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==0621== {{spoiler|start}} Carver: Hardy har! That pup's got some spirit! Milly: Huh? Where did that doggy come from? Nevan: There, there! Doesn't he know he's got nothing to fear from us? Ashlynn: Aww. I hope that pooch has a home to go back to... Terry: Is it looking for scraps in this rubble? Amos: Is it barkin' at a demon!? Please tell me it's not... Lizzie: (snarl) Grrragh... (spit) Goober: Boing! Boing! Boing! Carver: It's too bad we couldn't do anything about that demon, aye? Milly: I suppose the demon's current location is the real question... Nevan: By summoning a demon, they went where even the Goddess fears to tread. And look at the results... Ashlynn: Oh, my... So people from Graceskull are trapped in that endless inferno? Like, endlessly? Terry: In a way, it's even more frightening than the Archfiend. Amos: Just goes to show, humans can never hope to control a demon. Lizzie: (snarl) Grrragh... (spit) Goober: (jiggle) Boing. Carver: What is this place? Milly: That smell... Is it sulphur? Ashlynn: Yuck! Smells like rotten eggs! Nevan: Could this really be some kind of hot spring resort? In a place like this!? Amos: The air's bloomin' hot and heavy round here. Terry: Ugh! This place stinks. Lizzie: (snarl) Rotten...dino egg smell... (spit) Goober: B-Boing... Carver: A hot-spring resort? In Mortamor's dread realm? Somethin' ain't right with this picture. Milly: The dread realm... This whole world is under the Archfiend's command... Milly: I wonder how this place works into his scheme... Ashlynn: Popular place, huh? Nevan: Judging from their expressions, the people here seem content. But still... Nevan: There's something about them...like they're puppets, just going through the motions. Amos: Let's take a dip! Erm... I mean, let's investigate the pool at the back. Terry: Are you thinking of taking a soak, Hero? Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie not like...warm water... Prefer...hot water... Lava is best...! (spit) Goober: Boing! Boi-oing! Carver: Huh. A resort? In this world? Milly: Lotus Lagoon... What a curious name. Are lotuses poisonous? Ashlynn: Ooh, a soak would feel super! Nevan: Just being in this realm has completely sapped our energy. Nevan: I wonder if a relaxing soak here would give us our strength back. Amos: Old Amos likes a good long soak! Terry: Let's take a look. Lizzie: (snarl) Sign...for resort...? (slobber) Goober: Boing! Boing! Carver: Huh. Takin' a load off would be nice, aye? Milly: Floating away? I wonder... Ashlynn: Ooh, floating away would feel so good right now! Ashlynn: I feel like I've put on a ton of weight since we got to this realm. Nevan: Judging by his expression, the water must be extremely relaxing. Amos: He reckons it's like he's floatin'. Anyone else fancy joinin' him? Terry: Hmph. Well, as long as he's enjoying himself... Lizzie: (snarl) Water feel...good...? (spit) Goober: (slurrrp) Carver: His body's steamin'. He must've just got out. Milly: His aura has a satisfied glow. Ashlynn: He looks relaxed to the max! Nevan: There's a smile still on his lips. Amos: That might be the happiest sleepin' face we've seen since we got here. Terry: Well, at least he's not dead. Lizzie: (snarl) Water feel...good...? (spit) Goober: Boing? Carver: Huh. That fella ain't like the other lagoon regulars, aye? Milly: Let's see if I've got this right... Milly: If the people of Despairia get their hopes and dreams back, then our strength will be restored? Milly: Hmm... I'm really not sure that I understand what's going on... Ashlynn: I guess every resort has a party-pooper, huh? Nevan: So even entering the waters won't give us back the powers we've lost? Nevan: If this is true, it is most alarming. Amos: It seems there's some backstory here, but he's not goin' into detail. Terry: Let's see if we can do something about restoring Despairia's hopes and dreams. Lizzie: (snarl) Did Hero...get hint...? (slobber) Goober: Boing? Carver: Hardy har! I suppose bunny girls need to relax, too. Milly: Careful, Hero. You've had a few bad experiences with bunny girls already... Ashlynn: Is this place, like, free? I mean, we didn't pay to get in... Nevan: There's even a bar here. Amos: Is that bunny girl goin' to take a little dip with us? Terry: I didn't come here for a swim. I'm here to find out what's going on. Lizzie: (snarl) Lagoon really...best thing ever...? (slobber) Goober: Boing, boing, boing. Carver: Crikey! The drinks're free, too!? Milly: Wasn't there something...strange...about that gentleman? Ashlynn: Whoa! He's chugging way too much! Nevan: His strength's been draining away? It sounds similar to our experience. Hmm... Amos: A nice drink after a hot bath. That's the life! Terry: I'm getting tired of all this random blabbering. Lizzie: (snarl) No energy... Just drunk... (spit) Goober: (slurrrp) Carver: Funny. I don't see anyone old enough to be his wife around here... Milly: So that's what happens if you have a drink here... Milly: Make sure you don't touch a drop, Hero! Ashlynn: I don't like the way that guy's leering at me. Nevan: Is he hallucinating? Amos: His departed wife? He's not talkin' about old Amos, is he? Terry: If she's truly dead, she won't be here... Lizzie: (snarl) Sees wife...even though dead...? (slobber) Goober: Boing...? Carver: Let's agree to disagree 'n everything like that. Milly: Respect for the Archfiend!? Could his life here really be that comfortable? Milly: I can't understand his point of view. Ashlynn: That's crazy talk! How could anyone even think that? Nevan: Hmm... I wonder... Nevan: Is it possible the liquor here is making people think like that man? Amos: So he reckons this realm is a happy place!? Amos: If you're stuck here for good, maybe you start to see things that way. Terry: Well, he can respect whoever he wants. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie respect...Archfiend before... Now respect...Terry... (spit) Goober: Boing! Boing! Carver: We came here to solve problems, not forget 'em. Milly: What's he up to...? It doesn't feel right that he's asking people to forget... Ashlynn: I really don't trust that barkeep. It sounds like he's serving up the easy way out... Nevan: I fear drinking that draught will make us forget more than just our worries and regrets. Amos: Only the bartender seems to have a little life in him. Terry: Worries? Regrets? Nope, not a one. Lizzie: (snarl) Humans drink...when worried...? (spit) Goober: (slurrrp) Boing! Carver: Ahh, he's probably just in a daze from soaking in the lagoon too long. Milly: He doesn't seem to be hypnotised or anything... Ashlynn: Hmm... His money pouch, maybe? His house key? What'd that lagoon make him forget? Nevan: Well, if he's forgotten it, perhaps it wasn't all that important in the first place. Amos: Old Amos has been known to forget a thing or two. Amos: When I really need to remember somethin', I scribble it down. Then I forget where I put the note... Terry: Isn't that always the way? Remember what you want to forget and forget what you want to remember... Lizzie: (snarl) Something...important...? Like who...he is...? (slobber) Goober: Boing! Boi-oing! Carver: Ahh, great. Later then, aye? Milly: I would like to investigate the lagoon, but if it's full up, there's nothing we can do. Ashlynn: How much later, do you think? The line doesn't seem to be moving... Nevan: Perhaps he's suspicious of us and that's why he won't let us bathe. Amos: We can't just dive in!? What a bloomin' shame! Terry: Well then, why don't we head out to the plains for a wander? Lizzie: (snarl) Lagoon...swamped...? (slobber) Goober: Boing! Boing, boing! Carver: Hasn't he had enough? His brain seems overcooked, aye? Milly: Maybe it's my imagination, but that man's eyes looked completely blank... Milly: It's like he was just a puppet on a string... Ashlynn: This lagoon sure is popular, huh? Like, is it really worth the wait? Nevan: Just what is so appealing about the waters here? Nevan: I suppose the only way to find out is to try it ourselves. Amos: Wow! Is the water really that special? I can't wait! Terry: I don't queue for anything. Let's get going. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie prefer...lava bath... (spit) Goober: B-Boing! B-Boing! Carver: Crikey! This is a real town, aye? Talk about gloomsville... Milly: I'm glad we found a town, but this one has such a dark aura... Ashlynn: Is it me, Hero, or does this world just suck the life right out of you? Nevan: This does appear to be a town, but one lacking any real sense of vitality. Amos: Well, at least they have towns in this world. Terry: I wonder what this place is called. Lizzie: (snarl) Never seen...this town... (spit) Goober: (jiggle) Carver: This town's gettin' me down. It's just so desolate 'n everything like that. Milly: This place just feels so stagnant. It's like the air is filled with people's sighs. Ashlynn: Ugh... Um, Hero? I'm not feeling too good. Ashlynn: What about everyone else? You all okay? Nevan: Ever since we came to this world, I've felt curiously drained of energy. Amos: It'd be drainin' to have to live here all the time. Terry: Hmph. Just walking round this place is depressing. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie not want...stay here long... (spit) Goober: Boing... Carver: Despairia, aye...? Sounds fun. Milly: Sucked out of the blue... So no one in this town was born and raised here... Ashlynn: Me, lose hope? He doesn't know me very well, does he? Ashlynn: Sure, I've had better days, but still... Nevan: Whose idea was it to name this place Despairia? Amos: Did you see that empty look in his eyes? (shudder) Terry: Despairia? Seems like it's living up to its name. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie...not want...lose hope... (spit) Goober: Boing? Carver: Huh. I thought he'd need every customer he could get in this town. Milly: Does no one in this town ever want to buy anything? Is such a thing possible? Milly: That comforting lagoon he mentioned does sound interesting, though. Ashlynn: The lagoon, huh...? Boy, he's either lazy or crazy. Nevan: He seems to have little desire to do business. Nevan: But the lagoon to the west sounds intriguing. We should investigate further. Amos: We don't know what's up ahead, so it might be a nice time to take a trip to the lagoon. Terry: Not exactly the most effective sales pitch. Lizzie: (snarl) Is shop...closed...? (spit) Goober: (slurp) Carver: Sap my strength? Oh, heck no! Carver: My muscles are all I've got! Take 'em away and I'd be nothin' but a featherweight weakling! Milly: Even though he's still capable of responding to us, it's like all the strength has left his body. Ashlynn: Boy, could he sound any less enthusiastic? Nevan: His words made me very uneasy. Amos: If that lad's speakin' the truth, we might all end up in the same state as him. Terry: Don't forget, the Archfiend created this world. We need to be ready for anything. Lizzie: (snarl) Swordsman lose...strength...? (slobber) Goober: Boing. Carver: Mayor, aye? There's somethin' familiar about that fella... Carver: Still, we've met lots of braggarts. Maybe I'm thinkin' of someone else. Milly: The Archfiend has been spiriting people to this world from all over the place, hasn't he? Ashlynn: Why's he asking us? Like we know! Nevan: So it seems the people here simply vanished from their hometowns. Amos: At least he's got fire in his belly. That's more than you can say for other folks here. Terry: He may have been a big cheese back home β here he's just another nobody. Lizzie: (snarl) Man...was pillar? Lizzie...not understand... (spit) Goober: Boi-oing! Boing! Carver: If that martial artist tried to break a board now, it'd probably break him. Carver: Why's everyone in town turnin' into weaklings, anyway? Milly: Oh dear... He won't find happiness at the bottom of that glass β only more problems. Ashlynn: Where's he get the money for his drinks? He seems too weak to work... Nevan: Drinking in the daytime... Wait, is it daytime? It's impossible to tell here... Amos: He smacked a harmour with his bare hands!? I bet his knuckles are still feelin' that... Terry: Who cares about his boasting. Lizzie: (snarl) This world...weaken him... (spit) Goober: Boing boing. Carver: I can't believe I'm sayin' this, but let's steer clear of food 'n drink for now, Hero. Carver: I don't like the evil look in that lady's eye. Milly: To die for, eh...? Maybe it's just me, but it seems to be making some of these people a bit loopy... Ashlynn: Something isn't right about all the folks drinking here. They're just, like, creepy. Nevan: It seems anyone here can drink to their heart's content. Just who is allowing this? And why...? Amos: If we drank all the booze here, it might keep the locals sober... Terry: If this ale's really so good, why's she giving it away for free? Lizzie: (snarl) Ale...to die for...? Grrrargh... (slobber) Goober: (slurrrp) Boing! Carver: I wonder where he got snatched from... Poor kid probably couldn't even tell us, aye? Milly: Separating a child that young from his parents... Why would anyone do such a thing? Ashlynn: Aww... We have to get that kid back to his parents! Nevan: It sounds like that boy has just arrived here. Nevan: Or perhaps time is frozen in this world? Amos: Seems the Archfiend makes no distinction between young and old. He won't get away with this! Terry: So that kid's alone...? Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie had...no friends... Now have... Terry...Hero... (spit) Goober: Boing? Boing! Carver: I reckon this is kinda like a nightmare... Not that her plan'll get her outta here. Milly: I wonder if we'll be able to return all these people to their homes... Ashlynn: You can't blame her for thinking that way. She's probably out of options... Nevan: I wish I could grant her wish. Amos: If she sleeps another fifty times or so, we'll have it all sorted out. Amos: Or we would if we had any energy left... Terry: Well, at least she hasn't given up all hope. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie have dream... Meet blue swordsman... Dream can...come true... (slobber) Goober: Boing boing. Carver: Crikey! Folks can't even get a break here when they sleep! Milly: The poor thing... Someone seems to be bullying him in his dreams... Ashlynn: Ugh! Can't we do anything to help these people? Ashlynn: Like, I wish we could at least give them sweet dreams or something! Nevan: Their dreams sound bad, but the reality here may be worse... Nevan: This place is tough enough on the grown-ups β for children, it must be especially harsh. Amos: That lad needs to stick up for himself, even in his dreams! Amos: ...But I haven't got the energy to pep anyone up. Terry: So even when you're asleep here, you get no relief. Lizzie: (snarl) People...asleep... Now night-time...? (spit) Goober: B-Boing! Carver: A smithy who lost his fire, aye? Carver: What a waste of good talent. Milly: So he came from somewhere called Greedmore Valley... Milly: Shall we head there once we've finished investigating this town? Ashlynn: He came from βGreedmoreβ Valley? I'll bet he runs a dirty business... {{spoiler|end}}
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