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The Most Hardcore Boss Music
Roar of the Departed Souls.
Final Boss theme from Lost Odyssey. One of the BEST boss themes I've heard in a very long time.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbeGTgt0RWQ
Final Boss theme from Lost Odyssey. One of the BEST boss themes I've heard in a very long time.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbeGTgt0RWQ
[Full/Complete Game] Dragon Fantasy II
Exactly! With the Hero constantly in the party, you have that little bit of extra balence that helps to keep-in-line near any sort of party combination. He/She is essentially the ultimate member, and has a little bit of everything just for those who may want to go and make an entire party of say....Sages, Priests, or Mages. Helps the Priests out the most though, I'd say.
Also, who did you find to be the hardest boss in the game? Or rather...the boss that required the most strategy to defeat? Or was even the most threatening (the one you came very close to losing to)?
Also, who did you find to be the hardest boss in the game? Or rather...the boss that required the most strategy to defeat? Or was even the most threatening (the one you came very close to losing to)?
[Full/Complete Game] Dragon Fantasy II
Oi, do you have RPG Maker 2000 installed? Or its font? If not, that may be why.
Just install the font the way the user said, by just regularly installing it in to your fonts folder. I think that it should work then.
Just install the font the way the user said, by just regularly installing it in to your fonts folder. I think that it should work then.
[Full/Complete Game] Dragon Fantasy II
So is it still in development or something, or is it even going to be released at all? I just thought it was called off or something after it didn't come out. Hu hu.
Ha ha! Awesome. That is absolutely GREAT news to hear. It just makes you smile to hear someone say something so positive about your game. 'Tis indeed a great feeling! But maybe it WAS made just for you? The secret shall never be known!
And I didn't really think you were a fan of NES-like games at first. That or this is one of few exceptions or something. I just hope that you like it all the way through to the very end. I tried to keep the storyline fairly interesting and consistant (alot more dialog at the end, though. >_>) while still clinging to that short, simple NES feel.
@Tyranos: Wait...so when you say that you had fully completed the game, does that mean that you defeated all the optinal bosses and such, counting the two final forms of the final boss? (The ones you can fight after the credits and saving again.)
Ha ha! Awesome. That is absolutely GREAT news to hear. It just makes you smile to hear someone say something so positive about your game. 'Tis indeed a great feeling! But maybe it WAS made just for you? The secret shall never be known!
And I didn't really think you were a fan of NES-like games at first. That or this is one of few exceptions or something. I just hope that you like it all the way through to the very end. I tried to keep the storyline fairly interesting and consistant (alot more dialog at the end, though. >_>) while still clinging to that short, simple NES feel.
@Tyranos: Wait...so when you say that you had fully completed the game, does that mean that you defeated all the optinal bosses and such, counting the two final forms of the final boss? (The ones you can fight after the credits and saving again.)
[Full/Complete Game] Dragon Fantasy II
OI, is a playthrough like that even possible with Dragon Fantasy II? I would highly doubt it, myself. You'd have to be pretty dedicated to actually go all the way through with it. Most of the Mid-Game and beyond bosses would be hell, I'd imagine. Not to survive, but to kill! Unless you BiKill everyone and Sap them into oblivion.
[Full/Complete Game] Dragon Fantasy II
Huzzah! Well, finishing it is not a requirement for me. Just as long as you took the time to try it out is good enough! Though, of course knowing that someone has actually finished the entire game would make me extra happy. Ku ku ku.
I just hope the Mages are good enough this time around.
I just hope the Mages are good enough this time around.
Dragon Fantasy III: Dawn of Queens
--Level ?: Venaitura: Guardians Chamber--
Once Luon and Eria board the elevator to go to the next floor of the castle, the scene switches to that of the three Guardians within their main chamber high atop the castle. Dark clouds spiral around their chamber outside, discharging bolts of lightning and thunderous claps of thunder every once and a while. Riffles appears at the end of the room, standing near the doorway.
Riffles: Ah...ah...achoo! Oh...what a time to catch a cold.
Mysterious Voice: Chyaaa.....CHYA CHYA CHYA! L-l-look who haaaaaas decided to F-F-F-FINALLY show UP. Ennnnnnjoy your Waa...waalk?
Riffles: Huh? Oh. Oh ho ho ho! One to talk. You were sleeping for the entire morning! What's wrong with you!?
Walking from the right-side of the room to the left where Riffles is comes Corbeink; A tall, lanky man with arms extending to the ground, ending with clawed fingers steeped in blood. He has messy hair, and skin which appears to be both rotting and randomly placed all around his body. It's blotchy, and sewn loosely together with string.
Mysterious Man: UNNNlike...yourself, I-I-I....I would rATHER spend MY t-t-tiiiime sleeping tha-than wandering...wandering this CASTLE.
Riffles: Ho ho...but time spent searching is time used wisely. By the way, Corbeink, where is Shadow?
Corbeink: WIIIISELY in-indeed... And...Shadow IS ssssstiiiil sleep-
Mysterious Voice: I have also awoken from my slumber.
The other, The Shadow Master, is a tall man clad in armor deepest black. He wears a helmet atop his head resembling the face of a dragon, with horns extending back from the side of his head similar to that of the Devils. He also approaches the two from the right-side of the room. The floor shakes as he walks, and the room becomes cast into shadows.
Riffles: Aha! Good, good! Now I don't have to send 'ol Corby here to go and wake you up. You see, I have a tid bit of information I need to share with you.
Corbeink: Waaaaaiiiiit...!!! W-w-WHY is it that YOU c-c-can...can NOT share...share this INFOOOOORMATION w-w-w-w-with...ME? Yoou woULD-
Shadow: Quiet, Corbeink. Let Riffles speak. Your bickering can wait for another time. However, if he has something important to inform us of, then he holds the rite of first speech. Go ahead...
Riffles: Ku ku ku...why thank you. Anyway, as I was saying... I ran in to an interesting pair within the lowest section of the Castle.
Shadow: Ho?
Corbeink: The....the ROOM OOOOF the DE-devourer! A r-r-room of WASTE. How...HOW is it thaaaaat they are not MERELY D-D-DEMONS who haaaaaave mana..mana...managed to GET THEMSELVES in to T-T-THE sewers?
Riffles: At first, I thought that they could have been. However, they were in much too good a shape to have been mere waste of the castle. They were...something else. I felt a strange energy around them. Yes, yes...an energy most holy. Not TOO holy...but I felt it.
Shadow: You felt the presence of Holy Energy radiating from them? So then...? What of them? What has become of these intruders?
Riffles: Ohh...ho ho. Well, you see...I left them to be food for the Devourer. But, ah, yeah...that did not turn out all that well. They managed to gut it.
Shadow: Such strength! Ha ha... So they were indeed no mere demons. And, as you said, a Holy Energy...?
Riffles: Yes. Though it was faint, I most certainly felt it.
Corbeink: WH-WHI....which rules OUT theeeee POSSSSSSSibilities of them...them being DEMONS.
Shadow: Correct... Demons can not house light within their bodies. No, especially not within these walls. And to bear such might at their disposal... Ha ha ha! I am intrigued. Quite intrigued...
Riffles: Ho ho...I knew you would be. See? We benefit from my random excursions.
Corbeink: Ha...HAAA. Or...OR SO y-y-yoouu may THInk...
Riffles: Ugh...could you PLEASE bring out another one of the Corbeinks stashed away in there? Your gibberish is going to soon make my head explode.
Corbeink: Hrm? Is my dialect too heavy for you to see through, fair Riffles? I am sorry, but it is the voice best suited towards my visage. It is also that which requires less energy to muster.
Corbeink's head cracks back and is absorbed in to his backside. Emerging from his chest is another head, this time with a much finer, smoother looking face with slicked-back black hair.
Riffles: A dialect? I think you need to learn what it is before going around saying you have one.
Corbeink: Hah hah hah...
Riffles: Shadow? Are you still thinking over there?
Shadow: ...
Corbeink: Leave him to his own doings. Come, we must go and take a small peek at these “Guests†you've seem to have enjoyed taking pleasure in talking about. I need to take a look at them with my own eyes; See if they even appear worthy...
Riffles: Hah. Then I'm afraid you'll be left in disappointment.
Corbeink: I shall be the judge of that.
Riffles and Corbeink walk to the right, out of view
Shadow Master: A Demon...wielding Holy Energy... Could it possibly be...?
The scene switches back to that of Luon and Eria, who have arrived within the Spiders Nest: The next section of Castle Venaitura.
--Level 2: Spiders Nest: Entrance--
Luon: Huff....huff...ha! Look...see! We're here! Finally....we're on the second floor! R-Right? Please tell me we are!
Eria: Oh pipe down. You're acting as though we're just about to reach the end.
Luon: Wait...so we're not? What!? How many floors ARE there to this damn place? Fifty!?
Eria: Eh. Well, a little less than that, but I'll just let you know that we are nowhere NEAR the top yet. So don't worry, we've still got PLENTY of time to get to know one and other!
Luon: Oh woot, I can just feel the excitement.
Eria: Your sarcasm sucks, you know.
Luon: Look, I just want to get out of here as fast as I can! Sure, maybe I should thank the big piece of rock for supposedly reviving me, but I'm not gonna! It's revived me, and now it's gonna kill me! You'd think it'd make up its mind.
Eria: Wouldn't you. Well then, if you want to get out so fast, why are you just standing here?
Luon: Because I'm TIRED. That, and there are definitely more of those...THINGS ahead.
Eria: For the love of...
(Part D coming soon.)
Once Luon and Eria board the elevator to go to the next floor of the castle, the scene switches to that of the three Guardians within their main chamber high atop the castle. Dark clouds spiral around their chamber outside, discharging bolts of lightning and thunderous claps of thunder every once and a while. Riffles appears at the end of the room, standing near the doorway.
Riffles: Ah...ah...achoo! Oh...what a time to catch a cold.
Mysterious Voice: Chyaaa.....CHYA CHYA CHYA! L-l-look who haaaaaas decided to F-F-F-FINALLY show UP. Ennnnnnjoy your Waa...waalk?
Riffles: Huh? Oh. Oh ho ho ho! One to talk. You were sleeping for the entire morning! What's wrong with you!?
Walking from the right-side of the room to the left where Riffles is comes Corbeink; A tall, lanky man with arms extending to the ground, ending with clawed fingers steeped in blood. He has messy hair, and skin which appears to be both rotting and randomly placed all around his body. It's blotchy, and sewn loosely together with string.
Mysterious Man: UNNNlike...yourself, I-I-I....I would rATHER spend MY t-t-tiiiime sleeping tha-than wandering...wandering this CASTLE.
Riffles: Ho ho...but time spent searching is time used wisely. By the way, Corbeink, where is Shadow?
Corbeink: WIIIISELY in-indeed... And...Shadow IS ssssstiiiil sleep-
Mysterious Voice: I have also awoken from my slumber.
The other, The Shadow Master, is a tall man clad in armor deepest black. He wears a helmet atop his head resembling the face of a dragon, with horns extending back from the side of his head similar to that of the Devils. He also approaches the two from the right-side of the room. The floor shakes as he walks, and the room becomes cast into shadows.
Riffles: Aha! Good, good! Now I don't have to send 'ol Corby here to go and wake you up. You see, I have a tid bit of information I need to share with you.
Corbeink: Waaaaaiiiiit...!!! W-w-WHY is it that YOU c-c-can...can NOT share...share this INFOOOOORMATION w-w-w-w-with...ME? Yoou woULD-
Shadow: Quiet, Corbeink. Let Riffles speak. Your bickering can wait for another time. However, if he has something important to inform us of, then he holds the rite of first speech. Go ahead...
Riffles: Ku ku ku...why thank you. Anyway, as I was saying... I ran in to an interesting pair within the lowest section of the Castle.
Shadow: Ho?
Corbeink: The....the ROOM OOOOF the DE-devourer! A r-r-room of WASTE. How...HOW is it thaaaaat they are not MERELY D-D-DEMONS who haaaaaave mana..mana...managed to GET THEMSELVES in to T-T-THE sewers?
Riffles: At first, I thought that they could have been. However, they were in much too good a shape to have been mere waste of the castle. They were...something else. I felt a strange energy around them. Yes, yes...an energy most holy. Not TOO holy...but I felt it.
Shadow: You felt the presence of Holy Energy radiating from them? So then...? What of them? What has become of these intruders?
Riffles: Ohh...ho ho. Well, you see...I left them to be food for the Devourer. But, ah, yeah...that did not turn out all that well. They managed to gut it.
Shadow: Such strength! Ha ha... So they were indeed no mere demons. And, as you said, a Holy Energy...?
Riffles: Yes. Though it was faint, I most certainly felt it.
Corbeink: WH-WHI....which rules OUT theeeee POSSSSSSSibilities of them...them being DEMONS.
Shadow: Correct... Demons can not house light within their bodies. No, especially not within these walls. And to bear such might at their disposal... Ha ha ha! I am intrigued. Quite intrigued...
Riffles: Ho ho...I knew you would be. See? We benefit from my random excursions.
Corbeink: Ha...HAAA. Or...OR SO y-y-yoouu may THInk...
Riffles: Ugh...could you PLEASE bring out another one of the Corbeinks stashed away in there? Your gibberish is going to soon make my head explode.
Corbeink: Hrm? Is my dialect too heavy for you to see through, fair Riffles? I am sorry, but it is the voice best suited towards my visage. It is also that which requires less energy to muster.
Corbeink's head cracks back and is absorbed in to his backside. Emerging from his chest is another head, this time with a much finer, smoother looking face with slicked-back black hair.
Riffles: A dialect? I think you need to learn what it is before going around saying you have one.
Corbeink: Hah hah hah...
Riffles: Shadow? Are you still thinking over there?
Shadow: ...
Corbeink: Leave him to his own doings. Come, we must go and take a small peek at these “Guests†you've seem to have enjoyed taking pleasure in talking about. I need to take a look at them with my own eyes; See if they even appear worthy...
Riffles: Hah. Then I'm afraid you'll be left in disappointment.
Corbeink: I shall be the judge of that.
Riffles and Corbeink walk to the right, out of view
Shadow Master: A Demon...wielding Holy Energy... Could it possibly be...?
The scene switches back to that of Luon and Eria, who have arrived within the Spiders Nest: The next section of Castle Venaitura.
--Level 2: Spiders Nest: Entrance--
Luon: Huff....huff...ha! Look...see! We're here! Finally....we're on the second floor! R-Right? Please tell me we are!
Eria: Oh pipe down. You're acting as though we're just about to reach the end.
Luon: Wait...so we're not? What!? How many floors ARE there to this damn place? Fifty!?
Eria: Eh. Well, a little less than that, but I'll just let you know that we are nowhere NEAR the top yet. So don't worry, we've still got PLENTY of time to get to know one and other!
Luon: Oh woot, I can just feel the excitement.
Eria: Your sarcasm sucks, you know.
Luon: Look, I just want to get out of here as fast as I can! Sure, maybe I should thank the big piece of rock for supposedly reviving me, but I'm not gonna! It's revived me, and now it's gonna kill me! You'd think it'd make up its mind.
Eria: Wouldn't you. Well then, if you want to get out so fast, why are you just standing here?
Luon: Because I'm TIRED. That, and there are definitely more of those...THINGS ahead.
Eria: For the love of...
(Part D coming soon.)
Dragon Fantasy III: Dawn of Queens
--Level 0: Basement: Hallway.--
There is an enemy soldier standing before Luon. It is undead, and plant life is growing from it's mangled flesh.
Eria: There! A soldier!
Luon: What!? That's one of them soldiers you were talking about? But...he doesn't look all that lively, if you know what I mean. Doesn't really seem to be too focused on us.
Eria: Gah. Doesn't matter! It's because he hasn't noticed you yet, and that's a good thing! When you kill an enemy like that soldier, it may release its magical energy, and I'll be able to absorb it. When I do, I'll gain some nifty abilities especially designed for that enemies magical energy! And because we're connected, my abilities become your abilities!
Luon: Connected!? Wait, what? Since when? I don't remember doing any connecting.
Eria: Ever since you agreed to partner up! You're telling me you didn't notice it?
Luon: Well...now that you bring it up, I have been feeling a tad...tingly. Sort of like a warm, comforting feeling. Feels good. But then there is the partnering up part...I never really agreed to that, either!
Eria: Wait...yes you did! You said we'd go together!
Luon: But not in any kind of specific “yes†or “no†way!
Eria: Look, just kill the damn thing and get it over with! We're connected, you can use my power, and that's it! Okay? So let's roll!
--After Battle--
Luon: So what are all these soldiers doing in here?
Eria: Well, the Holy One brought them with him as backup when he first entered the castle. Heh. Too bad for him, though! Nothing other than Demons and those with decent amounts of Holy Power can stay alive within Venaitura for more than a few seconds.
Luon: Uh huh. So I guess that's just another tad bit of luck on my part, then?
Eria: Indeed it is. Well...it really depends. Not many people would actually want to be alive after being in here. Besides, it's doubtful that the natural residence would want them in here, anyway!
Luon: What!? There's MORE in here besides that Holy fella and those soldiers!?
Eria: Er...well it IS the castle of the God of Darkness. What'd you expect? And I told you that we'd meet more than the guards back in the other room!
Luon: No you never! You just said that there are some things that are “too bigâ€! I'd expect just a big fat soldier or something!
Eria: Okay, I'm not that useless. But yes, there are more things lurking in here than undead soldiers.
Luon: Ugh...
Eria: We're not getting any younger, you know.
Luon: God damn it! Okay! Let's go, then! The quicker I get out of here the better.
--Level 1: Waterway Entrance--
Luon: Uh...I've got the feeling that we're going DOWN rather than UP. And...yeah, I don't think we're supposed to be doing that.
Eria: That's just how this castle was built. Er...wait, no...
Luon: What now? You know, I've got the feeling that you know a lot that you're not telling me.
Eria: Hey! I'll tell you whenever I find the need to, okay!? If you had time to sit there and listen to me for a good few hours then sure, maybe I would. But you don't, do you?
Luon: Okay, okay! Jeez. Calm down, would ya? It was only a simple question.
Eria: (Sigh) Anyway, back to what I was saying; See, Venaitura changes its structure every time it is forged. The only real thing that stays the same is the Throne Room. It hardly ever makes its self simple, and you usually have to go down to go up, and vice-versa. Confusing, I know...but I can't do anything about it! So it's no use complaining to me.
Luon: Huh. Well, I need someone to complain to. So you're saying that we need to go deeper in to the castle to actually get anywhere?
Eria: Basically.
Luon: It's NEVER simple. Ugh...
Eria: (Sigh)
--Level 1: Waterway: Room of Waste--
Both Eria and Luon make their way in to the large, open room. There is a dark, putrid gas hanging in the air, which in turn is only matched by the blood-stained, slime-ridden walls. There are pieces of human remains and trash all over.
Luon: Uh...ha...ha...oh god, my legs...hurt so ba- Oh my god...!!! What the hell is that smell!? Sweet lord...it STINKS in here!
Eria: He he he...well it's a good thing I can't smell it, then. Must be pretty bad.
Luon: (Coughing) Ah...ah...!!! Where are we!? And what in gods name is that stench? Gah...no, let's just go! No questions in here!
Luon walks forward, but jumps back as a dart it thrown at his feet.
Luon: The hell?
Mysterious Voice: Ho ho...looks like a few survived. I wish that damn thing would stop slacking off.
A tall, slim man bearing straight, shoulder-length hair appears. He is wearing an assembly of tightly worn robes of black.
Luon: So who're you? Another one of that Holy...Holy whats-his-names troops? You seem pretty non-dead if you are. Get lucky or something?
Mysterious Man: What...? What in the world are you going on with? I'm Riffles, one of the Guardians of Venaitura. Myself and three others patrol the makings of the tower, searching it for pests like you. And you...you don't seem to be in any kind of hard condition, so you must have only arrived here recently, yes?
Luon: R-Riffles? Pfft...ha ha ha ha! What kind of name is that!? Ha ha ha ha ha!!!
Riffles: Gah! W-what!? Grr...!!! It is a fine name, thank you very much!
Eria: Riffles? Wait, so where are the other two?
Riffles: Hm? The other two guardians happen to be sleeping at this time. I just happen to be less lazy than those two, and decided to wander the castle to pass my time. It's just by coincidence that I happened to run in to you two.
Luon: Ha...so wait, what do you mean by us only “recently arriving� Are there other people in here, too?
Riffles: He he he...if you wish to call them that, sure. You could say that there are other people here.
Luon: Huh...?
Riffles: You're now in the Room of Waste. The home of the Devourer. Anything that is deemed waste by the castle is brought here, where it is disposed of by its “Cleaner.â€
Luon: W-what!? So then...that smell...? Ugh... God! No! My nose...ugh!
Riffles: Hya ha ha ha! Have you never taken a whiff of rotten flesh, boy? Heh. It was the craze back when I was a wee Demon. Kids these days are spoiled rotten...
The room begins to shake, and a terrifying shriek fills the air.
Riffles: Oh ho! A little late, but that doesn't matter. I'd love to stay and chat, as you've been great entertainment...but I didn't plan on being eaten any time soon. I just wish that you could have lived a little longer.
Riffles vanishes in a haze of black smoke.
Luon: Shit...! Shit, shit, shit! What's going on!?
Eria: What're you freaking out for if you don't know what's happening!?
Luon: Because I just know that it's bad! Everything he just said hinted at us dying!
Eria: Oh...really? I hadn't noticed.
A massive, worm-like creature emerges from the ceiling. The doors are blocked by it's tentacles, which extend down from the side of the walls to act as barricades.
Luon: So...THIS must be one of those big things you were referring to, huh?
Eria: Uh-huh. I didn't actually think we'd meet one so soon, though.
Luon: Then we'll just kill it and be on our way! I'm getting' out of here, regardless of Whether or not any piece of worm shit wants to say otherwise!
(A battle occurs against the DEVOURER. After winning, it's tentacles subside and you are gifted with the Orb of Slime. It helps you to walk up certain walls, and to stick to any floors surface.)
Luon: (Pant) (Pant) Ha...ha...ha...look, see...? Th-there...it's...it's dead.
Eria: And it looks like you soon will be, too.
Luon: (Pant) (Pant) Well...excuse me...for not being a floating turd! I...I did all of the work!
Eria: A what!? You're just jealous, you bastard!
Eria begins to ram her self in to Luon's head.
Luon: Ow! Ow! Ow!!! Okay, okay! Fine! Let's just go!
Eria: He he he.
Luon: Damn little pixie...
Eria: What was that!?
Luon: Nothing! Nothing!
Luon and Eria continue out of the room
(Part C coming soon.)
There is an enemy soldier standing before Luon. It is undead, and plant life is growing from it's mangled flesh.
Eria: There! A soldier!
Luon: What!? That's one of them soldiers you were talking about? But...he doesn't look all that lively, if you know what I mean. Doesn't really seem to be too focused on us.
Eria: Gah. Doesn't matter! It's because he hasn't noticed you yet, and that's a good thing! When you kill an enemy like that soldier, it may release its magical energy, and I'll be able to absorb it. When I do, I'll gain some nifty abilities especially designed for that enemies magical energy! And because we're connected, my abilities become your abilities!
Luon: Connected!? Wait, what? Since when? I don't remember doing any connecting.
Eria: Ever since you agreed to partner up! You're telling me you didn't notice it?
Luon: Well...now that you bring it up, I have been feeling a tad...tingly. Sort of like a warm, comforting feeling. Feels good. But then there is the partnering up part...I never really agreed to that, either!
Eria: Wait...yes you did! You said we'd go together!
Luon: But not in any kind of specific “yes†or “no†way!
Eria: Look, just kill the damn thing and get it over with! We're connected, you can use my power, and that's it! Okay? So let's roll!
--After Battle--
Luon: So what are all these soldiers doing in here?
Eria: Well, the Holy One brought them with him as backup when he first entered the castle. Heh. Too bad for him, though! Nothing other than Demons and those with decent amounts of Holy Power can stay alive within Venaitura for more than a few seconds.
Luon: Uh huh. So I guess that's just another tad bit of luck on my part, then?
Eria: Indeed it is. Well...it really depends. Not many people would actually want to be alive after being in here. Besides, it's doubtful that the natural residence would want them in here, anyway!
Luon: What!? There's MORE in here besides that Holy fella and those soldiers!?
Eria: Er...well it IS the castle of the God of Darkness. What'd you expect? And I told you that we'd meet more than the guards back in the other room!
Luon: No you never! You just said that there are some things that are “too bigâ€! I'd expect just a big fat soldier or something!
Eria: Okay, I'm not that useless. But yes, there are more things lurking in here than undead soldiers.
Luon: Ugh...
Eria: We're not getting any younger, you know.
Luon: God damn it! Okay! Let's go, then! The quicker I get out of here the better.
--Level 1: Waterway Entrance--
Luon: Uh...I've got the feeling that we're going DOWN rather than UP. And...yeah, I don't think we're supposed to be doing that.
Eria: That's just how this castle was built. Er...wait, no...
Luon: What now? You know, I've got the feeling that you know a lot that you're not telling me.
Eria: Hey! I'll tell you whenever I find the need to, okay!? If you had time to sit there and listen to me for a good few hours then sure, maybe I would. But you don't, do you?
Luon: Okay, okay! Jeez. Calm down, would ya? It was only a simple question.
Eria: (Sigh) Anyway, back to what I was saying; See, Venaitura changes its structure every time it is forged. The only real thing that stays the same is the Throne Room. It hardly ever makes its self simple, and you usually have to go down to go up, and vice-versa. Confusing, I know...but I can't do anything about it! So it's no use complaining to me.
Luon: Huh. Well, I need someone to complain to. So you're saying that we need to go deeper in to the castle to actually get anywhere?
Eria: Basically.
Luon: It's NEVER simple. Ugh...
Eria: (Sigh)
--Level 1: Waterway: Room of Waste--
Both Eria and Luon make their way in to the large, open room. There is a dark, putrid gas hanging in the air, which in turn is only matched by the blood-stained, slime-ridden walls. There are pieces of human remains and trash all over.
Luon: Uh...ha...ha...oh god, my legs...hurt so ba- Oh my god...!!! What the hell is that smell!? Sweet lord...it STINKS in here!
Eria: He he he...well it's a good thing I can't smell it, then. Must be pretty bad.
Luon: (Coughing) Ah...ah...!!! Where are we!? And what in gods name is that stench? Gah...no, let's just go! No questions in here!
Luon walks forward, but jumps back as a dart it thrown at his feet.
Luon: The hell?
Mysterious Voice: Ho ho...looks like a few survived. I wish that damn thing would stop slacking off.
A tall, slim man bearing straight, shoulder-length hair appears. He is wearing an assembly of tightly worn robes of black.
Luon: So who're you? Another one of that Holy...Holy whats-his-names troops? You seem pretty non-dead if you are. Get lucky or something?
Mysterious Man: What...? What in the world are you going on with? I'm Riffles, one of the Guardians of Venaitura. Myself and three others patrol the makings of the tower, searching it for pests like you. And you...you don't seem to be in any kind of hard condition, so you must have only arrived here recently, yes?
Luon: R-Riffles? Pfft...ha ha ha ha! What kind of name is that!? Ha ha ha ha ha!!!
Riffles: Gah! W-what!? Grr...!!! It is a fine name, thank you very much!
Eria: Riffles? Wait, so where are the other two?
Riffles: Hm? The other two guardians happen to be sleeping at this time. I just happen to be less lazy than those two, and decided to wander the castle to pass my time. It's just by coincidence that I happened to run in to you two.
Luon: Ha...so wait, what do you mean by us only “recently arriving� Are there other people in here, too?
Riffles: He he he...if you wish to call them that, sure. You could say that there are other people here.
Luon: Huh...?
Riffles: You're now in the Room of Waste. The home of the Devourer. Anything that is deemed waste by the castle is brought here, where it is disposed of by its “Cleaner.â€
Luon: W-what!? So then...that smell...? Ugh... God! No! My nose...ugh!
Riffles: Hya ha ha ha! Have you never taken a whiff of rotten flesh, boy? Heh. It was the craze back when I was a wee Demon. Kids these days are spoiled rotten...
The room begins to shake, and a terrifying shriek fills the air.
Riffles: Oh ho! A little late, but that doesn't matter. I'd love to stay and chat, as you've been great entertainment...but I didn't plan on being eaten any time soon. I just wish that you could have lived a little longer.
Riffles vanishes in a haze of black smoke.
Luon: Shit...! Shit, shit, shit! What's going on!?
Eria: What're you freaking out for if you don't know what's happening!?
Luon: Because I just know that it's bad! Everything he just said hinted at us dying!
Eria: Oh...really? I hadn't noticed.
A massive, worm-like creature emerges from the ceiling. The doors are blocked by it's tentacles, which extend down from the side of the walls to act as barricades.
Luon: So...THIS must be one of those big things you were referring to, huh?
Eria: Uh-huh. I didn't actually think we'd meet one so soon, though.
Luon: Then we'll just kill it and be on our way! I'm getting' out of here, regardless of Whether or not any piece of worm shit wants to say otherwise!
(A battle occurs against the DEVOURER. After winning, it's tentacles subside and you are gifted with the Orb of Slime. It helps you to walk up certain walls, and to stick to any floors surface.)
Luon: (Pant) (Pant) Ha...ha...ha...look, see...? Th-there...it's...it's dead.
Eria: And it looks like you soon will be, too.
Luon: (Pant) (Pant) Well...excuse me...for not being a floating turd! I...I did all of the work!
Eria: A what!? You're just jealous, you bastard!
Eria begins to ram her self in to Luon's head.
Luon: Ow! Ow! Ow!!! Okay, okay! Fine! Let's just go!
Eria: He he he.
Luon: Damn little pixie...
Eria: What was that!?
Luon: Nothing! Nothing!
Luon and Eria continue out of the room
(Part C coming soon.)
Free 8bit Sounds!
Why hallo thar, 8-bit goodness. I see this before I went to bed last night (this morning) but was too tired to check it out. But now I shall! And I have....already. Post just sounds better when I add the part about me eventually doing it.
I liked 'em, though for some reason they sounded a tad sped up, or maybe even incomplete. Like the few warp (I think) ones I found in there. You could probably slow 'em down in the editor if you really wanted to do it though, so I guess that's no real problem.
Anywhoo, overall they're good! More SNES-sounding than anything, but they definitly do resemble sounds uaually associated with 8-Bit games.
I liked 'em, though for some reason they sounded a tad sped up, or maybe even incomplete. Like the few warp (I think) ones I found in there. You could probably slow 'em down in the editor if you really wanted to do it though, so I guess that's no real problem.
Anywhoo, overall they're good! More SNES-sounding than anything, but they definitly do resemble sounds uaually associated with 8-Bit games.
Dragon Fantasy III: Dawn of Queens
Har. Yeah, but I wanted to write, and it had to be something simple and easy to work with. Then Dragon Fantasy popped in to mind! Everything was already there, and all I had to do was use it to build the beginning of this little...thingy I've got going here.
Or I could have just changed the names of the people and places, and it would've been an original story! But eh. This is now...Dragon Fantasy III! For the time being, anyway. >_>
Or I could have just changed the names of the people and places, and it would've been an original story! But eh. This is now...Dragon Fantasy III! For the time being, anyway. >_>
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