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[BeforeLifer]

Oh darnit how do you make a file a ZIP file without eather of thouse? Is there any way?

[The Master]

He didnt have any blue boxes with him

I see what you did there.
And has anyone ever heard of a thing called a spell checker?!

[antymattar]

He didnt have any blue boxes with him

I see what you did there.
And has anyone ever heard of a thing called a spell checker?!

Whats that? Like checkers but with magic? Cool. 

Anyways, Dffd.wimbli didnt open so I put it up at mediafire. I coluldnt find the pictures anywhere. ITs like they were all gone but heres going to be a short summary of what happened(might contain traces of bad grammar):

The dwearves finally arrived. With one farmer, three miners, a fisherdwarf, a woodcutter and a carpenter. There were no axes because they couldnt afford them. Rather, they decided to take two pigs with them. The only thing they could do was to destroy the wagon and create a an axe out of the wood(Because they knew how to.).

It was spring, the dwarves were eager to dig out a brand new home for themselves and so they did... but then came summer. It was hot. There were hoards of capybaras running outside. They tried not to get too close lest they get gored by one. The farm was done and the dwarves were already working on a new tipe of farm-for bees. Not long had summer been that a capybara had snuk inside the dwarven dwelling. One of the dwarves, in panic, didnt know what to do. The capybara as going for the beverages so he jumped right in front of her and tried to stop it. But the beast was too strong. It overpowered the dwarf and killed it. Not soon had this happened that the dwarves wanted vengeance on her. The miners gathered together in a group and went after the capybara but in their rage they forgot to take their picks. As fate looked down at them distastefully, the capybara had claimed two other dwarves. Now they know to fear the beast of the plains.

They kept digging. their homes. Some more dwarves came and so on. Then when the bee farm was done they began making a new roof for it... this claimed two more lives. One of the dwarves was digging out the top of the cave and he fell causing a cavein. One dwarf died instantly and the other was severely injured. When the treders came to their little abode, they had nothing better to give them than the clothes of the dead ones. Even though they tried to save the injured dwarf, he fell to infection.

They were not bothered as they were simple and liked the dining room. Though the biggest disapointment was that the volcano that was promised to them, turned out to be just a mountain.

heres the save http://www.mediafire.com/?78l9d4nbpvnqv0k

EDIT: Guys, dont be too harsh about the "no volcano" part. It only makes it more fun. How many of you have played the game in a tunrdra/glacier. You know what fun it is dificulty wise then. Im positive it will be a magma pipe or something. Just give it a go.

[antymattar]

Bump.

[GreatWyrmGold]

It's my turn? Okay, I'll get the save ASAP.

[antymattar]

It's my turn? Okay, I'll get the save ASAP.

I was smiling so hard when I read this.

[GreatWyrmGold]

I finally have an update! It lasts about 1-1/2 months, but I've played about half a month past that. Not much except migrants has happened.

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From the journal of Ustuth “GreatWyrmIron” Toolrazor, Expedition Leader of Firepunch.

Granite 1, 15
Alright, here I go with my thoughts. We have a large semi-fractal beehive with individual hivelets being installed...

...near a wallless courtyard that enters into the front entrance and a carpentry area.
We also have a fairly standard dining room (aside from the rough walls and two masons' workshops), a trade depot stuffed with clothes, a couple dozen bedrooms, a few coffins holding our dead, and a large amount of natural resources we haven't exploited yet.
Let's start fixing those problems.

Granite 4, 15
I create a mini-courtyard next to the crypt-wannabe by removing ramps. Once a floor is installed and a perimeter wall erected, the mini-courtyard will be a Mourning Area.

Granite 7, 15
A beekeeper was stung by a bee. What a fucking surprise.

And computer crashes. Let's try again.

Granite 1, 15
Alright, here I go with my thoughts. We have a large semi-fractal beehive with individual hivelets being installed, near a wallless courtyard that enters into the front entrance and a carpentry area.
We also have a fairly standard dining room (aside from the rough walls and two masons' workshops), a trade depot stuffed with clothes, a couple dozen bedrooms, a few coffins holding our dead, and a large amount of natural resources we haven't exploited yet.
Let's start fixing those problems.

Granite 2, 15
Someone's been playing blocks with the tables.


Granite 4, 15
A drake being chased through out courtyard (long story, involves the idea of tasty duck) scared off a couple of workers despite the fact that it's harmless and being chased by our militia commander.

Granite 5, 15
A perimeter wall was started, without interruption from drakes.

Granite 6, 15
A beekeeper was stung by--breaking news--a bee!

Granite 7, 15
Another duck-based interruption. It didn't last long.

Granite 10, 15
The beekeeper was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Granite 13, 15
A guineacock got into a fight with a wild drake. I won 5 silver pieces from Kosoth Ringspeak, one from Abel Linecrystal, and 15 gold pieces from Iton Bowltreaty for betting that the guineacock would win unscathed but the drake would still be in good health, all to be paid once we get coins. From various others I won everything from a spare copper to three two-legged rhino lizard skulls to dibs on the cave lobster. Our little fowl was an underdog, and no-one thought they'd back down.
I hope Iton didn't intend to embezzle the money needed to pay for the bet.

Granite 17, 15
The beekeeper was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!
Also, a turkey gobbler lead a guinecock back home, presumably congratulating it for its victory a few days ago.

Granite 20, 15
A yak cow was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!
Wait, WHAT?

I assign a pasture for the yak IMMEDIATELY.

Granite 22, 15
Now the guineacock has been bee-stung!

Granite 24, 15
A gobblette or whatever you call a baby gobbler has grown up. I contemplate why we have four male birds but no females of their species.

Granite 27, 15
Noticing that we have a surplus of coffins, I decide that we could expand our cemetary.

Slate 1, 15
A horse foal was born. A filly, I think the female foals are called. A baby mare. A pasture is assigned immediately.

Slate 6, 15
A guineacock was stung by a bee! People need to stop traipsing through there.

Slate 7, 15
Iton has done enough mining to declare himself...a broker. Huh.

Slate 10, 15
The beekeeper was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!
I set our new farm plot to grow half pig tails, half plump helmets.

Slate 11, 15
The beekeeper was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Slate 12, 15
I design a new wing to the Housing District, including a couple larger bedrooms with space for a cozy little office/dining room.

Inspired, I design another couple wings, including a few rooms for a future mayor.
I feel in an architectural mood, finishing up with a new staircase! It leads from one corner of the new wing to the corridor by the upper dormitory--I forgot to mention that, didn't I? Well, here's a picture:

Anyhoo, it runs down from there to by the trade depot.

Slate 17, 15
Migrants have arrived!
First is a leatherworker/fish dissector who likes flesh balls and tends to calmly keep to himself. Next comes a sanely-grounded, conservative soaper with some combat experience, assigned an axe. Next up is a small, skinny little animal trainer/gem cutter. Next comes a short high master weaponsmith (!) who likes fine pewter, maces and humans' beer and has long, braided graying brown hair. A keet quickly darts in afterwards, followed by a teacher/persuader/talented armorer who likes fine pewter and giant lions. Next is an average-looking liar type of person with a big, weak puppy who I think will be good at a main-gauche type of fighting style (the dwarf, that is, not the puppy); a stonecrafter who dabbles in metalcrafting and likes iron men for their stern appearance (I personally prefer X-Men for their intelligent villains); another new recruit; a short comedian, soaper, and wood burner who likes cats and seeds (eating longland grass ones, that is) who I'm keeping safe due to her comedy; a gigantic, muscular donkey foal; a woodcrafter/speardwarf who likes steel and (no surprise) spears as well as anvils and giant bats; a skinny religious mason who likes crosses, merfolk, and odd deities (one a goddess of gambling, luck, and the like, the other a god of muck); a puny animal trainer/high master furnace operator/suturer/appraiser who has expensive tastes like galena, platinum, great white shark leather, and pig bone; a biter/trapper who will be given free will to do both in the military and civilian services respectively (although will you please use a mace when you fight); a short, muscular, and tall-eared shearer, bone doctor, and glass maker; her overly artistic good-for-nothing woodcutter/fisher husband who likes tales of adamantine and cave spider silk (that is, likes cave spider silk and tales of adamantine); a rope-thin yet powerful weaver/gemcutter; a marksdwarf/ranger/metalsmith who likes capybaras, realgar, and long walks on the beach stalking the hated toad
[He absolutely detests toads.]
and also battleaxes (presumably for hacking through underbrush and hand-to-hand combat); a VERY short presser (I mistook him for a child) who likes goblets and rose gold; a short, long-haired glassmaker/gem setter with a weak mind and a preference for tin; a weak, calm, pacifistic farmer; a skinny tactician; and a gigantic turkey gobbler. It took until the 19th to process everyone, and longer than that to get them working.
We now have thirty-three citizens! Insane!

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And as to why I mention all of the bee stings, it's mainly to parody the game doing the same. "Urist McBeekeeper has been stung by a honeybee!" X a lot.

[thegoatgod_pan]

following. would love to sign up to succeed down the line if there is still room.

[antymattar]

following. would love to sign up to succeed down the line if there is still room.

Of couse there is room. Do you want me to sign you up?

@GreatWyrmGold I love the bedroom expansion! Great job! Also, how did you find that I wanted andesine tables? Thats so dwarfy to find little things like that.

[thegoatgod_pan]

yes please, sign me up!

[antymattar]

Donne! 

[GreatWyrmGold]

following. would love to sign up to succeed down the line if there is still room.

Of couse there is room. Do you want me to sign you up?

@GreatWyrmGold I love the bedroom expansion! Great job! Also, how did you find that I wanted andesine tables? Thats so dwarfy to find little things like that.

Thanks. Also, what do you mean "Andesine?"

I should have the update up as soon as I upload the pics. I actually played enough to make two new updates, which include several neat acquisitions from the elves and a LOT of beestings.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Slate 19, 15
A beekeeper was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!
A leatherworker was stung by--breaking news!--a bee! Actually, that's a bit more out-of-the-ordinary.

Slate 20, 15
A beekeeper was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!
A trapper was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Slate 21, 15
A fisher was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!
Sorry to any future generations who read this, and think it's dull. You want to know what was going on in FirePunch these past few days and weeks aside from beestings? Not fucking much. A solid eighth of the population is currently doing nothing, having not gotten the memo that we WORK for our beer and meat here.

Slate 22, 15
The memo got to everyone. The perimeter wall should be up soon!
This is getting to be a LOT of managing I need to do, since I'm the manager, bookkeeper, brewer, engraver, and a planter of this fortress. I'm setting up a temporary office in the cryptic area.

Slate 23, 15
The office has been set up. It's an office, I guess.

Slate 28, 15
I start managing some work orders.
A blacksmith has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Felsite 1, 15
A militiaman has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Hey, I have a joke. Knock-knock. Who's there? Interrupting capybaraman. Interrupting capybaraman who? I need to suspend building this wall because a capybaraman interrupted me!

Let's see how they like the wrath of our militia! Our...completely unarmed, mostly unarmored militia...Well, quantity has its own quality, right?

Felsite 2, 15
Oh, yeah, we have axes!
The lazy woodcutter showed himself to be a decent neckcutter, too.

Felsite 4, 15
What the...?

Two men and a woman, acquaintances, are lying in a pile on some bare rock, claiming to be installing colonies in a hive but not actually moving.

Felsite 6, 15
They're still at it, despite one being hungry and another thirsty and drowsy. I tell them to quit it,  at which point they eat, drink, and locate another colony to hivernate.
Speaking of drinking, why isn't our brewer brewing? He's probably just writing in some stupid diary all the times that bees...oh, wait, I'm the brewer.

Felsite 7, 15
A fisher has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Felsite 8, 15
That same fisher has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!
A beekeeper has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Felsite 9, 15
A puppy has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee! Note to self: Open door for dog.

Felsite 10, 15
A farmer has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Felsite 11, 15
I have noticed that Iton has somehow walled himself into a small area on the cliff. Since she's unwilling to disturb her break to save herself, I have to have the wall broken down.

Felsite 12, 15
A farmer has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Felsite 13, 15
The rescue crew for Iton arrives. She is too asleep to thank him.

Elves have arrived! Let's see what they have...a cedar cage with some pig tails and rope reeds on it, presumably to symbolise our trading...some wooden arms and armor (which is better than none)... berries...a deer...gnomeblight?...Strawberry wine!...a horse...a cougar!...more gnomeblight...seeds...a short skirt?!?!...Fisher berry wine!...a wolf!...Longland beer!...Swamp whiskey!
We don't have a lot to trade, but I will get that booze and those critters.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

I “accidently” dumped the deer and the cougar from the caravan before they got to the depot. I'll try to rig up some method of releasing, but the obvious ones don't seem to work.

Also, a fisher has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Felsite 14, 15
A farmer has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!
A fisher has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Felsite 15, 15
A bowyer has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Felsite 16, 15
The elves arrive at the trade depot. Iton is still “on break.”
A bowyer has been stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Felsite 17, 15
See that lever in the dining room, the red one?

Once it's complete, it'll close the front gate.

Felsite 18, 15
Iton has decided to trade.
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From the journal of Apasi Herotwig of the Cat of Immortals:

Spoiler: Apasi Herotwig and the Cat of Immortals (click to show/hide)

When my sister, Lema Glossedsystems, and I came here, everyone thought we were mad. We aren't. We intend to come, trade our wares, take the newest fashions and such, and go before they decide to kill us. Easy in, easy out, we make a fortune. Simple as that.
First we buy a sheep-wool cloak for three cages and a worm. I'm glad we got rid of that before it tainted our food supply. Next, a glove and a mitten for a wolf. They also bought a horse in exchange for an emerald cloak (I didn't know they knew how to make emerald dye! Good thing, Lema just lost hers.), a cap made from giant cave spider silk, a giant rat leather mitten, and a leather shoe. Next, a pig tail fiber hood and a loincloth for a short sword, a helm, and two high boots. Next, for some swamp whiskey and a fine short sword, we bought a cap and a matching set of mittens.
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Trading's going good so far.

A bowyer was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Felsite 19, 15
We sell a sock and a bag for the commemorative chest (which will be put into one of my rooms) and a short sword.
A bowyer was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

We buy a shield for a mitten. It seems to slightly placate them.
Also, the beekeepers tell me that the hives need more space.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

What does “Too many hives; output restricted” mean?

Felsite 20, 15
A fisher was stung by--breaking news!--a bee!

Felsite 21, 15
We trade some more: A hood for a gauntlet and a chest, then a cloak and a sock for a longsword. Then, more to make them go away than anything, we stole a crutch. They say they'll leave soon.
[This is the first time I've ever siezed someone's goods! Usually, though, I have more trade goods by now.]

[antymattar]

Smart putting the lever in the dinning room. 

[Loud Whispers]

Drinking game for this thread:

Code: [Select]

Bees.

Sting.

Drink up.

You now are 90% alcohol