《Dungeon Creator》Dungeon Creator #5
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The only problem was in the tutorial. It said that only the system was capable of making new dungeoneers.
I would normally feel lonely having thought that, or at least a twinge of loneliness.
It was the fountain, the bubbling of water already had a soothing effect add onto that a passive buff. I could think straight or at least my thoughts weren't all muddled.
A thought trickled into my head as I was sitting there why don't I create a dungeon that allows me to talk to others.
My old ipod touch was the key!
I couldn't wait for tomorrow I had an excellent idea. If I couldn't make friends then I would just have to find them.
I spent the whole day outside near the fountain until I couldn't stand the tranquility anymore and ran inside to play video games.
The rest of the day passed by me.
When I was eating lunch mom said
"Why are you wearing the same t-shirt honey?"
"My friend gave this shirt too me and it holds sentimental value."
Nobody gave me a shirt but it seemed like a good excuse.
"How are you gonna get over your sickness by wearing dirty clothes. Give that shirt here young man."
Like id ever give anyone my prized t-shirt.
"Alright, mom let me go change?"
I went into my room hid my t-shirt grabbed a plain black shirt and brought it out to her.
"Here you go, mom. I'm gonna go to bed so can you do the dishes tonight?"
She gave me a funny look and replied "only because you're sick."
I didn't feel like saying thanks after that I walked into my room and went to bed.
The next day when I got up I followed the same routine a few fake coughs so my mom would leave me alone. And then when she was gone I took my old iPod out and sat by the fountain.
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My idea was to create a group chat hud for all of the dungeoneers.
In the tutorial, it had explained that we were the first group of people to create these magical places and that everyone had to level up at the same time.
I made sure to remember that people with exp beyond what was needed could try and create unique items or challenge a special instance dungeon or maybe even get an ability.
I could spend my dungeon today to try and create a new combat item.
But I yearned for friends to talk too. My days had been glamorous but I was missing out on social interaction.
I thought about the ipod and then imagined the reward I wanted and thought to myself that I was willing to spend all of my extra exp ahead of time for this wish.
New Instance Dungeon Created
Attack Chat
Please note there are no safe zones or ways to leave this dungeon until messages have either been received or you have been muted.
On my phone, a texting group chat was created, it said 20/20 dungeoneers in group chat.
I waited for something to happen, but nothing did.
So I typed "~Why is this called attack chat?"
Within thirty seconds, I heard what sounded like a giant bellowing hello in my ear.
I fell on the ground clamping my ears shut and rolling around.
That only seemed to help a little bit.
When I picked up the chat again I saw someone had said "~hello".
1/20 users have been added to the chat
I had a fish on the line another dungeoneer had responded. I didn't have to respond. But that giant voice wasn't as scary as the idea of going through some dangerous dungeon alone.
I typed "~greetings I see your hello"
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Man, was that a mistake what seemed like 10 different voice bellowed in my ears. The pain was so excruciating I wanted it to stop.
I had the fountain to protect me from going insane luckily.
12/20 users have been added to the chat
They had all used their message to ask me about what was going on besides one of them who used his message to say a curse word.
I needed to plan this better I had to send a good message this time.
"~This is a group chat for all current dungeoneers it is a way for us to communicate. If you type a word in the next hour you will be added. If you don't want to join don't type anything and I will mute you and create the group chat.
Instantly I heard /eliminate all ring out in my ears.
Someone had tried to eliminate everyone in the group chat.
It was impossible by system rules to kill another dungeoneer but it didn't say anything about crippling them.
I asked, "~Who typed /eliminate all in the group chat."
Instantly I heard voices in my ears again although some of them were just a period.
20/20 users have been added to the group chat do you want to assign a name?
Yes Dungeoneer GC
Congratulations on the first unique item creation there can only be one item of this type in the world!
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