Life as a Terraria NPC

Princess

She literally told us all of this when she arrived on SEBoD. Oh, how humbling it must be for Her Highness to live in what Jas likes to call a high-quality lodging. He was hated by the entire population, INCLUDING SANTA CLAUS, for this preposterous living conditions he has set on Her Majesty for a day until he renovated her place with proper decor and functionality. He's lucky the princess is so forgiving and carefree. She's so adorable!

Greetings, my subjects. Your princess, Sophia, has come to greet your world's progress! I've been assigned by my father to watch over your progress, and I must say, you all have done a good job guiding your Chosen! May I meet him?

Jas goes towards her.

Jas: Hi. I'm Jas. I'm the Chosen of this place. And welcome to Solarux Express Bunker of Dreams, Princess Sophia!

Sophia: Oh, my! You look great! You're rocking that hair!

Jas: Oh this? You can ask Petra about this! She's our resident Hair Stylist, and she's really good at her job.

Sophia: Well, well! I shall take upon your offer! But, for now, I must take my rest! My travel has been quite tiring, you see!

Jas: Well, I'll show you the way!"

This is where the bad thing happened. Jas brings her into an absolute sh*thole. I cannot stress enough how bad the place looked. It was the worst house in the entire bunker. Dirt ceiling. Dirt wall. Dirt floor. Wooden workbench and a wooden chair. We were all in shock. The Princess, however, was smiling innocently.

Sophia: How cute this place is! I've never felt so close to nature!

Jas: Alas, Your Highness understands the prestige this bunker offers- ouch! What's the matter, Claire? What do you mean- AAAAGGHH!

Claire pushes Jas outside, and talks to the Princess.

Claire: I am incredibly sorry for what the Chosen has done to embarrass you.

Sophia: Embarrass me? Oh, no, no! I don't think he has done anything wrong. I am happy that he has offered me a place to stay while I observe Solarux!

Claire: Oh, please don't excuse his misbehaviour. Please, take my room instead. I will ask him to make this place suit your taste, your Highness!

Sophia: No need for such, Nurse of Solarux. I shall take my rest here in this room the Chosen has offered me.

Claire: No, I insist, Princess Sophia! I have a pink bed you might like!

Sophia: Now you have my attention! I do like pink! Very well! I shall take your offer. And after my rest, please bring me to you Hair Stylist. I would like to see her talents. I have hair problems, you see.

Claire: Thank you, your Highness.

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Author's Very Final Note (probably)

Thank you for reading this silly book of mine. I started this around six years ago I think. If you've read this when there were only a few chapters in yet, and you're still reading this till now, well, you're probably as old as me.

Anyways, this is Fort Piler signing out.

(I'm still gonna update probably if they add more NPCs. I might make a new Wattpad account for my more serious books that are on my drafts right now. Also check out my twitter @perxivul. I mostly draw now, since I can.)

Smile!

:)