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Quote from: GreatWyrmGold on September 19, 2012, 04:52:34 pm

Quote from: Chilton on September 19, 2012, 08:01:25 am

Quote from: GreatWyrmGold on September 18, 2012, 10:01:18 pm

Downside: Your dwarves are afraid of your moat. Get their eyes rotted first.

Youre implying the Dwarves would ever be going outside...

They start outside, don't they? Then there's caravans...

Yeah. They do start outside. They also start with a Wagon. Maybe We should all build little huts around the Wagon! In slightly more seriousness, once They go inside...
As for Caravans, who needs em.

There's also migrants. And who needs caravans? Anyone who has a map devoid of coal, flux, and/or iron ore.

Toady seems to like making frameworks for future expansion, then promptly diving into such future expansion, which leads to more expansion, etc, before stopping himself from finishing the game this update.

You start to plead, but the guards over the pit either don't understand you or are used to prisoners pleading. Finally someone crawls over to you and says, "If you earn enough karma, you might get out, and even if not you'll go to a better place. Now shut up and stop wasting your karma."

This sounds like an OK plan. The next day, they apparently decided that they learned all they needed to from you, so you got put in a normal work crew to haul stone out of the ground, where other prisoners had dug it (including Dodok and several other dwarves), to be turned into stuff by various other prisoners turned it into stuff. While pushing the minecart to the stockpile, you are interrupted by Eeaki. He is followed by a pair of disgruntled-looking elves, who watch as Eeaki jumps up and embraces you with ash-covered hands and grimy arms, knocking you over. They inform you that Eeaki was resisting all attempts to break, civilize, or dispose of him, in part due to his magic, so they decided to follow him and see where he went. He went to you and shows no intentions of leaving, unless pried off, so they're going to stop trying. Lucky you.

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah. You keep on living and working. It's not an enjoyable existence, but you accumulate good karma as well as contraband. You have gotten your goblet from the dwarven fortress retrieved, a personal cell (one of a few dozen in a big, hollow, dead tree...but at least it's personal!), and a stolen chunk of rock stuck onto a stick, useable as a basic knife. You've pleaded your case, but the elves don't seem to care. Trespassing, resisting arrest, unauthorized transfiguration, assault of an elven official...the crimes were numerous and, technically, true. You have started to worry about release, and hope for a chance to escape.
One evening, you hear a whisper from a fellow prisoner working in the mines--a goblin, but a fellow prisoner nonetheless. "Jailbreak at dusk. Bring your best weapons." You feel slightly conflicted. On one hand, if you told the elves about this, you'd net a bunch of karma, and trying to aid in a jailbreak would have a fair risk of, say, dying. On the other hand, if you escaped now...with Dodok and potentially others...Well, what will you do once the shift is over?

Goody.
Do you see Alexander Dark getting a shot at villainy...before the world is conquered by someone else?

Granted. You now have a Utahraptor in your bedroom.

That's not

in a secure enclosure.

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Granted. You cannot feed it and it starves. You now have a rotting mastodon in your house.

I wish I had a sefely-trained, declawed Utahraptor in a secure pen as a pet.

I think that, at least in savage biomes, there should be able to be trees as big as the biggest of RL trees without elven interference. Just a personal opinion.

Granted. You are captured and stuck in a zoo cage for your whole life.

I wish I had a Utahraptor in a secure enclosure.

Nothing. He's holding a meeting with himself to console himself about his losses.

What would Urist talk about in this meeting?