《La Fleur Dungeon》Chapter 5 -Excuse Me mArM I dId nOT nEeD tO kNoW tHaT
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-- Begin Basic Minion Placement Now ?? -
Oh dear, those are quite a lot of numbers. I don't know if I should feel happy, sad, or even confused.
How does a human act when presented with something they don't understand? It seems I have forgotten.
Should I perhaps switch into a "don't bother me I'm dead inside" mood or an "I'm angry for no reason" countenance? Or maybe, I should just stick to neutral yet slightly unhinged?
Hmm.....
Honestly, though, I feel like sticking to what I have going. Overall " Neutral yet slightly unhinged " has been quite successful so far.
How does the council vote?
One vote for keep " Neutral yet slightly unhinged " from me. No votes from any plants. No votes from anything else. Voting has concluded.
Tallying up the votes it seems that " Neutral yet slightly unhinged " has won by the popular majority of one to nothing. Onto the next order of business then.
I looked down upon my magnificent little pollen-filled maze for a moment before lifting my eyes and staring at the deluge of information presented to me by Mr. Blue. Then I looked back down at the maze, and then back at the information. I did that five more times for good measure. I then scrunched up a pair of imaginary eyebrows and wiggled them around a bit in mild frustration.
Anyone with a right mind and the ability to photosynthesize could see I was getting nowhere.
If the council of me and only me had decided to handle this situation in an " I am fairly annoyed " mood I probably would be screaming right about now. This was mostly due to the fact that I really had no idea where those numbers came from.
It wasn't that I couldn't see the correlation between my little maze and the information given to me. Most of the information provided by Mr. Blue made sense and was actually quite helpful.
Take for example the pleasant surprise hidden for me in the little description of my new favorite type of shrubbery. Half a kilometer tall with purple leaves and the most striking of yellow flowers these things were absolutely magnificent. Although the shrub itself was called a " horrible hedge " by Mr blue, I was quite fond of the species for many reasons.
Mr. Blues professional analysis only heightened my love for the species as according to him, the pollen sent afloat by the shrubbery just happened to be mildly anxiety-inducing. Something that would no doubt help with the defense of my poor crystalized soul and an add-on I wasn't aware of until I took the time to read Mr. Blue's prognosis.
It was just that the numbers attached to that lovely little name and star-stopping description were just a bit vague and undescribed.
What exactly was it that differentiated a tier-one plant from a tier-two plant ??
What was the thing that differed between something that was level one and level two ???
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Where did these sector statistics come from ??
And most importantly why was my precious little hedge maze called - The Absolutely Horrific Maze of Evil Shrubbery- by Mr. Blue ??? There was most definitely a grudge behind that name and I knew it. The problem was that I really couldn't see how my quaint little hedge maze got on Mr. Blue's nerves. Did Mr. Blue have a thing against shrubbery, or was it the widow's hair grass that lead to such a distaste for such an attraction?
If it was the grass, I do have to admit that I never knew that including grass in a hedge maze would be so controversial. If I ever do make another one of these things I may have to consider stone brick or even packed dirt to appease my box-shaped overlords.
I sighed as I ran a mental hand through the luscious thin black strands that coated the floor of my maze smiling as every single blade of grass in the maze shivered in joy at my touch.
Oh, who am I kidding?
I really couldn't understand how anyone would dislike the ethereal way my widow's hair grass glimmered and shined as it danced in a nonexistent wind. Maybe Mr. Blue had a thing against tall grass. If he did I believe he would have fit quite well onto my old neighborhood's landscaping enforcement committee. As I learned quite early in my adult life, it turns out quite a few people in this world have something against tall grass.
* Ding
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Oh darling I think the lovely grass you decided to include in your quaint little hedge maze is just lovely. Don't take Mr. Blue's opinions too harshly, he tends to view things from the perspective of the material realm. Unimaginative, Uncreative, and bound by the rules of reality.
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The rustling of thousands of iron-like leaves dancing and clinking resounded throughout my first sector as I basked in the warmness of being understood. The grass also swayed a bit but it cared less for Mrs. Purple's opinion for some reason.
I always felt a stronger connection to Mrs. Purple but learning that she too has good taste has really solidified my perceived connection to her. Though Mr. Blue might be a bit basic I guess I have to forgive him somewhat due to the fact that he has to look through the perspective of the dull.
Maybe, Mr. Blue is a member of a grass measuring committee somewhere in the universe. I know quite a few of them did exist. I had to deal with no less than three fussing over my lawn in my past life. Shockingly there was such thing as the European code for acceptable grass height. I wonder if the universal standard for reasonable grass height is different from the European one?
But that's beside the point, isn't it? We still haven't gotten to the explanation of the strange numbers, have we ?? People who care way too much about how tall grass grows aside, I have a small little inkling that those numbers are really important.
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* Ding!
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Calm down doll, I was getting there, but if you insist on being so impatient I guess I can reschedule that conversation to right about now.
The tier of something just really describes how many bells and whistles something comes with. Well, that and the magnitude of those bells and whistles. A church bell and a Christmas toy are not one and the same.
Just look at your adorable little hedge maze darling.
Your tier 2 - Horrible Hedge's - come with so much more than your tier one - Widows Hair-. One has leaves sharp enough to cut flesh, is known to grow to cover planets, has flowers that spew insanity-inducing pollen, and some absolutely delightful shades of purple. The other just slows people down, defies gravity, and somewhat increases the stress levels of those exposed to it. The big difference between tier one and tier two shouldn't be that hard to miss.
And that brings us to our next piece of juicy information!
Levels of development! Or as they are often called, just levels!
Something's level just describes how much an object has grown or developed. An oak tree that has just sprouted would be a level. 5, while an oak tree that has grown into something the size of a small moon would be an estimated level 50.
One has just sprouted and the other is probably magical and probably worshiped, understand ??
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Yes, yes fairly understandable.
Tiers are the original bells and whistles and levels are growth and add ons. Makes as much sense as the aerodynamics of a duck.
Though while I do appreciate that clear and concise explanation given to me, there does happen to be something else on the agenda.
Now, I hope this isn't too much of a bother, but in fact, I am indeed quite confused about the whole sector statistic thing. It would be just lovely if the beautiful and amazing Mrs. Purple ( The Purple All-Powerful Box Currently Reading My Mind ) took some time to explain it to me.
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Uggh, if you insist darling. I do guess the amazing and beautiful me could help a struggling baby dungeon core out a bit. Especially since this little doll of a dungeon core thinks so highly of me, I couldn't let down its expectations, could I? It would be a shame if it went insane or got eaten rather quickly after all.
Listen up doll, or don't that's your choice I guess.
Sector statistics, as the name implies, describe the very nature of a single sector within your dungeon. They include its tier and the many statistics the sector racks up and organizes them in a neat clean way that any dungeon can easily interpret. It also leads slightly into the complexities of sector creation.
When you first create a sector, depending on its tier, you are given a certain amount of energy to shape the final outcome. That's right babe, you had a budget while you were making that hedge maze!
That's the whole reason why after spending so much on your plants, some of that spending had to be cut on size. But don't worry doll, bigger isn't always better. I would know.
Anyway, the tallying and recording of sector statistics only happens after you have your little sector set up and running, as the process is a tad bit fluid and impossible to calculate.
This is why we recently gave up on showing the allocation of sector statistics during the whole creation process as it tends to lead to a good portion of the energy not being used.
But that may lead you to the question, why do they exist in the first place ???
Well, I'm glad you asked !!
Sector statistics really are meant to allow a dungeon to more intelligently understand how upgrades will improve a sector. They are also meant to help a dungeon understand how the resources they have at hand, such as how many minions they can summon or how many traps they can place at any time. Though do keep in mind that the statistics presented are a two-way street. Increasing a sector's constitution will increase its size, and increasing the size of a sector will also increase its overall constitution. Its a fluid and active tally system so feel free to check on it any time.
Going over the other statistics that you have unlocked so far,
Vitality is interconnected with the ecosystem within a sector,
Cunning is related to traps within a sector,
Willpower is the basis of dungeon rules,
Flexibility really is important when it comes to an ever-shifting sector. Also, quite a lot more if you catch my drift.
Of course, there are many other attributes not listed, but those are for another day. I'm quite sure you're going to come across them one way or another.
And that's about it! Don't delay that minion placement too long doll, Mr blue might get mad and open up your little maze to the general public without defenders if you dally too long.
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I took another good moment to muse over the information presented to me. An action that I seem to be doing quite a bit of lately.
Overall starting from the top, tiers were important but not the end all be all. Levels could be taken as how strong an object was combined with tiers.
Sector statistics were useful but not useful.
And Mrs. Purple has some questionable hobbies for an all-powerful rectangle. Not very nice to know.
*DIng
-- Begin Basic Minion Placement Now ?? -
Yes.... yes, please... I guess creating the very beings meant to defend your own soul is as good as any other distraction.
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