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Quote from: Lycaeon on November 29, 2012, 03:34:12 pm

rehabilitate

Riiiiiighht...

"I Love Stable-Tec. Work Is Good and Good Is Work. Arise ,Proletariat. I Feel Special."

Slave traders occasionally bring feral ghouls for trade. I haven't decided if this is a bug or feature yet.

Hostile or not?

Amusingly, those so-called anti-mechine rifles are doing diddly squat to my Protectapony guards. Those poor steel rangers, wasting ammo on a armored target.

Oh shit. A feral unicorn reaver just completely destroyed my security team; all three went at him, and in about five seconds all three were dead. Whatever the hell it was, I really don't think it was worth the small amount of salvage I got from the expedition.

Robots arn't too good against them either, as my two shattered Protectaponies would tell you. There even worse to deal with when you get a Pegasus.

Honestly, after a quick look into the RAW's, I dread a chance encounter with a Minotaur reaver. Sweet Celestia, Lycaeon, do you dislike viable forts?

Diary 4

The settlement is coming along. Mal has yet to rise from her mood. Pity, I missed our talks. Patience is attempting to get out into the open and help us work, but I know she is simply making up for her mistake. I refuse to fall for it.

I herald good news: Winter has brought its bounty! Praise the Gods! Indeed, the couple I talked to were quite like-minded and are of good standing. The sort I hope will take charge of this settlement when the time is right. Not only that, one of the local Yaks has given birth. I do not think she has named the little one yet, bovines are odd that way, but considering the time of his birth I am going to request him to be named Thaw. A fitting name, if I say so myself, and the first sentinent birthed in this settlement must have some sort of honer.


Diary 5

Ghar help me, Spinnerete is adorable. Having learned that she enjoyed the local rum, I snuck off with a portune of it and slowly created a great silk container for the brew. While I simply called it a Hearths Warming Eve present (of which no one in this Gergforsaken place seems to care about), she looked at me and blushed so badly she resembled a orange. Perhapes it is time to, say, open up the web. Perhapes, as a miner, I could lay claim to a moderate-sized chamber underground for myself and possibly Spinner? Actualy, Lodestone and his wife might appreciate a gift of sorts as well. Perhapes I do need to talk with our supposed leader.

Unfortunatly, I must end this on a sour note: Migrents. Not only that, but not a single...typical couple in sight. Alas, I even spotted one of my slippy kin married to one of those betenticaled faux-unicorns. I mean, what could possibly...ug. I mean, I enjoy Mal's company and all, but realy now?

The thing I am digging most about the robots is that a fort (stable?) can now have constent outside protection in irradiated areas without risk to one's chubby equines. Also, I wonder how well they hold up to a Hellhound sneak-attack.

 

Dairy 3

Mal is acting odd. Sad, honestly. The dining room looks fine, however, and he is still mining as good as ever, so she's doing a fine job rising above her roots. The fact that somepony's are twidding there hooves for the chance to carve some images into the walls sickens me, however. Luckaly, with the bridge and the snow coming in, we can leave such fools outside before they even come in! But that is for later, of course, but we simply must set up some sort of "the rest is scribbled out"

 What foolishness has Patience gotten herself into! Two weeks outside, trapped in the snow! A Celestial! The settlement could have been distroyed! Truly, the only way this town can survive is with the assistance of a Underlord, for a pretty prancing princess of Dromide's stock cannot save herself from the ice and frost! Unless she can preform some great act, I am going to gather my fellow Ashlers and attempt to form a protest.
But later, of course. Nothing must stop the rate at which we are taming the settlement at. However, the moment we are fully stocked and ready, I do hope the others will assist me in what needs to be done. Mal has risen beyond her roots already and is a true Cave pony, dispite her genetics, and the Draltha couple looks like they can be recruted to the cause. Sweet Spinner, alas, has little idea of what might plauge us in the future, but hopefuly will develope such feelings in time.

Ah, the main past say's that that dwarf was unclaimed.

I will take any old dwarf then. Name it (me?) Pokonic.