User:GibMoniPls

GibMoniPls, Internet Tough Guy GibMoniPls has been quite content lately. He admired his own Avatar of Armok mod recently. He has been satisfied by work lately. He was forced to talk to somebody annoying lately. He is a casual worshipper of God. He is a citizen of the Commonwealth of Virginia. He is the expedition leader of the outpost Relicskin. He has the appearance of someone who is twenty years old. He is muscular. His short sideburns are neatly combed. His hair is brown. His eyes are green. He is incredibly tough and slow to tire, but he is quite susceptible to disease. GibMoniPls likes dwarf fortress, 4chan, the color green, and grizzly bears for their strength. When possible, he prefers to consume deer meat and cow cheese. He absolutely detests spiders. He has a natural inclination towards music and understands social relationships, but he would be unable to remember what he did yesterday. He is quick to anger. He can handle stress. He tends to avoid crowds. He is a risk-taker and a thrill-seeker. He admires tradition. He is not easily moved to pity. He is occasionally given to procrastination. He likes working outdoors and grumbles only mildly at inclement weather. A medium-sized creature prone to great ambition.

The Story of Relicskin (AKA Zombie Fortress)

Spring, 6:

• embarked into a haunted forest with 2 swordsdwarves for protection
• arrive on the bank of a small brook, next to a mountain
• immediately get attacked by 2 eagle zombies, which kill one of my wagon yaks
• swordsdwarves dispatch eagle zombies just as gate is finished (a glumprong door at this point)
• make a burrow encompassing my entire fortress, and order everyone inside
• last time my dwarves (other than woodcutters and broker) see the outside

Summer, 6:

• herd of zombie emus gather outside gate, things do not look good for my first caravans

Autumn, 6:

• foolishly butcher my last yak, sparking a flood of reanimated hair and skin for my dwarves to flee from
• spend the better part of the month frantically tanning and spinning the zombies

Winter, 6-Spring, 7:

• continued fighting undead yak skin
• made a bunch of rock crafts and cut gems
• no caravans or migrants have arrived yet, possibly because the emus are still outside my gate (still just a door)