《RWO - Dreams of another world》16 - Building stuff
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I have to say, the rest of the quests in town weren't as much fun as the rats were. Running around doing the quests with Nyatali was a lot of fun though. Watching the other players race from quest to quest was a bit amusing as well. They kind of remind me of the rats running around now that I think about it.
I wish we could build stuff on here. That would be cool.
[System notice: building tools are only available during development and aren’t available to non-admin players]
"Hey, Nyatali! Wouldn't it be cool if we could build stuff on here? Make things that stayed in the world?"
"Hashi, this isn't that sort of game. Some of the other MMOs have ways to build houses and more extensive crafting, just not this one. Why? Do you want to do that instead?"
"I think I'd like that."
"Sure Nyatali, let's do that. I'm installing it now."
"Ok Hashi, I'll meet you at the main spawn point. Since we just started these chars I'm going to turn off my away character. I'll meet you there."
[Your friend Nyatali has logged off.]
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This is weird.
I'm standing next to what looks like my player's house. Well, I'm standing next to what looks like my player's house if it was in my world. Doktor Urmind is standing next to the front door.
Doktor Urmind says, "Hey Hashi, I thought you might like some place to go when you are logging into other games. I took your video feed from your first session in RWO and built an in-game version. What do you think?"
"It's really weird Urmind. This is my player's house. It has game world grass. I don't think I'd be comfortable with it. Are the rooms the same?"
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"The ones that you went into." Doktor Urmind is scratching his head and fidgeting.
"This feels like their house. If you are going to make me a house, I'd like one that was mine."
Doktor Urmind stand drops his hands to his side. "Well Hashi, this goes to show you that I don't know everything. I was sure you'd like it. I think I just achieved an uncanny valley moment. Let me get you logged in at Nytali's game server. We'll fix you up with a house later. You'll come back to this world when you quit the other game. Send me a message if you have any questions while playing Blockminer."
Wow, Urmind can talk a lot. I'm glad he's understanding about the house. It makes me uncomfortable looking at it. No clue what he meant with uncanny valley. That sounds like where we are at right now, only there isn't a valley here. The house is the only thing in sight.
Doktor Urmind does one of his "making a portal" gestures and an Archway appears.
[System: +1 interpreting mystical gestures]
"See you later Doktor. Thanks!" I walk through the Arch.
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What the heck is this? Everything is square.
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