Bay 12 Games Forum

As subject states, I've been gone for a while. The last time I played was .07 Now its .14. If anyone could fill me in or show me a place where I can check out the newest updates that would be great.

I always wanted doors with character specific locks. In adventure mode this could mean keys. So I could go to a door q, then something like n or p then assign someone(s) to use that door only. Just like workshop profiling.

Also I wish we could name levers. So we don't forget. We can name beds and armor stands and such but not levers.

Df wiki doesn't say.

Never tried pumping before.
Simply because I've never needed to, or never understood tutorials.

So I was wondering if anyone could tell me how to pump magma from 161z levels down, up to around 0 or 3z levels.

Never had this kinda problem before.
Aaron is asking for silk cloth! body parts! and logs!

I have an overabundance of cloth, both silk, and plant.
I have thread of both types too.
I have tons of logs.
But no body parts yet. Carlos hasn't slaughtered that dog.

Is it because of the body parts?
all the stuff is just tiles away from him. and he already has 3 things of silk.

It was the body parts! Thank you Carlos!

I'm not a philosopher but bear with me.

Just finished a huge conversation with Outcast Orange. went on for 4 hours I believe.
Either way, the end of it was the Meaning of life. He said he Survives to be Happy.
I say I survive to survive.

Its basic logic too. As he put it, we're all machines. Programmed to survive.

I am programmed to find survival for my Species. He wants to find Happiness for himself.
If any of you are programmers, imagine it like this:

Survival is the grand scheme
each case is a way to find survival.
so an example of a case is eat food.
But to eat food I must get food.
To get food I must look for food.
To look for food I must move.
To move I must have the ability.

And so on. There are Billions or trillions of different cases for finding survival.
One of them includes getting Outcast to not kill him self by living in a box being happy for the rest of his life. How ever long that may be.

If he is living in a box, he is not surviving or forwarding survival of the species. So he must either be convinced or killed, or some other way to get him to forward his species's survival.

All in all, I want to hear all you your debates about the meaning of life.
But we can't have it getting out of hand. There is no right or wrong answer.
Only other people who are programmed differently.

So in the cul-de-sac outside my house, me and my two sisters, and the two kids across the street have been digging tunnels in the snow mountain.

Well today one of the neighbors asked us what the name of the mountain was.
This got me thinking of Civics class. I could make my own village.

So I did. We are a Communist society. Our village name is New Moscow. We live in Mount Moscow. We consist of 5 members. 3 males and 2 females. We speak Russian and English. We use the Cyrillic alphabet.

Sounds pretty stupid huh? Well it's awesome.

Pictures from 2-7-10!
This is the west side, it is the main side. The hole on the left is the main hole, the one on the right is now finished and is expanding.

This is an indent we plan to expand with, the entrance is to the left of this picture. It is the hole on the left of the first picture. Above this one is the tunnel to the top.

This is to the right of the indent. This leads upward in a slope towards the first two holes. The first two holes now lead to the main igloo hole on the east side, (no picture of east side yet.)

This is the tunnel leading directly upwards. It is in the main tunnel.

This is the tunnel leading to the tunnel on the right on the first picture, which is now fully carved out, (finally got out that giant piece of ice.), we are now expanding that tunnel.

This is looking out of the left tunnel on the first picture. This is the main tunnel. Above me is the tunnel leading straight up. To the right is the indent. to the left are the tunnel to the old tunnels, and the tunnel on the right in the first picture.