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Make a huge board. Over the whole fortress.

Nazi science!

The police arrive for Light, who uncharacteristically remains silent, still staring at Tomcat. It's kinda unnerving. Could he...that's insane. Of course, so is he.

Guys, there's a big all-consuming vortex. Do you not care?

I just started. I have a bunch of trees, a plain, and hell I'll tweak worldgen so I get a volcano.

Quote from: arkhometha on October 04, 2012, 06:17:56 pm

Quote from: GreatWyrmGold on October 04, 2012, 05:51:06 pm

1. They only reanimate every week or so. Unless it's a necromancer, in which case kill the necromancer.
2. There is no "wood," there's just "oak wood," "fungi wood," "ash wood," "glumprong wood," "wagon wood," etc. It's how DF is coded, and if a dwarf requires wagon wood you can knock over a wagon for it.

1.I was talking about necromancers.
2.I know DF has various types of woods. Wagon wood is a generic as wood, should be "oak wood," "fungi wood," "ash wood". Or at least I think it should be this way. Having do destroy a caravan to get a specific resource (like wagon stone) doesn't sound like a feature.

I'm pretty sure dwarves never need a particular type of wood: any kind will do, be it from nether-cap or wagons.

They can, however, like it. It can help...

Type "Terraform Mars" into the laptop.

There we go, problem solved. Unless I fumbled the typing. In that cases, things will probably become exponentially worse.

You type [2] "Terragorn Lars." Lars gets turned into planet-sized gorn. Eww...

Firstly, I have bacon powers, and as everyone knows, bacon can do anything.

Secondly, I would really like to see a organized baconic presense I will continue until I suceed.

CONVINCE WARRING BACON ENTITIES TO MOVE TO MARS FOR THE REDNESS
ESTABLISH BACON BASED MARTIAN COLONY. REQUIREMENTS INCULDE A BACON SCENTED AIR DOME.
TYPE IN EARTH-LIKE ATMOSPHERE.

[3] A few Bacon Separatists move to Mars before you are deemed a mad former prophet. [4] There is a new Martian colony made of bacon, [1] and then the colonists get hungry...

Respawn next to computer.

[3] You are now within 30 feet of the Laptop.

Control someone telepathically to type "1000 Urists Plump Helmet Wine"

[5] You control killerhellhound to type [1-1] some gibberish. The Laptop is consumed in a vortex of nonsense. Whoops...

GM Turn:
Everyone flees the vortex! [4,3,5,1] Except for mutant Gordon Ramsay, who accidentally charges into it.
Everyone who needs to breath air dies! Respawn?
The vortex consumes the block...

Offer them a decent salary. With the economy these days, there's probably plenty of college graduates and such unemployed and willing to work cheap. They might not know anything more useful than art history or why they were laid off, but they'll be good for grunt work.