Raycaster, who you may remember from Distantcity and the occasional unrelated anecdote, suggested a likely cause for the death of all the livestock. Just assume every single assclown in this fort had a baby.Įdit: Wow, the mayor's name is Minefield? Forget all that grumbling. I'm not screenshotting births anymore unless they're really hilarious. It seems all of our numerous water buffalo are starving to death, or have already. Nobody plants anything because we might not have any seeds that grow outside in the spring. That gray X is a floodgate which can be used to let river water in again later. Looks like our fortress population is down by oneNEVERMIND LOOK A BABY KWAAAĪstonishingly, I have succeeded in making the farm plot sssomewhat usable. Run skulks off to his room with minor injuries. StepS lies dead, his head caved in and his blood splattered all over the floor and workshops. I'LL HAVE MY REVENGE, MOM! I MEAN STEPS! AAARRRGGH StepS might not really be the berserk one here. Man, normally berserk dwarves do considerable damage before they can be stopped, but Run is just beating StepS into a bloody pulp in the middle of the work floor well before the military can make it to the scene. StepS loses her mind and starts trying to murder the nearest thing. I thought this fortress was about wood, not babies! Our fort's first real noble! Which means His Majesty needs his own office and dining room and crap. Our fortress has elected our first mayor, this guy called Aban because I ran out of forum nicknames some time ago. Turns out his dad is Akuryou, so I dunno what he's up to. StepS' spawn is left to crawl around out in the stockpiles while mom stands around and yells at everybody about cloth. We don't have any of that, nor do I think will we ever. I'm trying to install a well there, but I screwed it up. My old fortress that eventually died when a kitten opened a floodgate. Also I have a large team of dwarves all on stone detailing duty, which takes me back to ol' Iddumat, Rocksroughness. We had exactly enough chests that everybody gets one. Our residential wing shaped up pretty well. Somehow a water buffalo just starved to death in the middle of it. Most of these idlers have taken to hanging around in the dining room. You might notice my fortress has 30-odd idlers because the population is exploding like a fractal pattern and I can't be bothered to give everybody something productive to do. You're just begging for a haunting, jerk. I think Viceroy took over my room after I died. I MUST HAVE ROCK BLOCKS! I MUST HAVE hngk *plop* CUT GEMS!Īnother one right after this screenshot, too. Jeez! I bet giving birth didn't even break her concentration. Oh come on! Don't tell me that was your mysterious construction. The angry ghost of S2K proceeds peacefully to the great beyond once somebody can be bothered to bury him. Maybe I should build another one of those. StepS, who apparently exists and has apparently made a career out of scaling fish, gets himself into a fey mood and. Time to build the road! hngk *plop* whoop hang on I can imagine that these would really accelerate the decline of a crumbling fortress though. He starts floating through walls and making people go "YIPES! A G-G-G-GHOOOOST" but that's about it. Evidently nobody's gotten around to lugging S2K to his grave yet. Yeah it turns out the dead can grow restless if they're not properly interred. WooOoOOooOoo i drooowwned while digging a stuuupid faaarrrm Also somebody finally found my wide-eyed, grimacing, bloated corpse encased in the ice. Now's my chance to flail wildly and try to fix my stupidity in architecture.
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