Yeah, but I wanted arcangelsd to post his last update first. Looks like that's not going to happen, so I'll update the OP and PM Cignus tomorrow.
Oops.
I'm very sorry, I was waiting for someone to claim the next turn to post my update, that is mainly composed of how the STFO work and what is the purpose of the FCN tower. I thought that if I posted it too soon, it might get lost inbetween the other posts, and i would like to the next overseer to read the thing, to know how to disarm the STFO if it gives too much trouble! I'll post the update right now, then.
FAILCANNON NEWSDear.. uhh.. surviving residents of Failcannon! I speak to you, not via telepathic emission at all, because, as you know, my new broadcasting tower has a very good acoustic! Yes, acoustic it is! The adamantine emitter does nothing at all! it does not keep you happy despite al the horrible news and deaths that we have suffered recently!
Except you Aussie you dirty traitorAnd now dear
citiz survivors,i'm gonna tell you about the magnificence of my new tower, even though you know because you were the ones that built it, not at all coerced fot my fantastic adamantine mind-warping machine, that is surely not installed at the top of this very tower!
Also, jumping out to another topic, given the perilous nature of our awesome ocean driller AKA STFO, I have decided to share the layout of the place with you, adjunting useful notes, in order to avoid tragic accidents like those that ocurred to Deathsword and Urist!
Also, I have a very, maybe the most important new ever given in this broadcast short history:
I, Arcangelsd, the dwarf that has kept you united and working, as the very best of the craftdwarves, like in the good old days of our mountainhomes, that has ordered built two of the most awe-inspiring landmarks in this town, resigns as the overseer of this place, to continue my work as the news broadcaster of this still-surviving, prospering community. Not at all to lie low because half of my speech consist of suspiciously specific denials, neither to mind control you to build sanity-destroying constructs, and definitely not at all because I don't trust none of you
morons.
So, the next
poor soul brave dwarf that volunteers as an overseer should take my advice, either in this broadcast as the ones told in my previous ones, seriously.
To sum up: have no fear of the fiends of the subterranean world, as their minds get confused and paralyzed in the warped sublevels of this
maze fortress!
Still, don't remove the walls marked with a note spelling "Quarantine walls", just in case.
Also, don't get disturbed about the unnaturally high number of foreigner dwarves that are lingering around our living rooms. They are liaisons, and totally harmless (as in they haven't gone insane yet), even the one that spends all his time lying on a table near Dariush'(s?) room.
Our dear mayor, Catalyst, is by now fine, trapped in her room, and more than happy to spook any fool that get too near to her room's windows.
About our trade agreements, don't even try to open the doors to let the traders in. It seems that somebody (maybe the elves, or that scoundrel Aussie) are in league with the goblins, that kill the dwarven caravans, and the suspiciously steel-clad kobolds that ambush and kill the human caravans. Elves are fine, though, but if I were you, I'd keep an eye on them. Maybe they aren't who they say to be! Elves that don't bring wood? Who in heavens are they trying to fool? They are spies!
Whatever. I'd say the best course of action with the elves would be to kill them all. If you don't mind the outrageous amount of garbage they leave, it is.
And with that, I say goodbye to my overseeing position, leaving it free to anyone brave enough to manage this fortress. Hee hee hee. Have luck with that.
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