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Total Members Voted: 28

Voting closed: January 19, 2012, 06:50:05 pm

[Spish]

You mooks need to learn how to stay dead

[Eric Blank]

Staying dead requires proper burials. The overseers need to learn how to bury the dead, before they possess someone else and suppress their soul out of existence.

[Reudh]

Mook? Reudh II was no mook! He was mayor for three seconds, and head of Erica's Stoneworker Army. (Or was he?)


I'm wondering whether I should get a redorfing, and go along with the 'Extended Reudh Family' thing i've done so far, or start a new 'dorf'. I'd already established that Reudh II's siblings are too ill to come, and his father is dead... so it'd have to be a cousin or uncle or something... I'll get back to you guys.

[Darvi]

Make it an illegitimate child.

[Reudh]

Darvi = creative.

Illegitimate brother maybe... Reudh II was supposed to be kinda young.

How about a brother called Red.

[Darvi]

Darvi = creative.

That made me choke right now.

[ThatAussieGuy]

Staying dead requires proper burials. The overseers need to learn how to bury the dead, before they possess someone else and suppress their soul out of existence.

A Hellcannon burial consists of either sweeping the corpse/pieces into a corner and ignoring the smell, or tossing the remains in the cavern where no-one can see it

[Eric Blank]

head of Erica's Stoneworker Army. (Or was he?)

No, I'm the head stoneworker!

But you were a stoneworker and a named dwarf, so you got mentioned. (maybe...)

[Mego]

Sorry guys, I was camping with some buddies for spring break. As soon as my family remembers that it's spring break and not spring work-around-the-house-all-day, I'll get back to my regular duties.

[ZapCorp]

Oh my God the Battlefailed Trilogy is still alive. This is great. I say this because I've been lurking and reading Failcannon and haven't checked this thread for about 2 months. Long live this fort. Which is probably guaranteed since it seems to reject death, flip it off, and stab it with a spoon several times.

[Darvi]

Battlefailed forts are Death.

[Gizogin]

Is it now canon (as much as such things can be) that I somehow, accidentally, created four ghostly copies of myself?  Does that mean there are eighteen Andreuses?  Clearly, I have destabilized reality too much not nearly enough!  Moar destabilization!

[Deviled]

Wait is Gizogin Andreus, I am confused.

[Reudh]

One of the tropes of the Battlefailed series is that Andreus can reincarnate with no problem through the meta-universe; currently we're up to Andreus XVIII.

Gizogin has only died four times, I think- two being in Hellcannon.

[SethCreiyd]

Meanwhile...

Two centuries after the Cataclysm of Failday, a new day dawns on the Windy World...

Few near the blast had survived when the walls between the worlds had fell to ruin.  Placed in a position of crisis beyond apathy, the gods were forced into action.  In an instant of divine force of will, the gods moved the mountains themselves to destroy the fortresses of Failcannon and Battlefailed forever, sealing their inhabitants in the dark realm of Xemorid upon the Blueness of Malodors, the infernal ocean now bound by impenetrable masses of rock.

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The devastation was complete.  Graspedseduce and the entirety of the Sword of Boots were wiped out in the shifting of earth and sea.  Not a soul survived the resealing of the world that could witness it occur: a hemisphere sacrificed to save existence.  But at such cost, what existence would be bought.

The Rules had been broken.  The mortal realms, once free of the whims and tyrannies of the gods, would now stand thick in their struggle for power.  Already, Ura's servants proliferated through the cosmos, and the minions of the Foul One, that eternal Night, infested every dusk of countless worlds.

But the other gods were stirring their armies.  The first battle of the war would be here where it all began, in Aluonra.

An old shadow hovers the rising sun, cast by a vengeful moon holding the sky in eclipse.

You are surrounded by incessant cackling.