They named her Rosa.
She was born in a beam of blue light. In a simple wooden bedroom, With a wooden table and chair next to an ornate golden bed.
Brooklyn, the world master, watched her get ahold of her shape. Condensing her slime to smooth out her facial features and make her face a bit more opaque. She had 6 tiny slime cores in her body that each granted her blurry vision in a 360-degree radius for about 15 feet getting blurrier from there, all 6 of the blurry visions combined into a crisp view for about twice that distance.
She wanted to be more like the world master, so she moved two cores into her eye sockets and constricted the 360-degree view to about 80 or 90 degrees, this greatly lengthened the distance each could see. Granting her a slimy equivalent of humanoid binocular vision. As it only used two of the 6 cores she kept most of her normal spherical vision, the distance and clarity just reduced a bit.
Her new eyes let her better see the World Master’s Black and purple robes and their wings shedding sparkles of matching dark mana.
There was a pattern in her mind for creating her clothes, part of the natural knowledge that comes from being this world’s ‘Party Pal’. She had a shop full of things that made parties fun. Hats, streamers, sex toys, confetti, bubbles. All kinds of cute things.
She needed money to buy stuff from her own shop menu. Annoyed, she closed it. Focusing on the outfit.
There were 3 hair options, a ponytail, pigtails, or down. Rosa picked the ponytail for now. Pushing her slime back and up, mimicking hair, into the right shape and condensing the slime into strands of pink hair. It was still a bit slimy-looking, but she was a slime. So, it was a good first try.
She condensed the slime all over her body, making it smoother and more sensitive. The slime for her nipples, and clit being the densest, and thus the most sensitive.
She pushed more slime out and condensed it into a simulation of clothes, not being fully attached, the clothes weren’t sensitive the way her pseudo skin was. She could feel it against her though.
First, she made a tight pink tube-top, her nipples visibly straining against the fabric. Then a matching short, tight pink skirt, the shiny dense slime of the clothes looking like vinyl. Short Boots made of a similar material finished off the look.
“She’s definitely hotter than the wild ones.” Brooklyn said out loud to themself. Rosa had no trouble hearing though.
“Well thank you, World Master. You’re pretty hot yourself.” the Slime girl said in a playful tone
“Oh, she is much more aware than the Shopkeep too” Brooklyn stepped closer and asked. “How are you feeling?”
Rosa looked and felt a bit less confidant. “Good I guess.”
“What do you know about… well, anything? I don’t know where to start.” Brooklyn asked, watching the slime girl carefully.
“I’m Rosa, this World’s party pal. I drop everything I am carrying and respawn here if I die, just like you. I have a mirror to escape back here if I need to. I can buy things from stores like you, even my own. However, I can’t use things from my store without paying. You’d think I would at least get a set of the sex toys to demonstrate with.” She added the last line with a playful pout and a wink.
She continued monologing a moment later. “I have a special Confetti Grenade Attack with a short cooldown and unlimited uses to start, it is just as harmless as the ones I can sell, unfortunately. I can also use items you gift me, or I find myself to improve my combat prowess.”
“My store’s inventory can change or improve based on where I live, what events are going on and my level. I also have a sense of what’s effecting my inventory or when I’m having an effect on someone else’s options. For example, having a second person besides you assigned to this “town” is adding a Forest Transport Hub to the Shopkeep’s menu. A minimum of two native people are needed living in a town for a transport hub to function as well.” Rosa finished.
Brooklyn thought for a moment then said “Ok, so you know basic stuff associated with your role, basic world mechanics and have some degree of independent thoughts and actions.” Then Brooklyn asked, “What would you do if we just left now for the rest of the day?”
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“Wait here until I see you again. Maybe wander around town a bit.”
Brooklyn looked concerned. “If you respawn like a medium-core player, you might also act as a player in other ways. Like having monsters spawn around you. We could most likely leave the Deva statue on in the cave outside the underground building. That would make sure only sexy monsters spawn in that area. Night is falling soon and I really don't like the idea of you only having confetti grenades to pretend to defend yourself with”
“Come with me Rosa and I’ll teach you and Rayne about combat in this world,” Brookly said.
Rosa wondered aloud “who is Rayne”
Brooklyn stopped halfway out of her room and looked back. “Rayne is my female side, she’s the expert on sex combat, I’m Marty, the male half and the expert on abusing combat mechanics. I have an idea to help people tell us apart but we should hurry, I want to make some demon eye traps first”
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It took a while to get to the surface.
Marty made a bunch of basic weapons and armour, stashing some of their end game gear in the base and grabbing materials and items. They hadn’t done any exploring or mining yet, and he wouldn’t waste a vault visit on such basic crap, so everything was iron or wood. He didn’t even want to waste the hundred of bars of iron it would take to make 2 full suits of armour, making it the armour out of wood. The sword and bow both made with the iron.
'only in video games would an iron bow be better than a wooden one, but whatever' he thought to himself, his wife hearing anyway due to the lack of barriers in their mind now.
He used stone from the base/pit expansion and wood to craft arrows, wood and slime gel from the pit traps to make torches. Then used the arrows and some of the torches to make flaming arrows.
He had to use a gifting mechanic that was one of the advanced NPC options, to give the slime girl her suit of wooden armour, iron weapons, arrows and torches. He got a message that they gained 2 relationship points for giving her the first piece of armour, then every item after that popped up a warning that he couldn’t gain anymore relationship point with this NPC through gifts today. He had to confirm that yes he did want to give her another gift anyway.
Finally, on the surface, it turned out that Rosa's hairstyle, boots and outfit all counted as cosmetic armour for the purposes of covering up the extremely ugly wooden armour. The armour only gave 1 defence per piece, then 1 more as a set bonus for a total of only 4. He had stored away accessories that gave more defence. That was part of the point though, if they didn’t take some real damage they wouldn’t appreciate how much gear mattered in this world.
All around the clearing on the surface, Marty built narrow towers, only 1 block wide(about 2 feet, or 60cm). On top of each tower, he built a small room, barely high enough to stand in. The room had no doors or windows, wooden walls and a floor made of the wooden platforms players could jump up and down through.
The same kind of platforms they used to make stairs out of the base for the slime girl. Since Rosa couldn’t fly, and they didn’t have a spare grappling hook.
He finished each tower with a torch on top and torches on the outer walls.
Then, once the towers were built, he made a ring of 6 campfires around the clearing, Two on either side of each pit trap, he wired up 3 switches around the top of each pit. This way they could run across the top of a pit, then open it again on the other side to drop pursuers. Between the torches on the towers and the ring of campfires, there would be light in the whole clearing all night.
His Summoned monsters fought off most of the slimes, Rosa killed a few of the blob-like pure monster slimes with her iron sword. Using her grenades to pull a few more when she ran out of stuff to kill, she was getting better at noticing when they were about to jump at her. The overlapping healing auras of the campfires helping to heal off any damage she occasionally took.
As the last rays of light from the sun faded, Marty finished his preparations and dismissed his summons, stashing the summoning gear and accessories in a chest in the center of the clearing, and putting on the wooden armour before passing over control of everything but the mouth to his wife.
“Roooaaahhg” came a growly moan from behind them.