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Hey, neat, my old idea is being worked on!

Yeah, other than that.

I'd like to make it so that good regions ressurect dead things.

Here's the interaction I've guessed at:
[INTERACTION:GOOD_RESSURECTION]
[I_SOURCE:REGION]
[IS_REGION:GOOD_ONLY]
[IS_REGION:SAVAGE_ALLOWED]
[IS_REGION:ANY_TERRAIN]
[IS_FREQUENCY:100]
[I_TARGET:A:CORPSE]
[IT_LOCATION:CONTEXT_REGION]
[IT_AFFECTED_CLASS:GENERAL_POISON]
[IT_REQUIRES:FIT_FOR_ANIMATION]
[IT_FORBIDDEN:NOT_LIVING]
[I_EFFECT:RESURECT]
[IE_TARGET:A]
[IE_INTERMITTENT:WEEKLY]

If I'm not mistaken, this means that, every week, a bunch of corpses would be resserected in all good areas. Is this right? If not, what did I screw up?

Well-put, NW_Kohaku. DF could be on Steam, but Toady doesn't want to.
Oh, and how many Steam subscribers would want to play DF that aren't already?

Logem

We ate the skin, we're so hungry. Eventually, we got meat. Smells like elf, though. We got a bunch of other stuff, too.
I spend my free time listening at the wall. Sounds like all four of them are up and moving, along with Rith's hand and a few shells or something. And the carp, and the turtles...
The cat's still alive, although something hit it a couple times. Same with a horse--I think it tried to crush a shell.
Poor Rigoth needs some consoling. Rith was her best friend, Kosoth her only other one, and she lost both. I was Kosoth's friend, too, but I guess it hit Rigoth harder. Well, as the expedition leader of Channeleddawn, I will console Rigoth until she can work again.

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Just wanted to get this wrapped up for tonight.

I don't think anyone's made the plague-bearing rats yet. Maybe a rare (one in every 20-100?) caste of rats that has a neat bite thingy (like bees, but without the dying) to inject the initial plague-causing stuff. It's not very realistic, but meh.

Also make big (cavy- to cat-sized?) rats that have bites with more...!!interesting!! syndromes, like ones that kill while making the dwarf stronger and crazy, or ones that turn them into ratmen, or which make them accidentally raise any corpses they come near. All contagious to varying degrees, of course. Heh, Fun.

Kosoth's "journal":
I decided to spend my last hours doing what I love: fishing. My total, here at Hellshole, as I like to call it, is four brook lampreys, a couple perches, three mussels, and a steelhead trout. Mobwebbed is aproaching. I'm not likely to be able to do anything else in peace, so I might as well see how well the trout's named.
...Ah, hell, I can't do it. Thank Bal* the other turtle hasn't crossed the river yet.
Now the owl's back. I can't not do anything. We need to act. I'm calling Tobul and Bim to arms. I call the sword...hell, there's no time, not even time to eat. No. Damn. Time. Bim's keeping her axe, though. Took down the owl corpse, again...and Mobwebbed is chilling by the pond over there...Maybe I will try for that sword...

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Logem
We're seeing if we can get the guy offering us the stuff for a sacrifice appeased soon. We (specifically, Mafol) made our fist appeasal today.
And what do we get?
A goblin-cap log.
Think. What can we get from logs? Wood. From wood? Well, maybe more gifts, which will be vital unless we want to try our luck with turning the cats or dogs into food and crafts before they turn into undead, but also importantly, we can turn wood into a screw pump, which we can use to try and get through the aquifer, which lets us get to the caverns and maybe sever our contact with this damn power.

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Kosoth

Rith's moving again. One of the horses is pawing at the stone wall to try and get in. Bim collapsed from exhaustion, she didn't last long. One punch and she died. It really...sucks. Tobul's distracting Rith "Equaledfrill." The carp corpse showed up, stopping me from getting a much-needed last drink. The carp corpse, who killed another carp, too, broke a couple of my limbs. I'm dying...Rith's probably killed Tobul...it's over. Logem's** gonna need to lead pretty well...

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Logem

I'm hungry, so hungry. The others didn't care much for authority, so I appointed myself manager and bookkeeper. Hell, I hope this gets better soon.
I heard Kosoth's dying whimper. I decided to call whatever killed her Roundedechoes.
Something's scraping on the walls. It knows we're here...I wonder who it is. Rith? Kosoth? Bim? Maybe Tobul? One of the critters? Some new horror, maybe a mussel shell? Urvad*** knows what it could be.
I hear some wild boars snorting around up-top. I wonder what they're doing, and if any of them will die. If they do, will they leave? I hope so.
I finished building mechanisms for the new thingy--I was a mechanic before joining the Mason's Guild, to try and bridge the gap between the guilds--and Rigoth's getting to work. We're working on getting food. Hopefully...maybe...we could survive.
...Skin chops? What the hell?

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What the hell, indeed. Let's try that again, neh?

*Bal Baerdedsuns, associated with fishing, water, and fish. Kinda redundant.
**Side note: I guessed right. Logem really got chosen.
***Urvad the Constructive Coal, goddess of crafts and metals.