Posts Tagged ‘The Song of Onionbog’

The Song Of Onionbog, Pt 4: Fascism & War

By Quintin Smith on September 30th, 2010.

Don't worry about the turtles in the corner. They're dead. I think.

Onionbog is booming. Booming like a stinking, sulphurous deep-sea crater, emitting stinking hot burps on a regular basis. But I’m no fool. That’s why I’m building defenses. To keep my lovely hole in the ground safe.

I love this place. I hate this place. I’ll hate to see it fall. I’d love to see it fall.
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The Song Of Onionbog, Pt 3: Turtle Biscuits

By Quintin Smith on September 28th, 2010.

In which I make biscuits, make money, and begin making sense of things before something happens that makes me say “What the fuck” many, many times.

To clarify, what I’m trying to do with Onionbog is tell a story that’s also a basic introduction to how Dwarf Fortress works and what it’s like to play. There’s too much talk about how inaccessible DF is. What happens if you try and fumble your way through the game after only a few hours spent browsing tutorials? Onionbog is what happens.
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The Song Of Onionbog, Pt 2: Ingish’s Duty

By Quintin Smith on September 27th, 2010.

My Dwarf Fortress introduction & story continues! Whoever thought Onionbog would only last a matter of hours currently has egg on their face, I reckon.
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Dwarf Fortress: The Song Of Onionbog, Pt 1

By Quintin Smith on September 23rd, 2010.

They're doomed, of course.

So, last week we finally gave MineCraft the love and attention it deserved. Since then I’ve received a bunch of emails telling me I should do Dwarf Fortress next. As in, it’s another deeply unique PC indie game that we haven’t done much coverage on, and it suits a diary perfectly.

You know what? You guys have me wrapped around your little finger. Presenting the Song of Onionbog, Part 1.
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