You're only getting 4FPS? I was getting 18 - 20 during my turn. Try turning up the processor priority. Also, metal is the only appropriate music for anything.
EDIT: Forgot to mention: The archive has officially begun! Year one was completed earlier today. It has all OOC removed, as my one friend is too stupid to understand the thread with the OOC included. Link is below.
https://drive.google.com/open?id=0B0yyjT9zt6A_ZWFJVFRtdWRXR0U
I do intend to make one with OOC included, at a later date.
I'll try to see if cranking the priority up will work. Also, nice archive! Maybe comebody could put it on lparchive like it happened with Boatmurdered and Headshoots.
I cranked the priority up to above normal.
The game is now 3-4 fps...
Yeah.
Journal of Mate the 888th, High Inquisitor/Engraver-in-chief/overseer of DoomforestsThe world seems slower than usual, but ok, I can live with that.
While I look at some engravings not made by me, I see that most of them are showing night trolls killing dwarves in this very place.
The thing is, and I asked before (and probably got answered and forgot), what the hell happened with all the trolls? I mean, if this was some sort of war between some dwarven clan or clans and the trolls living on this area, then why isn't there any engravings of dwarves slaying trolls? Or if they were killed by someone else, why aren't there engravings of that someone slaying the monsters? Did they die out somehow? Did they just leave the hills? Or are they somewhere around here, and we still haven't noticed?
Also, on a separate note, one of the forgotten things is indulging in some minor troglodyte genocide down in the caverns.
The elves came. Our fort's opinion of them is quite neutral, compared to that of the rest of the Town of Stronking, mostly because we have lots, and I mean LOTS of other things to hate that are not marksman hippies.
While the elves casually meander towards the fortress, our favourite Klansman, Dark Two, has been attacked!
While this is worrying, at least I'll be able to see this dwarf warrior fight and--
Hey! Stop screaming at that fucking bird and STAB IT ALREDY!
Face of... It's a fucking BIRD! AND IT'S NOT EVEN HERE ANYMORE, IT FLEW AWAY!
While the buzzard keeps annoying everyone in the old fort, the elves are shocked by the smell and the amount of vomit that has gathered in the surface. Sorry! After several years of not seeing the sun, it's hard to control ourselves. I tried to send some guys to clean, but they just vomited even more!
The elves have arrived. One of them looks particularily weird.
Are you SURE you are an elf, miss? Because you look more like a
German northern human woman to me...
I mean, not to offend her, but even if she was raised by the elves, how did she get so fat? What did she had to eat in order to-- oh.
OH.
Ew. Cannibalism is bad, kids.
WELL, ignoring that
slightly disturbing fact, I'll send our broker, Edem, to trade with the elves!
Wait... Edem...
What the fuck are you doing, Edem?
Most importantly, though, where are you STANDING ON, Edem!?
Are you aware of the fact that levitation is heresy, Edem?
Yeah. That's what I tought.
Now, get out of those farms and go trade with those elves, because your fiery death may or may not be depending on how well do you trade with the hippies today!