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There is a forest that likes to pretend that it's ordinary. It isn't, it's quite bizarre. Every night, in fact, zombies and other horrible monsters swarm this place, looking for people to kill. Not that they've found anyone, the forest itself is quite empty of residents. But they search anyway, during the night, shambling and groaning and occasionally leaving body parts lying around. Those disappear pretty quickly, but it still happens. Then the day comes, and they depart to who knows where, swearing (if mindless monsters could think, or in fact swear to anything in particular) that they'l be back the next night. Repeat ad nauseum.
It's currently in the day portion of this cycle of directionless attempts at violence. Maybe this day will be different from all of the others.
But then, probably not, it's a very boring island without anyone here.
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greatestgift
"If I ask you exactly what I have to do to find a dryad are you going to be annoyingly useless again?"
greatestgift
"Is it the same strong monster with the lenses and the whatever, or a different strong monster, or does it not matter?"
"You can create worm bait with rotten chunks and vile powder. Make sure you are in a corrupt area before using it."
"There are lots of different types of armor in the world. It's recommended that you search for what is best for you!"
greatestgift
"Okay. Sure. Can horrifying things that want me dead also be found deep underground? I bet they can."
"You can make a grappling hook from a hook and 3 chains. Skeletons found deep underground usually carry hooks, and chains can be made from iron bars."
"Underground are crystal hearts that can be used to increase your max life. You can smash them with a pickaxe."
greatestgift
"I'm done here," she sighs, and she goes out and blocks up his door again and starts trying to figure out a sensible way to organize her various resources. It's a pity there don't seem to be any recognizable desks available in her crafting repertoire. But there is something called a 'Dresser' that has a respectable number of drawers visible in its little picture...
Dressers turn out to be a decent organized storage option. No way to label the drawers for now, but she remembers what they're all for.
Dressers turn out to be a decent organized storage option. No way to label the drawers for now, but she remembers what they're all for.
The dressers are happy to be of service. It's not technically what they're there for, but they don't mind. Helps that they're inanimate.
The rest of the day's pretty quiet. It's up to her if she wants to go out star hunting or not that night.
The rest of the day's pretty quiet. It's up to her if she wants to go out star hunting or not that night.
greatestgift
She is grumpy and sore and does not feel like ground-ripping any more zombies. She stays in with her nice cozy bed and her nice cozy campfire.
In the morning, she considers trying to have another conversation with Dylan, and then decides to go exploring instead. Keeping a careful eye out for purple things so she can avoid going anywhere near them.
In the morning, she considers trying to have another conversation with Dylan, and then decides to go exploring instead. Keeping a careful eye out for purple things so she can avoid going anywhere near them.
There are more caves, and more pots, and more bizarre biomes. Snow, for instance. Even though there is also still a desert on this island.
The crazy cube land is not going to stop being crazy and cubelandy.
The crazy cube land is not going to stop being crazy and cubelandy.
greatestgift
"Okay," she says, glaring at the snow, "the desert was one thing, but I shouldn't be able to take two steps and enter a different season."