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Wait for the next release. I want usable mugs damn it!

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We can use the current one. I like the big trees and slightly smarter dorfs.

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I'll take .34.11 thanks. I want to know I'll get to kill things for sure.

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[MDFification]

Okay, so question. Does anyone want to have at a standardizing of the materials for certain creatures for SBII? I figure with all the changes that will be made we'll need to do something to reduce the eventual drag from so much crap to keep track of, especially since I want to try and merge it with a slightly reduced Civilization Forge (until its Alchemy feature is made more useful and less novelty,) and some weaker fortress defense races. I'd do it myself but I have absolutely no understanding of materials beyond mildly modifying metals.

IIRC you can use Rubble to automatically standardize materials in your mod without any real knowledge of how rubble works. Duplicate the file beforehand though, since it can sometimes delete the raws in my experience.

I think it pretty much does delete some files out of necessity unless I read something wrong. Guess I can give it a go myself.

I've seen it delete everything and seen it delete precisely nothing, so I have no idea.

[Splint]

I'm sure this will be absolutely wonderful then.

[Mr Frog]

That'll be hard. lol   I don't know if you've ever tried to say stuff at the same time as somebody else online before, but when you try to do it in Skype, it comes out as a huge mess due to the tiny fraction-of-a-second lag delays. I guess we could each record ourselves singing it and then send it in, but then you lose the "as a group" feeling and you feel singled out. Or maybe you weren't really serious and I'm taking you too seriously. (also, I imagined a girl singing it. random.)

Honestly, a bunch of untrained amateurs taking turns recording themselves singing an amateur's attempt at setting a tune to amateur lyrics and then syncing it all up afterwards into a horrifying ear-raping clusterfuck seems as pure an expression of the spirit of succession forts as one can possibly achieve. (Holy wow that sentence was long.)

[Lolfail0009]

That'll be hard. lol   I don't know if you've ever tried to say stuff at the same time as somebody else online before, but when you try to do it in Skype, it comes out as a huge mess due to the tiny fraction-of-a-second lag delays. I guess we could each record ourselves singing it and then send it in, but then you lose the "as a group" feeling and you feel singled out. Or maybe you weren't really serious and I'm taking you too seriously. (also, I imagined a girl singing it. random.)

Honestly, a bunch of untrained amateurs taking turns recording themselves singing an amateur's attempt at setting a tune to amateur lyrics and then syncing it all up afterwards into a horrifying ear-raping clusterfuck seems as pure an expression of the spirit of succession forts as one can possibly achieve. (Holy wow that sentence was long.)

Oh I am so double-timing that synthing now. That's the best thing I've read all day.
(I hope you guys don't mind a slow tempo, but these lyrics lend themselves to a slow, kinda swingin' beat~)

[CaptainMcClellan]

Not sure if I have already posted this... but the long awaited fourth installment to the Ringo McClellan series is now:

Spoiler: Fight for Survival! (click to show/hide)

I awoke the next morning utterly immobilized by the extreme soreness and pain. I didn't know people could hurt this much, I certainly never had. I moaned ferociously. It didn't register with me at the time that I shouldn't have been alive. I lie there on the ground for a few minutes before trying to move. I started by trying to move my arms, and with a cry of pain I stopped moving. I didn't know what was going to happen next, but I was strongly considering just being unconscious for a while.
The goblin mother stood over me, sword sheathed. I looked up and saw her, several dark splotches visible on her body. She looked at me with a look of disgust and spat upon me. Not for the first time, I wondered what I had done to deserve such treatment. She grabbed me and picked me up, visibly straining to do so. I shrieked in pain feeling all of my ribs seeming to move around. I was quite sure they were broken. The shriek itself caused more pain that I could stand and I retched again, spitting up a horrible tasting bile. Dwarven bile is apparently even worse than human bile. It has all the usual bitter-sour taste that always seems like it'll never wash out but it also has a strong and biting taste, sort of like a strong and very bad wine, but mixed with uncooked mushrooms and dirt. The taste was so horrible that I shuddered, the shudder so painful that I passed out.
I awoke not long after. I figure it was exactly three seconds later actually. She had carried me to the edge of the river, though I didn't know it at the time. With what I'm sure must have been a look of pleasure, she half-tossed, half-dropped me into the cold water. It wasn't frigid, thank God, but it was still cold enough to be a shock. I began sinking almost immediately, stunned by the impact. I struggled to force my broken and bruised muscles and misplaced bones to push toward the surface. I broke the surface and took a gasping breath for air.
I lost the strength to move after that and began to fall again. After a little while of recovery that used up nearly all of my air, I pushed back toward the surface again and sucked in all the air my little lungs could hold. Then back under the water. The third time I broke surface, I was able to sort of swim a little bit forward before going under once more. I inhaled water this time, and started to choke. I managed to make it to the surface again, expelling water in what could best be described as a series of mini-explosions. I'm quite sure if I had been a human I would already have died.
Then something remarkable happened... I caught sight of the goblin mother putting out the fire and packing up camp. I flew into the most astounding range, a rage that before I would have thought shouldn't even be able to exist. So, little by little, I made my way forward. Fortunately, she wasn't able to throw me very far. At a certain point, I just took a breath and dived under the water, grasping the bottom and propelling myself that way until my need for air forced me to surface. I gasped for air and started to hyperventilate. I knew that wasn't good from my old PawScout canoeing class that taught us about how to survive in case you fell under the water. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, my ears pounding and stars exploding before my eyes, a throbbing pain in my skull and a heaviness that I can't quite do justice to describe.
Fortunately, the water and the adrenaline numbed the pain a little. I was close to the bank now, though I had been swept downstream by a few meters. At a certain point I could nearly wade, so I just tried walking along the bottom. It didn't quite work, but I was able to find a stone to stand on. From there I was able to wade up the remainder of the bank and out of the river. I was soaking wet, cold, severly bruised, very tired, and sore from exertion. Everything was cramping and I couldn't see straight. I made three feeble and heavy steps forward and then collapsed.
I don't remember anything from the next two days, because I wasn't around for them. I woke up and the goblin-mother was sitting on a boulder across from the make-shift bed I was propped on. This time she wore a completely different expression. If I didn't know any better, I would think it was concern. Her face twitched and seemed to go through quite a few emotions. I don't think she realized I was awake yet. I watched her watch me and noticed that she seemed very... worried. Somehow, she had managed to care about me. Well, that's just great. I thought. Too bad you didn't care when you were throwing me in a river to die.
I didn't even try to move and I kept as silent as I could, listening to the raspy sound of my own breathing and the goblin's nervous tapping on her thigh. I wondered where her boy was. It seemed strange that he wasn't there by his mother's side. The noon sun overhead hurt my eyes and made me feel out of place. I longed for someplace cool and dark. That was when I first began to feel what it meant to be a dwarf.
At what must have been high-noon, she walked over to me and opened her waterskin. She pinched my nose, then slowly and carefully poured water into my open mouth. She did so a little at a time, and between inhalations. I swallowed it painfully and realized just how thirsty I really was. She was caring for me... but why? She then retrieved another bag and began squashing wildberries between her fingers and dropping the mash into my mouth. I swallowed it to, and my stomach almost turned.
Most of the day that followed she was sitting on the same boulder watching me, only leaving to do necessary tasks. I couldn't see behind me, but I imagined that behind the wild grasses and boulders there was some large cliff or steep hill because from afternoon on I was in the shade. Toward evening, she lit a fire in a fire ring that she had built to the right of me. The warmth was comforting. I really longed for some kind of painkiller, even alcohol would do.

Mmm... In time I'll get around to the fifth bit. Talvi, I didn't forget what I have agreed to do for you, but man it might well take a while. In the meantime, anything you'd like me to contribute to the actual Vanya story? Art? Words? I can do either or hire talented folke in both to do so. A'matter of fact, my significant other might well be able to contribute much high-quality visuals to the Vanya story. Just give me a summary of where we are now and I'll see what I can do.

Mr Frog. There was something I had to ask you, but I don't recall it.

Splint, hi. Thanks for starting Spearbreakers. Continue to contribute stuff n' stuff. ( Tired now, eloquence fading. )

Lolfail, I've seen you roundabout... why don't you write things? You are funny, rather interesting guy. Oh also, you should play my Roll to Dodge. I'll PM you about it tomma. If I remember.

Everyone: Talented artists yes? May I have? Yeah. So like. Illustrations, no? Yea. Show me what you have to offer, assuming you have time. Good luck to everyone on their finals and God bless. I'm gonna sleep before the head-pain makes me unable. Please. Comment on my writing, critique if you like. Stuff and stuff. And stuff. Talvi, are you feeling any better than you were?

That'll be hard. lol   I don't know if you've ever tried to say stuff at the same time as somebody else online before, but when you try to do it in Skype, it comes out as a huge mess due to the tiny fraction-of-a-second lag delays. I guess we could each record ourselves singing it and then send it in, but then you lose the "as a group" feeling and you feel singled out. Or maybe you weren't really serious and I'm taking you too seriously. (also, I imagined a girl singing it. random.)

Honestly, a bunch of untrained amateurs taking turns recording themselves singing an amateur's attempt at setting a tune to amateur lyrics and then syncing it all up afterwards into a horrifying ear-raping clusterfuck seems as pure an expression of the spirit of succession forts as one can possibly achieve. (Holy wow that sentence was long.)

Oh I am so double-timing that synthing now. That's the best thing I've read all day.
(I hope you guys don't mind a slow tempo, but these lyrics lend themselves to a slow, kinda swingin' beat~)

Yes lyrics yes. Can and will do. Might not sound too great. Still try. But I can't compose. I'm too broken to do. Never finished training. Timing so quintessential, so complex too. Fractured sentences.... I will have the results soon(-ish) but I will try to sing Talvien's song. Talvien, you had damn well sing your own song too sometime. We'll help establish the music of the thing, but you need to sing it yourself. It is the pinnacle of achievement in such, yes? Yes. And I want to see you show some confidence to your friends. Noone's gonna laugh, so be brave with it.   ( At any rate, noone's gonna laugh at you. If they do, I'm pretty sure Mr Frog will flay them alive. Noone laugh at me either, eh? ) Compose yon' ehrfail, will do the vocals. Yes... Matter o' fact might cross inspire yes? I make an ugly muse, but ah well, since when has something so vain as a face been a factor in the minds of the truly inspired? Pfft. Silly modern music industry and it's silly silliness. Danke schon alle. Gute Nacht mein freunde.

[Lolfail0009]

Lolfail, I've seen you roundabout... why don't you write things? You are funny, rather interesting guy.

Well, I can't be bothered looking for LFTON's main story arc but perhaps I could point you to my Interlude miniseries?

Spoiler: At least read this part before you read the Interlude (click to show/hide)

Part Eight: The Act of Creation

Part 1: The Sisters
Part 2: Kyh's Sorrow
Part 3: Kaishi!
Part 4 is in the works, still need to do some research into the fields of quantum spacetime.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

And for the record, my Kyh from Murdermachines is not the same Kyh as mentioned here. In one of the languages I'm writing, 'kyh' means 'headstrong', and I figured it'd make a good name.

[Talvieno]

I still think it's an acceptable break from reality. The thing I'd be concerned about is a break of flow. Those lyrics are long enough to break the flow of a chapter, 'specially with how short some of your chapters tend to be. An insert should never outweigh the rest of the content in a chapter. Mr Frog is probably right. Pick out the parts that are most emotionally significant to Vanya.

    D: ...Short? Really? None of them (at least the ones past chapter are shorter than 3000 words... and that's about half of the 40,000 character limit. I knew they weren't long, but short? really? huh... well, I guess could be, relatively speaking...
    However, that also means that the song (180 words) is just 6% of the length of one of my chapters, so it wouldn't necessarily interrupt the flow.
    It does break the suspension of disbelief, though. I can remember lyrics to songs pretty easily, if I've heard them enough:

Spoiler: demonstration (click to show/hide)

(You Are The Moon)

Darkness all around you as you
Surface from the dark
Emerging from the gentle grip of
Night's unfolding arms
Darkness, darkness, everywhere;
Do you feel all alone
The subtle grace of gravity;
The heavy weight of stone

You don't see what you possess:
A beauty calm and clear
It floods the sky and fills the darkness
Like a chandelier
All the light that you possess
Is skewed by lakes and seas
The shattered surface, so imperfect,
Is all that you believe

I will bring a mirror,
So silver, so exact
So precise and so pristine,
A perfect plane of glass
I will set the mirror up
To face the blackened sky
You will see your beauty every
Moment that you rise

    But Vanya only gets to hear her song once. Yes, I've established that her memory is uncommonly good (and attributed it to Mr Frog's experiments/training), but keep in mind that she's also dancing while part of the song is playing, and then crying, and also preoccupied with her thoughts. (Yes, Vanya dances. In my notes, that's even the name of the scene: "Vanya Dances".)

That'll be hard. lol   I don't know if you've ever tried to say stuff at the same time as somebody else online before, but when you try to do it in Skype, it comes out as a huge mess due to the tiny fraction-of-a-second lag delays. I guess we could each record ourselves singing it and then send it in, but then you lose the "as a group" feeling and you feel singled out. Or maybe you weren't really serious and I'm taking you too seriously. (also, I imagined a girl singing it. random.)

Honestly, a bunch of untrained amateurs taking turns recording themselves singing an amateur's attempt at setting a tune to amateur lyrics and then syncing it all up afterwards into a horrifying ear-raping clusterfuck seems as pure an expression of the spirit of succession forts as one can possibly achieve. (Holy wow that sentence was long.)

I lol'd. I agree quite heartily. It'd be extremely amusing. If I'm singing, though, you're singing too. >.> It took me forever to talk myself into humming that little bit that's somewhere in the thread.

Oh I am so double-timing that synthing now. That's the best thing I've read all day.
(I hope you guys don't mind a slow tempo, but these lyrics lend themselves to a slow, kinda swingin' beat~)

I imagine the lyrics might be relatively slow, but the music itself would probably be upbeat and pretty fast. That's just in my head, though. Also, for the record, you can switch up the verses however you see fit. I couldn't decide between using the chorus three times, or using it twice... And couldn't decide whether I wanted to cut two of the stanzas out of there or not.

@McClellan: I think I missed one of your posts... I'm going to have to go back through and search for it. In the meantime:

Mmm... In time I'll get around to the fifth bit. Talvi, I didn't forget what I have agreed to do for you, but man it might well take a while. In the meantime, anything you'd like me to contribute to the actual Vanya story? Art? Words? I can do either or hire talented folke in both to do so. A'matter of fact, my significant other might well be able to contribute much high-quality visuals to the Vanya story. Just give me a summary of where we are now and I'll see what I can do.

Talvi, are you feeling any better than you were?

I'm feeling much better now, thanks to you guys. I'm finally getting into the swing of things again. Wish I'd come here first off, even though I do feel somewhat embarrassed for dumping everything on everybody. >.>
    And... don't worry about how long it takes. If it gets here at all, I'll be tickled pink. (not literally.)
As to contributing to the actual Vanya story... Read it first. And don't skip to the last chapters I'm posting, either. XD I could spoil the whole thing for you, but then some of the plot twists just fall flat. (I don't always put in plot twists, but when I do, I prefer Spearbreakers Bitters they tend to be biggish.) And I'd love art. I'm curious about these high-quality visuals you speak of. There are a few places that sorely need a piece of art... like Urist and Vanya sharing their almost-kiss in the gorlak cave (seems like a pic-worthy moment).

Yes lyrics yes. Can and will do. Might not sound too great. Still try. But I can't compose. I'm too broken to do. Never finished training. Timing so quintessential, so complex too. Fractured sentences.... I will have the results soon(-ish) but I will try to sing Talvien's song. Talvien, you had damn well sing your own song too sometime. We'll help establish the music of the thing, but you need to sing it yourself. It is the pinnacle of achievement in such, yes? Yes. And I want to see you show some confidence to your friends. Noone's gonna laugh, so be brave with it.   ( At any rate, noone's gonna laugh at you. If they do, I'm pretty sure Mr Frog will flay them alive. Noone laugh at me either, eh? ) Compose yon' ehrfail, will do the vocals. Yes... Matter o' fact might cross inspire yes? I make an ugly muse, but ah well, since when has something so vain as a face been a factor in the minds of the truly inspired? Pfft. Silly modern music industry and it's silly silliness. Danke schon alle. Gute Nacht mein freunde.

Aw, flapping carp pancakes. >.> I can sing, but I just about die doing it. Nervousness + shy + embarrassment. At least I don't have as big of an ego as I did before my voice changed, I guess. But, finnnnneeeee. I'll do it. lol   And I won't laugh at you either.

erhail shall make excellent musics, I am sure. I attempted it this morning, and it was a shabby attempt. I came up with a melody for the lyrics, but sadly, couldn't find a time signature that fit it quite the way I wanted it to. (It wound up ending at a bizarre cross between a 4/4 and a 5/4.)


@Lolfail: I need to read that stuff. Today's been a bit busy for me, but I'll be sure to get everything read soon.




(also, random and unrelated to everything: I appear to have an attachment_modifier (in raws terms) to any music that contains a piano.)

[Mr Frog]

Mr Frog. There was something I had to ask you, but I don't recall it.

I had a witty response to this, but I forgot it.

If I'm singing, though, you're singing too. >.> It took me forever to talk myself into humming that little bit that's somewhere in the thread.

Of course! Besides, after hearing the unmitigated hilarity that is Mr Frog attempting to sing, you probably won't be nearly as afraid of embarrassing yourself.

And I'd love art. I'm curious about these high-quality visuals you speak of. There are a few places that sorely need a piece of art... like Urist and Vanya sharing their almost-kiss in the gorlak cave (seems like a pic-worthy moment).

Ugh. I wish I could grant this wish myself, but this sounds wayyyy too complicated to attempt to draw with a mouse.

[Reudh]

Talvieno, it's good to hear you're feeling better!

[Lolfail0009]

erhail shall make excellent musics, I am sure. I attempted it this morning, and it was a shabby attempt. I came up with a melody for the lyrics, but sadly, couldn't find a time signature that fit it quite the way I wanted it to. (It wound up ending at a bizarre cross between a 4/4 and a 5/4.)

*giggles* Ok, I see where you may or may not be confused because I cannot explain anything for shit (this has been proven IRL several times)

My username here is pronounced as you would expect it; Lol-fail. (If I could change said username to EightTimesNine, I would :/)
However, the character of mine named Lolfail's name is pronounced Er-hail.

...When I post my next Interlude chapter, I'll go through all my writing and Ctrl+H the names.

[Splint]

I'd offer my skills with a tablet for that piece mentioned earlier, but I... Splint no good with that sort of thing.

[Mr Frog]

I'd offer my skills with a tablet for that piece mentioned earlier, but I... Splint no good with that sort of thing.

Tablet! Yes! I should save money to get a tablet! THAT WOULD BE LITERALLY PERFECT. THERE WOULD BE NO END TO THE SHITTY FANART I'D POST.

Any advice/recommendations, Splint?

[Splint]

I really don't have any other than they're expensive (which is a given,) and that the one I've had is years old. I guess I'd recommend a wacom one, since mine's lasted me so long.

[CaptainMcClellan]

I really don't have any other than they're expensive (which is a given,) and that the one I've had is years old. I guess I'd recommend a wacom one, since mine's lasted me so long.

Seconded. Wacom is an excellent brand. Also, Mr Frog, I have to use a mouse or a vertical touch-screen to digital art. ( When I remember that I have it, that is. ) It's really not too bad and it lends itself to certain artistic styles quite well.

[Talvieno]

Well... I just recorded myself singing six different songs... after working up the nerve for it... annnnndddddd it turns out the mp3 player I was using to record has a bad mic, and it's all buzzy. 

edit: songs on the list were:

• Lights (ellie goulding)
• Percussion Drum (white rabbits)
• Mad World (gary jules)
• To Build a Home (the cinematic orchestra)
• You are the Moon (the hush sound)
• Kiss From a Rose (seal)

only Mad World and You are the Moon seem to have partially survived... probably because I was singing more quietly for those. Also, I shouldn't have listened to the recordings because my nerves came back after I had. lol

On the plus side...  I got a lot of work done with the story today. I had to rewrite a couple chapters after I discovered a plot hole, but that's a good example of why I keep chapters stockpiled and don't post them right after I finish them.