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Quote from: Taffer on March 25, 2016, 10:52:09 am

What an odd thread. The handful of people I've mentioned Dwarf Fortress to didn't care much. Let's not make Dwarf Fortress out to be some obscure, strange pastime that others somehow find weird and interesting. It's just a game.

It also happens to be an exceedingly important game, on many levels! There's nothing else quite like it.

I once told a new acquaintance about how all I ever really played was Dwarf Fortress. He replied with: "oh, you're one of those people." The car was dark but his tone implied eye-rolling. I'm still not sure what he meant, and since he ended up trying to convince me of the relative merits of polygamy I'm not certain that I care to know.

Already refuted:
The deep sea vent ecosystem, meanwhile, is much more localized, and does not exist as layers of progressive scavengers, just a single layer of animals all mixed together below an empty abyss.

Quote from: Starweaver396 on April 02, 2016, 03:39:57 pm

Quote from: Saiko Kila on April 02, 2016, 03:25:36 am

A cyclops has come to my fort. I was sure there will be deaths, since I don't have military yet, and many dwarves were in the field, collecting arrows after the last zombie siege. The cyclops speeded to the main entry, entered, and just four tiles before the cage traps grabbed one of my miner-girls. He removed her shirt (I don't want to think what for) and grabbed her hip. But somehow she released herself and jumped away, a couple of times. Then the cyclops tried to hit her, but the shot was effortlessly deflected with the pick again and again. The cyclops changed tactics once more, and charged. Both tumbled next to the cage trap, so close...

But that wasn't the best choice of action for the cyclops: the miner hit him in the hand with a pick, this fractured the bone and the big guy lost consciousness. At the same time two other miners came to help, and all three of them started bashing the cyclops in the head. He even regained consciousness for a while, surely to contemplate on his sinful deeds. It took 29 hits of copper and iron picks to end his misery.

I was slightly surprised that the miners started attacking the enemy without hesitation (the two other miners were running towards him even before the tumble), not being military and all. But this shows that hard work forms your character.

Lucky for you that miners use the mining skill for their picks-as-weapons fighting.

Perhaps a master miner doesn't see the enemy at all, they see a odd type of vein they have never seen before so they rush there immediately.

Someone I know has found the main difference between pet dogs and pet cats.

You give a dog affection, food, and a place to stay, therefore you are God.

You give a cat affection, food, and a place to stay, therefore they are God.

Went to the vet yesterday and discovered that their office had acquired a "therapy cat". This big black cat just sorta wanders around the reception area, casually sauntering up to people and their animals to say hello and receive petting. Probably the calmest, friendliest cat I've ever seen, which probably goes a long way towards being an impromptu therapist.