*puts relaxing SoundSense music while playing*
*remembers the stuff that happened on Doomforests*
*closes SoundSense, opens YouTube*
*metal plays on the background while playing*
It beginsHhhhhhhhng... I feel like I had not payed attention to anything that happened in the fort until today, when I was given the
rutile hat and crowned Overseer for the third time. I was too busy beating the crap out of evil things and engraving
mostly engraving to notice the important things that went on.
I seem to have my mailbox full of letters from a knight guy about a demonic force in the fort that goes by the name of "Don Pedro". I think I should take care of this later.
Now... Let's take a look at my fortress...
OH MY ARMOK THIS ISN'T A CLUSTERFUCK ANYMORE
Well, it is, it's just less clusterfuck-ish than before...
I mean, it's weird to see the floor not covered in blood for a change, and what is that axle doing there? I'm afraid to touch it, because for what I know, this could either be a mechanism to lower a bridge, or a doomsday device that will collapse the mountain.
Well, let's get into ruling!
Gah... I... Feel like if the world stopped for a second... And now I somehow feel that everything goes... Slowly...
Eh, probably something weird in the plump helmets I ate.
((4 FPS))
Looking throught the fort's ledgers, I see that we have the same ghost we had back when I was doing stuff. Good to see you too, Bembul!
Now... What to do? Apart from memoralizng that fucker Bembul, this fort seems quite self-sufficient. I'll see if there are any problems around.
EW.
YOU STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY FORTRESS. YOU AND YOUR OTHER FOUR FRIENDS!
Also, how can you break something when you are made out of *hurk* vomit!? Wouldn't you just unite the two parts again?
Fucking blob of (I'd assume) Nifih's vomit, I'll cut you if you touch my engraved walls!
Also, we seem to have a rotting dinosaur in our...
Our...
wotWHAT!?
Why
every single time I have to oversee this place there's a part of it walled off with an abomination waiting for us at the other side!?
Also, that was MY room back then around 20ish years ago...
I'll send the guys down there to take the lizard out of its misery. I mean, it's rotting alive, what could
possibly go wrong? Not like it's a roundhouse-kicking spider or anything. Come on, guys! Let's take the monster down!
"The Order of the Ale". Oh! Those are the knights that were mailing me! Allright! I'll send thee on a holy quest to
put a dying lizard out of its misery. Send it back to the hellhole it came, my valiant knights! Go!
I think they'll be good enough fighters. Their name is promising. Everybody knows that a dwarf fights better when drunk!
No, wait. Don't go. The butlers are closer.
I mean, sure, there are only two of them, but we are talking about a dying dinosaur in a terminal state of necrosis, so I bet they'll do just fine!
...
One is asleep, the other is training.
Okay, guys, take your time! I don't care about my old house getting filled with rotten dinosaur skin!
Wankers.
Oh... I see! The entirety of Astville is locked up and open to the caverns!
Heh...
May I ask WHY!?
You know what? I'll... I'll just leave it like it is, fuck it! I'll just make a tombstone for asshole Bembul.
What do you mean you could not find a path? It's easy! It's just 6527982901617049379089083678 steps downwards!