93 Chapter 93 (1/2)
Chapter 93
”Whatcha planning on doing with your new mobs?” Rue was hovering, annoyingly, over James's orb as he stared at the screens in front of him. He had opened up all of the mobs stats, looked over all of their skills, and left their screens up. However, from there, he had frozen up. Was this really to be his third floor?
”I don't know yet.” James said sternly. He kept glancing across them all, and then down at his marshlands. He had already dismissed the first Giant Plaython, leaving the marshland dead and desolate, which was partly how he was feeling currently. Damn RNG.
”Well, you've got 800 mob points to spend.” Rue seemed extremely amused with his mobs, and while part of James did find them funny, he didn't really need funny right now. He was hoping for something cool…not freaking stuffed animals.
”Yeah, I know, I can read.”
”Oh, can you?” Rue leaned over his orb and pulled up a timer in front of him. The clock was slowly ticking down. 15hr 47m 12s remaining till immersion ended. Fifteen hours left, if he didn't choose to sleep, to set up his third floor, and get prepared for whatever BLANK was going to throw his way in Dungeon Wars.
For the first time, James could feel the pressure getting to him. He needed to not only set up his floor in a way that would work for these….unique mobs, but also a way that would keep him competitive. Plus, a way that would still draw in adventurers. Plus, he still had to see what the boss mob situation would be for floor three, and look into his research options. He already knew when his research hit 12 hours, he would be using a dungeon token on all three options, in order to see what level 2 of each option gave him, so he could have some in game time to play around with those. He still needed to figure out what Core Offense and Core Defense research even did.
”Then why are you stalling?” Rue's words, along with the timer, pulled him out of his stupor, and into a hangry rage.
”Maybe because this whole situation is bullshit.” James really wasn't one to lose his cool. He prided himself on that fact. But between everything that had been going on, with Dwight knocking him unconscious, to dealing with Xander, and now the threat from BLANK, plus the hunger pangs he had been dealing with for seven days straight in immersion, he finally lost it.
”First, I'm constantly bullied in the real world. Second, the world I usually escape to, has now become a responsibility. I'm responsible for the entire freaking world everyone in my town is playing in right now. Don't you think that is a bit much?” James spun around, tentacles flailing, as he glared at Rue.
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”Then, just as everything in that game is settling, and I am getting into a groove and having fun, the lead developer decides he has a personal problem with me and puts even more restrictions and threats on me.” Rue was starring at him. He could tell she wanted to speak, but he had caught her off guard.
”Add into that his spoiled, shitty children deciding they don't like me because I somehow, not even by my own choice, got an advantage in the game, so now they want to destroy me.” James took a deep breath, ”and then, when I get to my third floor, when I think I've got everything figured out, when I'm in a great freaking mood because we get to build a brand-new floor-”
James pointed a tentacle at one of the screens, summoning a mob. ”I get stuck with stuffed, freaking, animals. In a marshland.” The mob he had summoned appeared before them, standing gingerly atop the simple plot of land. It was one of those eerie stuffed toy dolls that little children played with, with a pully string coming out the back, to make it talk. The doll stood silently, staring out with blank, lifelike doll eyes, at the surrounding area.