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Monday, January 16

Spritely Happy Fun Time: Rebooted

  On Squid's Boyfriend's urging, I started a new game and a new character on Terraria, just to get the hang of the game and figure it out, just as I had to when I first started playing, well, any other game.  So I started a new character (I named her Testinggobbedlygook for those of you slightly less disinterested than the rest of you) and put her in a world named Sudoku & Nanograms.
Testing in her new world.

The world was charming, full of trees and sunshine. So I started digging around, and eventually I fell down into a deep hole. I managed to grab some blinkroot on the way down, so it got even darker as I fell. I was also being chased by zombies and slimes and eyeballs at this point. I was kind of panicked, being a nooblet to the game and all that. Until I reached the bottom of that great hole, and, with the silence of safety, pulled out a torch.

Beauty is a nice piece of storage-ware.
Oh happiness! I fell down a lucky hole! Right before me was a beautiful golden chest! My first one ever! I don't even remember what was in it, I was so excited just to find one. I think there was a magical ring, some potions, and a few iron ingots. Nothing super amazing, but enough to be excited about, anyway. Except for the fact that it existed. I pried the chest off the ground and took it with me.

I was also hoping that that would be part of a larger dungeon, but no, it was just an isolated room. Just one room, with one gold chest, and one pot. I broke the pot too.

All my joy at finding the golden chest soon turned to despair though. After I had climbed out of the hole and made my way back to my derpy little house, I talked to Garret, the guide/crafting helper, and asked him how many fallen stars I would need to increase my mana. I had six. I needed ten. Thank you, Garrett! I finished talking to him, then watched in horror as he threw my six fallen stars on the ground. No! Don't! It's daytime, they'll - poof.  They poofed. Fallen stars disappear in the daytime.

Later, Garrett, I'm out.

Maybe next time I can find a way to lock Garret in a tiny room.