NOVEL SIMPLE Cycle 8 (4)
Dear Diary,
The chocolate lake is on Floor 29.
The chef catgirl on Floor 30, Amber, now knows about the “poison” and wants me to give her buckets of the stuff so she can sell it.
I gave her what I had, and together we made pudding.
Fire trusts me enough that when I gave her a cup and told her to go split it with Steel, she didn’t question it. She only questioned it when Kimi came by and said she was gonna ask how they liked it tomorrow. With a big grin and wiggling eyebrows.
Oh yeah! Fire and Steel have decided they are, in fact, in a relationship. As of yesterday it is a romantic relationship.
Thing is, they treat each other a lot like how Avi and I treat each other. But Avi and I, if anyone asks, say we’re married. We passed through the “awkward crush” and “new love” phases long ago. Now it’s just a comfy… togetherness.
Fire and Steel reached the comfy togetherness phase without going through the other phases, and now don’t know what to do.
Thankfully they’re in a group with four people who are perfectly willing to give them advice. And… other things.
Avi, in his spare time, has been making hats for Lex and Tim. They keep eating them. Tonight he finally got Tim to understand the concept of “hat”, and was trying trying to convince Mika to draw a portrait of the hat-wearing velociraptor.
I believe this is Item #57 on the list of Things That Will Never Happen, but he’s determined.
I’m gonna tell him to give up and come have dessert with me.
Goodnight, Dungeon!
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Admin 6 glanced at the pen and paper he’d summoned an hour earlier, still hesitating.
All he had to do was pick them up, write something, and slide it over to 5. She’d help. He knew she’d help. It would be easy.
He took a deep breath, and chickened out.
He teleported himself to the Void. He couldn’t get into his dungeon, so this was the most private place he had.
Admin 6 paced back and forth for a few seconds, then pulled up his stats screen. He hit the “Mute” debuff, and stared at the greyed-out “Remove” button.
He pressed it.
Nothing happened.
He pressed it again and again, silently screaming as it remained grey and the debuff remained active.
A hand landed on his shoulder. He spun, snarling, and found Admin 1 behind him.
The man watched him impassively for a moment, then backed away and opened a private screen.
“You don’t follow rules,” Admin 1 said, typing. “I don’t understand how you think. The one time I visited you, I was eaten by a dinosaur.” He closed his screen and reached towards Admin 6’s screen. “But you make things interesting, and I’d like to know what you plan on doing next.” He touched the “Remove” box.
Admin 6 gasped as whatever the Director had ripped out was put back in. His throat throbbed, and he fell to his knees as he briefly felt like he couldn’t breathe.
“Go on,” Admin 1 prompted, stepping back again. “Say something illegal and amusing.”
Admin 6 grinned, wiping tears from his face as he sat back. “If your players win, have them refuse the prize.”