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Cage traps wont work on Forgotten Beasts. Or any other generated megabeast, as they ALL have the [TRAPAVOID] tag. From the massive amount of scars on that puppy, I'm guessing he cant bleed to death. So next beast thing, drop a rock on him and his compatriot.

Here is update 1:

Journal of Saber Idarban, Saborian:
1st of Granite, 271-
In the months prior to today, after I had arrived to Murdermachines, I decided to survey this fortress and see what was going on and such. Today I finished my assessment and I have only a few words to say about the general state of the fortress.

What. The. FUCK?!

The entire place is littered with trash, corpses, more trash, MORE corpses, and even more trash. In my past life, I visited some messy dwarven fortresses before, but THIS place is just UGLY. Anyway, I've decided, from this moment on, I'm going to do all I can to help clean up this place. I suppose I should also help improve living conditions. I'll decide later.

6th of Granite, 271-
There isn't much going on in the fortress at the moment, other than a goat giving birth. A couple of dwarfs claim to have heard the sounds of fighting and screams in the cavern. Odd. I may look into it later. Anyway, I've ordered the smelters to start- well- smelting ore. I will also be looking for suitable recruits for the military, if any.

On another note, I've noticed that many of the residents of Murdermachines are scarred, missing some limb, or have broken bones. Not just in the military, but in civilians as well. I mean, Fungin the miner is missing her entire right arm. I suppose this should be expected, since this place is a vortex of death and madness.

15th of Granite, 271-
I found a pond being drained into a valley area for no obvious reason.
Clearly, whoever did this is a evil mastermind hellbent on flooding the world. While I was looking at the draining pond, I saw some raven people fly overhead. I think one of the women winked at me. I'm going to have nightmares after that...

Anyway, I'm amazed at Murdermachines wealth, productiveness, and military strength. I had the bookkeeper give me an estimate on the total wealth of the fortress, and it was something like 11,000,000! The fortess is as ugly as an donkey and as insane as you can imagine, but DAMN we are productive.
Nothing much is going on still. The quiet disturbs me... I have a feeling something bad shall happen in the near future.

22nd of Granite, 271-
I swear, this fortress is a deathtrap. Today I saw a very startling sight. Two Forgotten beasts were idling reletively near the bedrooms in the first cavern.
They seemed to be communicating, possibly plotting the downfall of this fortress. I am not going to have that. From the looks of it, something can be build over them, such as a wall. A wall could be the DOWNFALL of THEM! AHAHAHA!

...This fortess is getting to me. I've ordered my fellows to begin constuction. The end for the Beasts is near.
End of page

If by "itching to play" you meant "praying to Phenax that I can make my mind get through it" then yes I was.

Win/win I guess. And here is a little back story to start off my turn for shits and giggles:

Journal of Saber Idarban, Saborian:
I remember the abyss. The cold dark abyss nearly everyone at Murdermachines escaped from. I remember seeing all the lost souls drifting aimlessly.
 
I remember being one of them.

Back when I was alive, I was a fierce warrior of the proud Saborian race that inhabited the world of Kar Nalish. Me and my pack, it was our duty to hunt great beasts that threatened the tribe. I've fought many terrible things, Dragons, Hydras, a couple of Feral Demons. I sacrificed my life to end one of those demons.

But now I look upon a beast that puts all the others to shame. A beast that even those in the abyss spoke about in hushed whispers, as if they were afraid it would attack if you spoke its name to loudly.

They called the beast, The Voidgod. And they called its lair, Murdermachines.

When I first heard of this "Voidgod", I dismissed him as some fairy tale. But the damned souls in the abyss could not shut up about this legendary warrior. Finally, my Saborian blood got the better of me, and I charged off to test this Voidgod for myself, to see who was the better warrior.

After some wandering around, I found a vortex in the abyss. A beacon to the blood-soaked lands of Murdermachines. I plunged straight in, hoping to find suitable host. Just as I found one, I heard him. I heard the Voidgod's laughter, and suddenly I was ripped away from the host I chose and into another. I still remember the scream of the previous occupant of the body as I merged into it.

When I opened my eyes, my new living eyes, I saw the Voidgod staring at me with a smug look on his face. As I tried to approach him, I fell over my own short legs. Thats when I realized what the Voidgod had done.

First, I was a Dwarf. Secound, I was holding a BABY. Third, I was a WOMAN! Of all things, a WOMAN! The Voidgod then pulled me to my feet, and said:

"Welcome to Murdermachines."

I guess yours if you want it. I mean, you've already downloaded it.

I'd do it, except I've never done a succession fort before. .____.

Well.. I just leave it there...

Sparring with a chaos god must be normal in Murdermachines.

I'm going to download save and take a look around if no one minds.

EDIT: Ok so I cracked open the file and I found that Anima has a mutual GRUDE with my son:
And the fort is a flubbing mess.

Sadly, I'm afraid this will require a heroic sacrifice. Unfortunately, being as I'm on the side of Order, that will probably make me the first to die. Especially as I'm the Sheriff.

There are hero's in Murdermachines?

So, will the Void God become a thrall, then?

C'est la vie!

We are fucked six ways to Sunday if that happens.

That patriarch put the moves on Anima, flashing its jiggly bits at him. Anima was so aroused that he wanted to make love to it. But then, the other dwarfs saved Anima from becoming a Void daddy by killing the patriarch before foreplay could occur. Many years later, Anima will be haunted by dreams of what could have been with the patriarch, and will forever grieve his departed lover.

I aint even touching that.

WHY DID YOU EVEN WRITE THIS!?!?

You're both welcome.
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