《RWO - Dreams of another world》19 - What music?
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We built our Hellgate. It looks pretty much like the portals near where I came into the game, just a different color. When we activated it the center was filled with swirling motes of light. The gate makes an eerie moaning sound. Creepy.
Nyatali motioned to me, "Come on, let's go!". She jumped into the gate and disappeared. I followed her through.
Kind of dark in here. Lakes of lava as far as I can see. Flows of lava fall from somewhere above me. I think that's where the light here is coming from. The ground is red and seems to be on fire in places.
"Wow."
"It is pretty cool," Nyatali said. "I like the music here."
"What music?"
Nyatali asks me, "You don't have music? Open up your options page and turn on the music."
I do it. I stand for a long while and listen.
"That's really cool, Nyatali. I didn't know about the music option. This really adds to the experience. Do you have music when you aren't playing the game?"
"Sure, I've got a music app and have a few sites I stream music from as well. What do you listen to Hashi?"
"I like listening to birds. I enjoy talking with people. I listen to the things around me. It helps keep me from tripping over stuff. Hey, I sure do like this music. So what is there to do here in hell?"
Nyatali looks back towards the Hellgate. "We don't want to lose track of the gate, they can be hard to find if we wander too far. I did bring some more obsidian to make another just in case." She starts walking and keeps talking, "Well some monsters are only found here, there are materials that only can be found here for crafting and potion making."
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We're still walking across the hellscape. I like the music, the view isn't all that interesting though.
"Nyatali, where are we going? I did kind of want to get around to building."
"I'm sorry Hashi, We were down in the mines and I pretty much slid into tour guide autopilot."
"That's ok Nyatali, I do it all the time." We start heading back to the gate.
We spent some time surveying near Nyatlali's house for a place for me to put a house.
"Any ideas on what sort of house you want?"
"A big one with a lot of rooms. Maybe a secret underground lair?"
"Sure we can do that. Go mark off where you want your yard and house and we can get to the building."
I look at the other houses in the area and get an idea of how large the other houses are, then I mark off and area about twice that large in both directions.
"A big house. Ok, we can do that." Nyatali places a crafting table, furnace, and a large chest. She also starts placing torches on the ground every so often. "Place stone blocks on the ground where you want your bottom floor to be." I start doing it.
After a while, Nyatali looks in on me. "Looking good Hashi. Hey, I've got a class in the morning and it's getting late. Don't forget to watch out for mobs at night if you build at night. I'll see you around."
I reply, "Take care Nyatali. I had a lot of fun today. I hope to see you soon. Let's play together again."
I go back to building my house. I wonder if maybe I overdid it regarding size. After a while, I get into a groove. Build, gather materials, Build some more, sleep, repeat. Sometimes it rains. Sometimes I stay out too late and the monsters come. I've got a sword. Let them come.
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I'm finishing up one the second floor when Doktor Urmind shows up. He looks pretty funny in low-res and blocky.
"Hashi. Nice house. It's very um... square. I wanted to remind you that it's time to you to visit Kithera for your first practice session."
"Thanks, Doktor Urmind. I've really enjoyed working on the house. Building is very peaceful. I like the music on here. I didn't know I could turn on music."
I look around my Blockminer house. Time to go.
"Log on to RWO."
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