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Author Topic: The World of Dwarvemon - Succession Fortress of Pocketball (ENDED)  (Read 59700 times)

Glass

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Quote from: engraving
two billion one hundred forty-seven million four hundred eighty-three thousand six hundred forty-seven dwarves
What.

How did it decide on so specific a number?
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Glass is, as usual, correct.
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I'm gonna say we go with whatever Glass's idea is.

Beirus

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I'm kind of disappointed I don't have a title, but also glad because it seems like everything that earns a title dies shortly after.

Also, my bite totally would have turned the werebison back into a dwarf if my beard was whole. Damn upper lip missing.
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Because everything is Megaman when you have an arm cannon.

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Beirus

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Hey Nopal, any chance I could request a drawing of me biting the werebisonbouffalant?

Whenever you happen to feel up to it, of course. Best of luck recovering.
« Last Edit: July 13, 2017, 09:44:16 pm by Beirus »
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Because everything is Megaman when you have an arm cannon.

Paddywagon Man

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Also my depression came back so there will not be pictures on the new overseer's first update... sorry.
Uh... here's some old art remakes.[/size]

Aw, sorry to hear that Nopal! All the best in getting through, I know how much it can suck.

And no need to apologize for not drawing for the next overseer, you've done a wonderful job of giving fort character already. Take as long as you need.
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Shidoni

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Sorry, Shidoni. :(

S/he died defending the fort from a random threat that popped up with no warning. What more can a non-military dwarf's companion hope for?

I'm sure as heck not selecting one of the Tauros for a new one, though. :-P
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(I wasn't getting notifications again, do they stop if you don't post constantly?)
Spring's arrived, turn over. Next is FirePhoenix11 or if anyone steps up to play.
Sorry, I'm rather busy right now and can't do a turn.
A professor must tend to his work.
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Paddywagon Man

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I could do the turn, but I'm a bit busier now than during my first turn, so expect a very long year if I do take it.

If anybody else steps up I'll let them take it, otherwise I'll take it in a few days maybe.

EDIT: Actually, looks like I'll be even busier than I expected, and won't be able to do much DF for at least a week. Somebody else feel free.
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Zefermcdwarfpants

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10/10
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"Men! On my count!"
"Wait!" A waitress comes running out from the kitchen. "He is the new leader!"
"Why should we believe you?"
The waitress picks up the plate of waffles, and hands it to the man.
"The flag is in the waffles."
"Oh. That works then." Zefer becoming Leader of IHOP

Beirus

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Hey Nopal, any chance I could request a drawing of me biting the werebisonbouffalant?
Sorry for the delay
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Thanks Nopal, I'll keep in it my Awesome Dwarf Fortress Moments folder.
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Because everything is Megaman when you have an arm cannon.

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Well I got a day off and it doesn't look like anybody else is taking the save, so I'm taking it now. Fair warning, you might want to expect a long turn.

I will do seasonal updates this time rather than the year-long mess I posted last time though.
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Well, I'm back in charge, after a whale of a year. Things could be better - I was kicked off of my throne, nearly died in a firestorm, and to top if off there are demons running amok in my beautiful Gulpin tomb. And those ungrateful beggars killed my pet necromancer! Without him we have to train the old-fashioned way, and it's much harder to find an excuse to kill the annoying bards in the tavern.

Still, if anybody can right this mess, it's me - Paddywagon Man, rightful Baroness (through threats of violence) of Pocketball.

I start by taking stock of our situation.



Things seem a lot more stable than at the beginning of my first reign, demons or no. We've got plenty of food and booze, and the demons are contained for a moment. Still... I might need to do something about my equipment orders.



The last overseer ordered me to only wear adamantine armour. And I appreciate it, I really do - some unbreakable metal between me and those demons certainly couldn't hurt. But telling me to wear adamantine armour isn't the same as telling the rest of the militia to set some aside for me.

So I'm training mostly naked and covered in sweat. I can feel the other soldiers ogling me. For Armok's sake, this isn't dignified at all! Our famed military has turned into the cast of a low-budget porno!

I run off, a little embarrassed, to put on some copper armour while I wait for more adamantine to be smelted.

Still, while wardrobe malfunctions are one thing, the fight against the demons takes precedence. It's time to turn my efforts that way. I'm really quite impressed with my predecessor's handling of the demon invasion - we've got them fully contained and have taken back most of our lost territory. But I'm not content with containment - I want to make them bleed.



I locate the two best places to set an ambush and count our assets. We have five Galvantulas - by protecting them with fortifications, we can adequately cover both ambush points while still keeping a breeding pair back in case of disaster. I order digging and construction to commence, though it will likely be some time before the trap is sprung. To hurry things along I draft a good number of out-of-work dwarves as emergency mechanics.

The beginning of my second reign is heralded by an old friend coming by to visit.


Stungin! How ya doing?

The little dear has come by again to check up on us. I wish I spoke his language, so I could tell him about what a tumultuous year we've had. Because I know that, no matter what befalls the dwarves of Pocketball, Stungin will always be there to tell the world about our rise and fall.

Although, somewhat oddly, he seems to be covered in my blood. It's a little unnerving.



Stungin leaves as quickly as he came. I'll miss him, the adorable rascal.

Meanwhile on the dwarven smut network: Vixen Noblewomen of Pocketball!



At least I'm not naked anymore. This has been a very demeaning start to the year.

I decide that if I'm going to be overseeing the fortress, the ungrateful louts had better know it. I need a title! I go to Mayor Astesh to talk about having me re-instated as baroness.

He hums and hahs for a bit, explaining that appointments to the nobility are beyond his power as an elected official, and that because of a bookkeeping error I'm legally dead. It's clear I'm not going to get much out of Mayor Astesh. But running roughshod all over democracy is the mandate of nobility, is it not?

So look at me, Astesh.



I'm the mayor now.

(It isn't baroness but I'll take what I can get)



The next piece of excitement is the invasion of a forgotten beast into our caverns. A year ago this would have been momentous and terrifying. But now Siga Leto shares the caverns with creatures far more ancient and fearsome.

With a roar of challenge, a Flare Spectre named Spitfroth corners him and begins spitting flames.

 

The battle is one-sided, the Flare Spectre mercilessly burning and pummeling the Forgotten Beast until nothing remains but blood and ash.

This somewhat galvanizes my efforts to strike back against the demons. I angrily order the first of the two traps sprung.



An incompetent surgeon is sent to tear down the wall separating the demons from the centre of the fort. A Galvantula has been set up in a tiny fortress, traps all about. A door and drawbridge have been set up farther down the corridor to hold back the onrushing demons should the traps fail.

FirePhoenix11 himself pulls the lever to seal poor Asob in the trap corridor. The fortress, minus Asob, is safe. Now let's see how effective the traps are.
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Paddywagon Man

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Good news and bad news as my reign continues into the second month.

The bad news is that the trap corridor was a pretty dramatic failure.



The Galvantula webbed them like planned, but I didn't account for the gouts of flame coming from the Flare Spectres. The scorching deluge melted most of the weapons in the traps, causing them to deconstruct, and killed the Galvantula as well.

We killed one Flare Spectre and one Brute of Waste, and caged a Snail Fiend and a Boiling Banshee. 4 demons down at the cost of a galvantula, the aesthetics of our main fortress level, and a whole pile of weapons. Oh, and Asob, who was cut into 6 pieces by one of our own traps



Still, failure is just another word for learning experience. A round of adamantine battleaxes has been ordered - rather than a stack of low-grade copper weapons, the new round of weapon traps will each feature a single unmeltable blade. Digging for the second trap has begun, and I've prepared a second surprise - A large chunk of rock to be dropped through the ceiling and crush the demons as they flood the corridor.


The good news is - two new Mimikyu!

The elves brought one, and we trapped a second. Redmagecole, consider this your thanks for the fine job in guiding the fortress through the demon incursion.

Also on the elven caravan was that most rare of Pokemon, a Larvitar. It will take a long time to grow, but I can see its potential already. Truly a war beast fit for a king.

I turn myself towards the running of the fortress as the elves make their way back to their forests.
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