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Showing posts with label Dodongo. Show all posts
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Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Good Friends


Waking of Thursday, July 20, 2017


Good friends really are wonderful. Alison, Jenenne and Jenny came over and took me out for a burger to celebrate my birthday. They couldn’t do it on my actual birthday because.... it’s just been so busy at work.
It’s rough when for your birthday you gotta drive a longer commute, to a less sanitary building, with ventilation systems ill-designed for the desert environment, which don’t really work anyway, to sit in a smaller cubicle, at an earlier hour than usual, to do mandatory overtime.
It’s been some long and hard days. But....

Good friends really are wonderful.

After food they brought me back and we all wondered what to do next. “Games?” someone proposed.
And frankly I probably just panicked. Games like the kind you play at parties? Parties full of people, crowds make me nervous....
I don’t know when the last time I just plain.... played a game was. With other people. I know I used to. Lots of people. But....

When did it become so uncomfortable, so dangerous, in my mind?

That just someone saying the word Games could.... make me want to back out and run away.

And so I brought up something else that I had heard my friends express an interest in: “You guys want to see my Zelda game?”
“Ooh yeah!” said Jenny. I turned on the console.
Alison wanted to start her own game but when we came to the rigamarole of that she would have to create a profile on my WiiU first.... she told me to just go ahead.
Just for kicks I found my own way out of Ketoh Wawai’s shrouded island. Even remembered to turn my HUD back on halfway through, oops.
Our mission, I told them, was to Collect the Blue Marker and Find Mister Kilton.
And so we wandered west, toward my blue marker.... but it was quite far away. And zooming in with my scope, it looked like there might be a danger of my freezing to death before I could reach it.
Well.... not wanting to be all night, we decided to forego the blue marker for the present, and wander back east around the north of the volcano, toward Gut Check Rock, and Skull Lake.
But that was quite a long distance, too.
And so after looking at some wildlife—Alison enjoyed the cranes; she asked me to take a picture but I didn’t.... I should have—after looking at some wildlife I simply warped straight to Gut Check Rock.
From there I paraglided toward Skull Lake, found the highest jump-point I could and then paraglided again toward the shrine on the spire island. My friends were wowed by the vastness of the world! Jenny was right glued to the screen. And Alison was right glued to Jenenne’s snack she had brought: some kinda sticky-sweet puppy chow mix, which I tried to partake of carefully because I didn’t want to gum up my WiiU gamepad!
It was delicious.
“Here, take it away from me,” said Alison, and Jenny and I obliged.
The shrine was named for one Zuna Kai, but I don’t remember whether it was a puzzle shrine or a blessing shrine. Might have been a blessing shrine.... Yeah.
After that it was a slow float down all the shelfy rocks to find Kilton. There were so many crags to explore.... Killed a few baddies....
In the lake at the bottom there was a boat, and I showed my friends how to blow it around with a Korok Leaf! That was pretty cool. B)
I blew it the short distance to Kilton’s island....
And WAITED.
The water in the lake was full of giant flowers, submerged some feet beneath the surface. Made me wonder if there could be a fairy nearby....
Night fell, storms came and went (the foliage-obliterating lightning was quite transfixing!), and Kilton didn’t show.
After 2:00 am and with still no Kilton I jumped off the island and swam away for a distance. And then upon turning back—
BOOM! There’s a huge balloon of some kind parked there?? (Seemed I just had to step away so the game could populate it!) All in dark spooky colors in the patchwork of its envelope and the ramshackle tent beneath it.... at first glance it made me think of some Halloween-themed version of the Wizard of Oz!
I swam back!
After scrambling onto the island, I approached the figure moving behind the tent’s tiny counter.... He seemed.... bird-like in appearance—no it was the torn back of a hood—
I got his attention and he turned around and spooked and HOWLED at my appearance! And then he said, “Oh... just a Hylian.”
What.... was he? His face was huge, and grey-skinned. Actually I was reminded of nothing so much as.... oh let me check the spelling.... Ben Quadinaros. The Star Wars podracer whose power coupling failed at the start line. Quadinaros also had a huge face.
Kilton’s face was large, with pronouncedly curly eyebrows and very wide eyes. He asked me what I thought of monsters.
I told him the truth: “I hate them.”
And, looking very much, well, deflated, he cut off the conversation.
Oh dear. I.... kind of pitied his poor timid manner.
So I spoke to him again, and this time claimed, “I like them.”
He asked me how much I liked them.
There were four possible responses, and I only remember the most intense one: I ADORE THEM!
But I chose the lowest response.
Whereupon Kilton jumped into an overbearing pose and screamed, “I LOVE THEM MORE THAN YOU DO!”
o__o;
Guess he was.... anticipating a little bit of contention there. Guy gets excited! ^_^;;
But he apologized and quieted down and introduced himself properly and then rattled off the names of a few villages (some I’d never heard of!) that he might like to do business in in the future—at night.
And then.... he was on his way. Back in his balloon and off into the sky.
And that was Mister Kilton.
Well that encounter was.... shorter than I’d thought it would be. Seemed it was just an introduction, to get to know him.
Guess I’d see him around.
What even is he....? If not a Hylian.... I wonder....
Well, we’d completed our mission of Finding Mister Kilton, and so set about getting into what tomfoolery was readily available. I wandered....
From Skull Lake I wandered into Rok Woods, and quickly discovered it was not named for a giant bird, as I had wondered. I did however get a Korok for my.... heavily concussive troubles. And then I climbed up on one of the jutting rocks above Tempest Gulch. And after grabbing another Korok there, I considered the Blue Lynel prowling down near the aspens....
Under a bit of peer pressure from the ladies, I paraglided down and RODE IT! HAHA!
Wasn’t gonna let David one-up me entirely! ^_^
After it bucked me off, I had a fair tussle with it, too! I employed Stasis most effectively, but.... in the end it proved stronger than I was, and so I warped back to the Zuna Kai Shrine on top of the Skull Lake Spire, and then back to Gut Check Rock.
I showed them the cooking pot up near where Bayge sat, and after consulting my ingredients Alison insisted I should make a Speed Elixir. So I did, and they loved the cute little animation of Link cooking, just as they had loved the animation of him eating to up my hearts before I faced the Lynel. ^_^
But the Lynel had taken just as many hearts back off, and then some, and so it was a paraglide down to the hot spring for a nice, healing soak.
We ran around a bit more until we found.... a BLUE HINOX, snoring out there on the hot rocks. I moved in so they could see the creature up close, and got closer, and closer.... until the Hinox woke up, and then it was a comical run for our lives as it chased after us! XD
Ah it were such a delightful time just romping around on the screen. But....
Well, I was the Hero. And I had followed the breadcrumbs as far as I could. Perhaps not in a direct course, but hey, I was trying. Go see Impa. Go see Purah. Go see Robbie. Murmurs about Kilton.
And I’d found Kilton, and then he’d gone and—
There were no more breadcrumbs.
That was the end of the breadcrumbs.
....
But....
I was here at the Volcano.
....
Maybe it was time to see whether I could....
DO THE VOLCANO?
D8
I proposed a new quest to my companions: find, reach, and activate the local Sheikah Tower!
They were all in as I scrambled up the craggy stones and ashfalls, occasionally bursting into flame....
Good friends.... really are wonderful.

Somehow the house became quite the hot spot that night. John and Siara were there, had been there since about the time my friends and I got back from In-N-Out. They gave me a sweet birthday card, too. :3 <3 ^_^ And later Ben and Cami showed up! What kind of party was this?
Spontaneous, I guess.
Alison, Jenenne and Jenny didn’t see me reach the tower; it was getting late and they bowed out before then. I thanked them for the birthday visit, and they departed.
But once I got very close to the structure, I asked Ben if he’d like to see, and he did.
It was nice to find a tower that wasn’t swamped in a bog, covered in briars or surrounded by Guardians. There were just a few Bokoblins in the way on the hill just below, and they were easy enough to dispatch.
The Eldin Region map was.... TREMENDOUSLY INTERESTING. OuO I studied it for quite a long time, noting the places I’d already been, like the Eldin Great Skeleton.
As it turned out, there were a few more GIANT RIBCAGES smattering the sides of the volcano. Perhaps not as complete or grandiose as the Great Skeleton, but.... my gosh, still....
WHAT IS WITH ALL THESE GIANT BONES? o__o;
But then I saw something that truly made my insides shrivel up and die in horror just a little bit....
There was a giant ribcage in a pool of lava.... and just about where the head would have been was.... one of those Bokoblinish skull-dens?
The ones shaped like enormous skulls?? O___O
WAIT, wait.... I mean I’d figured the Bokoblins just liked to carve them that way, but.... then again I’d also seen weird squished mossy ones that looked.... a little more disturbingly organic than that. Or like they fell out of a Studio Ghibli film.
Were they actual skulls?
But I thought of the Eldin Giant Skeleton—THAT one.... that one had not been humanoid, as the skull-dens seemed to be. That one DEFINITELY was probably.... something more like a Dodongo. It had the long tail and everything.
Actually that was the only long tail I’d seen accompanying those ribcages. I mean I’d seen the ribcages everywhere: Lanayru, the desert, distant mountains I’d not yet climbed.... and now here in Eldin.
But maybe the long tails just didn’t survive in any of those other skeletons—and I didn’t see any other bones either, no femurs or pelvises or phalangies how do you spell that—just.... ribcages and vertebrae.
And those skull-dens everywhere.
And a massively boggling thought entered my mind.
Dodongos are native to Eldin; they’re native to the volcanic region. And Dodongos can grow to great size. And judging by the Eldin Great Skeleton, it could have been that giant Dodongos once ranged all over Hyrule.
But....
I remembered one other creature native to Eldin that I had also seen reach enormous sizes—and this creature.... was humanoid—

The Gorons.

The Gorons themselves.

Oh my gosh.

Were those Giant Goron skulls dotting the land all over?
Was there some tempestuous age of Giant Dodongos and Giant Gorons rumbling all over the land in titanic clashes of dominance?

DUDE? D8

Well, Ben and I had fun surveying the landscape from the top of the Eldin Tower. But soon I wanted to move. I tried paragliding down onto where my map said there was a road, but.... a few seconds after leaping off the tower, the wooden club on my back burst into flame with a little woof!
So I warped back onto the tower.
Ben, unfamiliar with the HUD, wanted to see the temperature gauge.
So I jumped off again.
There was something kind of hilarious about sailing quietly and serenely through the air and then woof!—bursting into flame.
I warped back to the tower again.
Ben said even the gauge itself burst into flame!
“Really?” :D I’d never seen that!
So I jumped off again.
Woof! There went the temperature gauge.
I warped back again.
I did this no less than four times, and we laughed every time. XD
Ahhhh.... X-)
Presently I tried jumping the other way—downhill over the face of the volcano—and started making my way toward a shrine I had marked long ago from the heights of Upland Zorana. I’d forgotten all about it. And it was a little tricky to find because my detector was still set to find Decayed Guardians.
Mmm makes me wonder if there are any shrines on the north face of the volcano.... I hadn’t been detecting shrines there either....
I came to the Tah Muhl Shrine, and completed it, and saved.... and went to bed.

Good friends really are wonderful.
And so are good family.
It was a good evening.
Just.... nice.
Nice to sit back and do something simple and fun the night before my doctor would infuse my blood with ketamine. What kind of person would I be after that?
I didn’t know.

Maybe I ought not to panic next time.
I remembered games.
I used to play them all the time, with other people. Lots of other people. And I liked it.
Why hadn’t I even been able to remember Apples to Apples?
It’s a good one.

Maybe next time.... I’ll invite the girls to play Apples to Apples.
And we can make cookies just for good measure.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

The Badlands


Waking of Saturday, July 8, 2017 ~ 2


From Gut Check Rock, I began a counterclockwise circumnavigation of Death Mountain. Dinraal looked like he got to some pretty low altitudes.... and if Farosh dropped things when you shot him with arrows.... then surely Dinraal would, too.
I paraglided, I jogged, I climbed—sometimes I would see the DIVINE BEAST crawling in a parallel course higher up the mountain. My gosh it was so big . . . . its feet were on fire . . . . and it had four eyes oh my gosh....
Madly inhaling Rock Octoroks.... Eldin Ostriches.... a few Red Lizalfos.... Ice Arrows took care of them.
And I saw....
Hhhhh.
There was land, over there. North of the volcano, across a huge gulf. Beyond the northern edge of my map.

I’d seen the distant mountaintops. Maybe from all the way back on the Plateau. There were some far, far peaks whereupon if you centered your scope.... the central reticle would remain empty, instead of lighting up red.
You couldn’t place markers there.
I’d always imagined they’d be just part of the grand scenery beyond as soon as I came up against the impassable mountain borders, which surely would be there....
Well.... I suppose the gigantic gulf was border enough. Though it still made it somehow more tantalizing.... Agh there was grass over there; there were hills and slopes and plains and mountains and . . . . hhhhhhh . . . .
It was comforting, and a little heartbreaking, to know and see that there was land over there.
Hahhhh. </3

I tracked Dinraal’s course through the most barren landscape of any I had yet visited. Naked stone and crusted spills of ash. No Koroks.
None.
Only monsters. And ostriches.
And a queer little breed of pigeon I took a pictograph of—apparently it’s no good to shoot it for game; it burns away when killed.
Okay so perhaps the land was not so barren. But the utter lack of Koroks was disconcerting.
The Deplian Badlands.
That’s what this place was called.
I stayed high, working from jutting crag to jutting crag, until I saw something . . . . unexpected, unbelievable, impossible: far away, in the lowest reaches, the farthest skirt of the volcano, right up against the dropoff into the impassable chasm, in a place with grass . . . . a long, broad, crestlike slab of bleachy grey: a skull.
And behind it, vertebra after vertebra, and great bowed ribs spidering into the earth. It was too big. It couldn’t be that big.
I thought of the StalHinox of Satori Mountain.
It couldn’t be that big. It was too big to be allowed!
And on his very occasional slow twining westward passes, Dinraal would snake low through the air above it, a crocodile, and he only the python.
How could it be that big . . . .
A Dodongo, I thought, it had to be a Dodongo, long-dead from some forgotten age, some terrible forgotten age.... And memories of Volvagia, and what would have happened had he not been killed.... And those giant bones I had seen in the dusty desert.... And visions of the volcano erupting endlessly, and lava covering the land, and dread colossal Dodongos reigning in blood and fire . . . .
What a terrible, terrible world.

It turned out the skeleton really was that big—I hiked for what felt like ages, and it seemed barely to come any further into my view. So slowly it crawled by at my passing....
But after a very, very long time, I did manage to get somewhat above it.
I thought again of the StalHinox, and was afraid to go down there. But.... at David’s encouragement....
I paraglided in.
Crag by crag, anyway. And then I was close enough to know: this was called the Eldin Great Skeleton.
IT WAS NOT A STAL-CREATURE. OuO;;
Well that was a relief.
I floated down onto the great mountain-shelf of its head.
There were baddies camped out beneath its spine! Bokoblins, Moblins, Lizalfos.
Well. The high ground was already mine. All I had left to do was appeal to Ja Baij.... I picked a nice angle and chucked my bombs one after another through the gap between two of the skeleton’s ribs. The monsters ran around in an irate fret, trying to find the source of the commotion, but they never failed to either come back toward the center, or run in to try and kick the bombs away.
Either way.... they blowed up real good.
And they left me a few presents! I snagged another Great Fireblade, a few bundles of arrows, and plenty of monster bits.... until these latter treasures began rolling away toward the skeleton’s tail with a sudden gust of wind.
David directed my attention upward: Dinraal was making another pass! I ran but could not catch his head. And so I fired an arrow at the only place I could—his underbelly.
I still had Ice Arrows equipped—sorry, Dinraal!
And a scale streaked glowing toward the earth like a falling star.
What?” said David, but I didn’t answer him; I just collected the scale.
Cool. X-)

I had quite a time exploring the entire giant skeleton, let me tell you. I climbed back up the tail and jumped from vertebra to vertebra—each singular bone took a few jogging strides to cross! And I crept up the neck beneath the huge armored skull—almost fell all the way through to the front but climbed back up and went backward again.
How could it be this big.
But after a time I moved on, and continued my counterclockwise traversal of the mountain.
And I saw something else. Something that seized my gut and just about made my heart stop—a White-Maned Lynel.
That’s what my compendium called it. I snapped its pictograph just as it threw a startled question-mark glance in my direction—and then I ducked back down behind the rock I was on.
Oh my gosh.... 8C
Its body was black and white. Striped. Like a zebra!?
So that was what was up with that thumbnail I kept decidedly ignoring in my DeviantArt messages.... there really were zebra-Lynels....
Yeah it was time to get high again. Oh that came out so wrong. It was time to get to high ground! I climbed up the backside of a large jutting rock, away from the Lynel’s view, until I was back amid the ashy crags of the mountain’s side.
And I continued round the mountain.
From my high road I saw Dinraal make another low pass over the farthest skirts of the mountain—this time over the barren piece of earth the White Lynel haunted. Anywhere else I might have sailed in to try for another scale or shard, but here?
Hah, NOPE! C8