What a nice thing to read right after waking up. Will begin playing at some point today. Maybe after all my boring work.
EDIT: HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Oh My Fucking God and Other Amazing Stories Of The Benevolent Overlord Of Hellcannon.It is once again my pleasant duty of presiding over the dwarves of Hellcannon and generally be an awesome guy when it comes to keeping everyone ali- OH MY FUCKING GOD ALL THESE GHOSTS
SHUT UP ERIC WE KNOW YOU DON'T HAVE WORKING LIMBS
GOD
HOW THE HELL DID THIS HAPPEN OH GOD WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME WHO HAS TO TURN THIS SLED HEADED INTO MAGMA AROUND TO GREENER PASTURES
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFokay I'm better now.
We have 24 living dwarves in the fort, the number of dorf ghosts is 3/4 of that. Lovely.
The first thing that happens? Dariush gives birth to a widdle baby, and we're now 1 dorf ahead of being overrun by ghosts. My first task as the overlord: Get rid of these fucking ghosts. My second task as the overlord: Bring this fort back to it's feet. AGAIN.
While trying to find what is what, I find out a lovely little thing. There's supposed to be a lever here connected to THE CRUSHER. The lever is gone.
What the fuck? Is this a trash compactor? No, too many bridges, this is a goblin crusher. Why is it connected to the outer world then? Wouldn't whoever is pulling this lever shit their pants the moment a weasel walks down the ramp and run away screaming?
Maybe it's better that this thing was destroyed by some benevolent soul. Regardless, I'll put down orders for replacing the lever and put it to some more sensible place.
On the 14th day of Opal, Rridgway II Lorbamònul made Standardmirrors the diorite throne.
It is encircled with bands of diorite, and surrounded by an aura of mediocrity! I'm having more fun watching our cats fight each other. I don't even want to know who thought of this thing.
With Opal drawing close to it's end, I am taunted. By our own creations! A lever in the ROOM OF LEVERS is noted to use the entrance sealing mechanisms, but as far as I can tell, IT DOES NOTHING. Maybe it's not linked to the entrance I'm thinking of? Then what entrance does it link to? Oh for fucks sake. I put down the order to add a whole new lever to fix this issue. Nebélarak the cassiterite mechanism will be the key to our victory, or downfall! Possibly both. Especially considering the number of mechanisms around here that seem to be linked to some mysterious machine or room full of either water or magma.
One such mystery room seems to be an indoor aquarium. I think it was SUPPOSED to be a power generator room, judging from the waterwheels, but the unfinished(or broken) axel section tells me that it is either a failed project, or one that never worked. There's a lot of shad in the waters though. It's a nice spot to relax at or take your kids fishing, when you want to get away from all the corpses and shit that are in our fucking interior rooms.
God damn, all these skeletons and skeletal remains. While work is being done to link those things I ordered(funny how fast that was put under work, maybe these guys actually want to live), I've begun to amuse myself by going through the levels on the fort in order to find and unforbid corpses that need moving. And there's a lot of 'em. From forgotten monsters, to dwarves. And... other things. God damn.
15th of Obsidian. With reports coming in about Reudh II's ghost toppling a bed, I've appointed Mantisman as our Burial expert for the time being. We have loads of empty coffins, and at least SOME of these god damn ghosts have to be appeased by having their earthly remains placed in 'em, right?
I also found a ballista that's aimed at a used staircase. In fact, from the stockpile that has one lone ballista bolt in it, I think this was actually planned to be used heavily. What the hell guys?
Ah, at the end of winter all the gobbos finally decided to turn and flee. And then were immediately replaced by ANOTHER siege group. Well, MAYBE ALL THOSE TRAPS WE HAVE WILL DO SOMETHING HUH? My official enemy count is: A whole lot. Note to self: Replace or at least forbid those cage traps at the start of our trap corridor. What the hell will we do with all these caged trolls huh? The good news are: Our trap corridor sent the enemy forces packing, after their heavy troll squad was chopped, smashed and stabbed apart. Now all we have to do is clean all the clogged traps and do something about those troll cages.
It's Spring now, the snow is falling, the skeletons are skulking about. And to rub it on a bit more, a hill titan made of snow has arrived, swinging it's magnificent dual tails about. Who cares, let it stay there with all the other huge piles of snow. We aren't in any short supply of that stuff after all.
But alas, luck would not let us not be harassed by a ball of snow! With a mighty crash our impenetratable lockable front door shattered apart and the snowball rolled in, hellbent on breaking yet another of our impenetratable lockable doors!
So the military was given the orders to go and kill it. And then I found out that two of three soldiers had either mining or woodcutting as their offtime work, so they had nothing on. They had managed to put on pants by the time El Presidente ended up in a brief scuffle with the beast and Mantisman sprung from ambush to rescue our glorious leader.
What a glorious battle it was.
What's that my eyes see? Why, I'd never- MIGRANTS! THREE OF THEM!
Strategia IVThe MasterConchobar VIStrategia is an expert on Engraving and Masonry, while The Master just said that "they're back".
Conchobar, a talented axeman, was thrilled to hear that they'd once again get to serve in the military.
Then they saw the state of our militia, spat on the moss floor and said that she'd make men out of 'em.
There, a brief update of stuff. More to come later, I also just updated along what I saw on the update list because I figured that overrides all the posts done here that aren't updated on it yet.Mid-Summer. 4 migrants arrived and everyone got indoors safely.
Reudh III is a talented metalsmith, competent gemsetter and a
HIGH MASTER SOAPER.DevilEd II is the shiftiest looking adequate armorsmith I've ever seen.
cousac is a
GRAND MASTER WEAPONSMITH, competent shearer, a talented consoler and
HAPPILY MARRIED TO OGRIN II.Ogrin II wanted to stab eyes, so she's in the military now.
Not much has happened. I sealed a few spots that looked dangerous, FB or otherwise, the glass spider should now be perfectly contained in the magma pumps until we have enough manpower to take it out, another FB however found a steel door at a location that was dangerously close to a staircase that led to the fort, but it's now sealed as well.
THIS JUST IN
CAQUAT SHIBBI HAS BLED TO DEATH. No clue as to how it happened.
Has some unhappy citizen committed a crime most foul!? Stay tuned!
EDIT: My detective skills brought be the answer to the question everyone has been wondering about! It seems that on his way to train, Caquat took a shortcut, and opened a door that holds behind it a whole lot of magma. He bled to death soon after having been splashed by a few tiles of the stuff. That's our Captain!