
There have been numerous graphics updates with the release of version 50. The exact origin of the DF font is unknown. Or a million other things including ancient common law trademark that might exist in your state or any other state where they could make up some bullshit to claim jurisdiction there.The default tilesets (640×300 and 800×600) render 8×12 and 10×12 characters respectively, with majuscule latin letters occupying a 7×9 box, and appear broadly similar to the IBM MDA font based on the shape of the "0", "g", and "f" characters (but with slight differences including the "0", "W", and "y"). Or come up with some contrived Lanham Act argument. Specifically, you don't have to worry about fair use of public domain material, because it simply isn't protected.īut if your use of Steamboat Willie did almost anything that seemed to copy plot elements from unexpired materials, Disney would find a way to fuck you on it even if it actually were fair use or use of the public domain material. And even sufficiently different versions of the character are probably protected by copyright, so while you might be able to reproduce the entirety of the original Steamboat Willie, or to some extent the character in it, without having to worry about whether it's fair use, this wouldn't be the miracle it looks like on first glance. In 2024, if copyright isn't extended yet again, this doesn't mean all Mickey Mouse content is suddenly public domain, just specific shit like Steamboat Willie. And it seems weirdly correlated with that particular event. But from that day onwards Etur was known as "Civetpuncher" - the kid who punched a werebeast and won.Ĭlick to expand.Not really, Congress just keeps extending it. Well it certainly worked - most of the engravings and statues other dwarves made depicted this event in great detail, and Etur never left the axe out of his sight (it was put on a podium in his room when he grew up). The only way I can interpret this event is Etur saw the toy axe and decided he was having it no matter what, but also saw it as an opportunity to impress his father. In the aftermath I discovered that not only Etur was responsible for this gruesome injury, but he was also the son of the captain of the guard, Catten. The hammer dwarves had done the rest, but it had been little Etur that had sealed this creature's fate. This kid had ran up to what was at this point a fortress ending event and One-Punch Man'd it to the point where it couldn't stand up any more. Kids in DF are danger magnets - how the hell was this one okay? I went back and checked the report and was stunned by what I saw.Įtur punches the werecivet in the left foot and the injured part collapses into a lump of gore! I searched around the area and eventually found it being carried away by none other than Etur - who had walked off from that fight completely unscathed.


All of the werecivet's attacks had involved using a goddamn toy axe.

The werecivet strikes the goblin bard in the lower body with her bronze toy axe, bruising the muscle! I saw one of the hammer dwarves flashing and went to check the fight report. The hammer dwarves followed - piling onto the werecivet and within about ten seconds it was over. Etur immediately ran over to it and the tiles around them turned red.

The werecivet came through the doors - and thankfully for Etur - lunged at one of the bards playing near the entrance. With no way to make him move I moved my squad of hammer dwarves into the tavern and braced for the tantrum spiral that would inevitably follow. He just kept playing in the tavern, blissfully unaware that he was about to be massacred. I put the burrow on immediately and everybody dropped what they were doing and headed down while I brought out the hammer dwarves.Įtur was pratically the embodiment of the phrase "a child does as it pleases!" - stubborn, cocky and no matter how much I tried I could not get him to follow the other dwarves. Most of the other dwarves were busy organising things in the new fort below, but some of them were still up top partying. If it wasn't for the kitten that had been scampering around in the entrance corridor I don't think this story would've played out as cleanly as it did. Now you will know why you fear the night! The Werecivet has come! A civet twisted into human form. At the time I was moving everything from my temporary fort all the way down to the permanent fort I had just finished carving out when a message popped up: This was in one of my early forts, so I was stupid enough to make the mistake of having a tavern in my temporary meeting hall that was open to the public.
