"We live in the middle of nowhere with evil doom fog that seems to make you bleed from every orifice at once. One of the administrators is batshit crazy. We have aquifers just waiting to drown the fort, and are trying to breach into the caverns. We have several elite heavily armoured lunatics who, if they snap, are probably going to paint the halls blood spatter red and body part floor tiles. If we are lucky we will get a rail cart system too."
"I came in here expecting to read about how all hell broke loose, and seeing every tropers involved scrambling to find a solution to the never ending sieges and self-destructive defences burning your entire fort down. Instead I find a fort growing along nicely while y'all talk about how boring massive-hemorrhage inducing clouds actually are. What is wrong with you people!"