involving doors being
placed, I've taken the liberty to order some to be built and used to STOP
INTRUDERS.
18th of Granite:
BADGERS?! WE DON'T NEED NO STINKIN' BADGERS!!! AAAAAAATAAAAAAACK!
26th of Granite:
DARN IT! I ORDERED A MINER TO DIG OUT A SINGLE STONE, AND IT CAVES IN AN
ENTIRE CAVERN, INJURING NOT HIM, BUT THE MILITIA COMMANDER!
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF*scorch marks cover the rest of the
entry*
4th of Slate:
WHAT?! WHY ARE PEOPLE BUILDING A HOSPITAL IN A HALLWAY?!?!?!? Where is Grim
when you need him...?
7th of Slate:
HORRIBLE NEWS! DEATH SAYS I WANTED THIS, SO I CAN'T GO BACK TO BEING DEAD
UNTIL FIRST OF GRANITE, NEXT YEAR! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!
10th of Slate:
I hate being alive again! Yes, drinking booze again is nice, but not if it
means dealing with all these bodily functions! I was just getting used to the
benefits of being dead too!
13th of Slate:
If there's one thing I hate, it's being wrong! I DON'T CARE ABOUT VISITING MY
BROTHER ANYMORE! I TRIED TELLING HIM THAT IT WAS ME, BUT HE JUST TOLD ME(more
like my host) THAT I HAVE BEEN EATING THE HARPIE FLESH AGAIN! ...What? Harpie
tastes good!
17th of Slate:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I just got word of the diagnosis of Inod! He has an
infection in his toe nail, infection in his head; his left lower arm is
broken, along with his entire left right leg! THE WORST PART: HE CANNOT GRASP
ANYMORE! WE'RE DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMED! Oops,
forgot to breath again...
23rd of Slate:
Great!!! I'M SO HAPPY! THE HARPIES ARE COMING! HOORAY, WE'RE ALL GOING TO
FUCKING DIE! WOOPIE!!!
27th of Slate:
I HATE THIS PLACE! THIS PLACE SUCKS!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
OH, YEAH, GREAT, MIGRANTS, I WAS HOPING YOU GUYS WOULD COME AND CHEER ME UP! FUCK YOU
ALL!!!!!
2nd of Felsite:
*eye twitches* AT LAST! THEY FINALLY STOPPED COMING! WE'RE UP TO 37 DWARVES!
WHEN THIS YEAR IS OVER, I'M NEVER EVEN THINKING ABOUT GOING BACK TO THIS
WRETCHED WORLD!
12th of Felsite:
ELVES! THEY'RE DOING SOME SORT OF JIG WITH INSTRUMENTS, SINGING ABOUT SOME
DWARF CALLED COMMA TOES! AAAAGH SHUT UP!!! SHUT UUUUUUUP! THAT DOES IT! KILL
THEM!!!!!!!!!!! KILL THE BASTARDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fucking elves...
19th of Felsite:
OH COME ON! NOW SOME GHOST STOLE MY IDEA AND POSSESSED SOME STUPID LYE MAKER!
and-IF YOU'RE READINGGGGGGGG THHIS I'MFFFF JUST RUN! I CAN'T HOLD HIM
BACCKKK-what the heck?! Tryrar is trying to get control back! I'LL MAKE SURE
YOU STAY IN YOUR CAGE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHHAH!
19th of Felsite(later):
Looks like the dwarf is trying to build an artifact; he's taken a
Craftdwarf's workshop! I wonder what he'll make!
24th of Felsite:
AAAAHHH! HE'S JUST SITTING IN THE WORKSHOP DOING NOTHING! HE JUST KEEPS
MUTTERING SOMETHING ABOUT CLOTH AND BONES! WE'RE DOOOOOOOOMED!
1st of Hematite:
SUMMER! MAYBE THIS SEASON WILL BE BETTER!
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Phew, Like I said, within the hour...barely...
Expect another update sometime tomorrow.