99 Chapter 99 (1/2)
Chapter 99
”You don't think this might, oh, I don't know. Be a bit too on the nose?” James was starring at the entry for the name for the third-floor boss. He and Rue had been discussing it for almost an hour now, and what she had finally convinced him to use, still had him a bit hesitant. After all, he wasn't supposed to give the players any hints that he himself was a player. And well…he felt this could tip them off.
”Nope, it should be totally fine.” She stuck her tongue out at him. ”After all, didn't an AI come up with the name? What makes you think this name would be a hint that you're a player? It doesn't scream 'HEY LOOK I AM PEOPLE', it says 'hey look, the dungeon is connected somehow and not completely random!”
The name, that he was starring at, that had caused so much debate, was Grandma Jenkins.
”I suppose.” James hovered over the icon to accept the choice. From what he understood of the situation, bosses could and would develop their own AI over time, based on the floor they were on, the amount of engagements they had, his research levels, and of course any skills James might unlock for them. From what he could tell, Old Man Jenkins was nearly complete with his AI development, with Rue assuring him the first-floor mob would become fully sentient next immersion. The Terminus, obviously, was already fully sentient, to an advanced degree. His third-floor boss, according to Rue, would start with a basic AI already, and develop further over the next immersion or two.
All that was fine and dandy, and James was all for sentient bosses. What he was uncertain of, was how the hell his first-floor boss, and third floor boss, were supposed to be linked. Because obviously, by naming his third-floor boss Grandma Jenkins, everyone, every single player, was likely to draw an instant connection to the two. And well, call James unimaginative, but he wasn't making that connection just yet. Of course, to be fair, he had been through a lot this immersion, and his hunger pangs were still rather intense.
”Trust me.” The pixie leaned in and pushed the accept button for him. ”What's the worst that could happen?”
”You know-” James started, before a pixie finger was held up towards his invisible mouth, shushing him. ”It'll be fine Glyax.”
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”It better be.” He grumbled. He was sure it would…he just really wanted to know how the hell everything was going to work out. Of course, James had different things to worry about than just the connection between his first floor and third floor bosses. But because he was committed to this lifestyle now, it meant he needed to figure out that connection. Because now, he was locked into trying to make further connections on his other floors.
Maybe he could make every odd numbered floor be connected to the Jenkins family? Oh, and maybe he could… James shook his orb, clearing his thoughts. Okay, maybe Rue had a point. Maybe this was a good idea. However, right now, he had a different priority.
”So, shall we give Grandma Jenkins a home, and then move on to preparing for BLANK some more?” James was already hovering towards the chosen location. Based on the entry point into his swamp like level, a single portal that opened onto an old looking dock, as if players just took a boat into the bayou, James figured gamer logic would put the boss deep into his swamp. And so, because James was only a slight dick, he decided he would set up Grandma Jenkin's home at the very back of his floor.
”You've got just under 2 hours to go until you can pop another token to finish your lvl 2 research for Dungeon Wars. Why not set her up with a cozy little cottage, and then do some more decorating.” Rue waived her hand and a couch appeared near her. She plopped herself across it, spreading out like a cat almost, and flicked her wrist again. A TV showed up in front of her.
”Alright, fine. What are you going to be doing?” Even as he asked, the pixie shot him one of her famous grins.
”I'm going to start on Supernatural.”