Teaser
Chapter 1: Sonata the Nudist has Arrived!
Beginning AN:
I am vehemently for an actual Nymph NPC but I am vehemently against her putting on clothes when she becomes an NPC. Hell if anything she could be clothed as a monster and get naked when rescued. Hell yeah, someone should make a game or story with something like that in it, instead of the character being naked the first time we meet them they're clothed on their first appearance but get naked after that and stay naked. Forever.
Anyway, sorry for the tangent, I got bored and thought of how "a Nymph NPC (THAT DOES NOT PUT CLOTHES ON)" would work as a little story. The title may be changed later, especially when future Terraria stuff by me actually comes out, it may not.
For maximum "me" just have Bayonetta music playing in the background for the whole thing. Preferably with the remix of "Fly Me to the Moon," hopefully this is short enough to finish before the song ends. Bayonetta won't make too much sense for this but it will make sense for what this is 'leading up to.'
Her being naked all the time is the only reason I even care about her at all put clothes on the Nymphs and you're just left with another super-generic character I think, even if you keep the "shapeshift in to monster" aspect. I like constant nudity, moreso the more other characters there are that are clothed but maybe not that much since I tend to write about gigantic also-naked crowds too.
I said earlier responses to reviews will be in the first chapter of the next Terraria work I will submit. (I was not expecting any at all to be honest so for a while I didn't know what to do.) Well, since this isn't a oneshot any more, I've dropped that for the reviews I got in Chapter 1. However, the responses will be throughout Nymphlopedia as I update that.
"Ah, here we go, Purification Powder! Here!"
...
"Wh... oh! Right! I'm sorry! I was cursed and-"
"It's okay. I have a Guide. He told me everything. I have this town if you want to come to the surface. Just take the Pylon to the Jungle, I have a place set up for you."
"Oh, yeah. I can live on the surface."
"And I've got clothes for you if you-"
"Nah. I'm good."
"Wait, really?"
"Yep! Got a problem?"
"...I guess Trent and Tania were right. Figures."
Huh, kind of abrupt, the man in the mushroom armor whipped out his Magic Mirror and teleported away right after she told him she didn't want to get dressed. He was mumbling something about the Temple and stopping a robot in it? She assumed he meant that big brown building that she could not for the life of her enter.
The Cavern Town was the closest to where she was sprayed. Not a long walk. It was short time before she ran in to a trio of stone houses.
Sonata the Nudist has arrived!
Yes, 'rescued' NPCs do not get that unless they've been killed and respawn, that was just something Sonata thought to herself as she found four out of six eyes looking at her. She deserved a grand entrance like that. Anyway, as she walked her way to the first bits of actual organized civilization, unlike the chaotic nightmare that was Nymph... 'civilization' before, she brushed her hair back behind her ('coincidentally' unblocking her chest, but whatever. It was about time she had her hair done, anyway) and proudly walking onward wearing nothing but a smirk. She made sure to make exaggerated motions of her large hips as she went forth.
Sonata would find out the names of all of her neighbors later. For convenience's sake, the ones she would not right away will be listed here anyway:
Tavernkeep, Ted. Some guy from another dimension. Not important. He was serving a mug of beer to Demolitionist, Tordak. Slowly.
The third guy, Sonata for some reason wanted to avoid like the plague. Something about him really got under her skin. Filled her full of rage. She would learn his name was Nigel. He was lying on his back, sleeping, mumbling something about catching a mushroom. He had the strange smell of bones and dark magic or something.
The fact that he was a Clothier, ick.
Anyway, the dwarf holding booze in one hand and a bomb in the other 'spoke' first.
"Blah- btha- shouldn't you- clothes?!"
"Nah..." she said the same thing she said to the Terrarian. "I'm good."
Sonata placed her hand on the Pylon and was off.
Tordak's jaw was still dropped. And speaking of dropped things, that was what happened to the freshly-poured mug he held.
He'll get used to it. They all will.
She was too social to just go home right away. No, save that for last. Everybody needed to see her. Her first stop was the beach. The surface wasn't really her thing, but she could make an exception for the Ocean. She could always chug a Gills Potion and hang out deep in the water if the sunlight bothered her enough. Plus, it was probably the one biome where, generally speaking, going around naked would be seen as the least-weird by stupid human cultural standards.
Anyway, by the palm wood homes, Stylist Iris was doing the impossible task of working on Pirate Jack's labyrinth of a beard. Both of them-
Neither of them even noticed Sonata's nudity and she actually took a bit of offense to that. Iris raised an eyebrow, but that was it.
What 'more than made up for it' was when a certain little brat - Sammy, some fish kid - turned away from his boat and gagged. "Ewww, we have a naked woman living with us now? Who wants to see that? Put some clothes on, big butt!"
It also got the attention of the other two, which was a plus, but they kind of stared at that was it. Jack mumbled about some kind of 'Luring Mermaid' or something? Sonata wasn't a Siren though.
Sonata was also not a pedo and did not want people to see her as one. What would be a good comeback that keeps people knowing she wasn't one? Saying 'Kiss my ass' was absolutely out of the question. 'Bite me?' No. Even 'Screw you' could be twisted...
"Grow up." Was what she finally went with, before heading back to the Pylon, cyan eyes fixated on the washing waves. She'd go for a swim. And would have liked to swim at that moment then and there, but the stupid brat ruined it. She just wanted to be away from that kid.
There was a town built in the Hallow. Well, might as well... 'look at it...' Get it out of the way early.
Oh Pan it was just as bad as she heard about in the old Nymph tales. Also, the mushroom guy built it out of pearlwood - he wasn't very creative. Just 'whatever wood grew there, make box-shape houses out of it.' Box-shaped houses sucked, too. How would the water not pool up when it rained?
Well, at least there was a doctor in the house - nurse, actually. But the saying went- forget it. Her name was Madeline, and unlike most of the other neighbors, Sonata found that out right away when she walk up to her.
"Hold on. I'm Nurse Madeline. I know you're a Nymph. A 'basic' one. That or you're completely crazy so I hope it's Nymph."
"Well... yes, sort of. I've been 'cured.' In a way. I don't need to eat brains any more at least."
"...Treating you will be difficult."
"In more ways than one."
The Wizard, Greum, looked to be off in his own little world at that moment staring at some crystal ball and looking off at the alien, eldritch beings of the Hallow that were apparently considered 'critters' like the nice, cute, familiar rats and worms. And as for Lexus, whatever, she just looked happy to have company.
Sonata would have taken up on whatever colorful invitation Lexus held in her hand if it weren't for that damn biome.
"HI-HI!" She cheered. "You must be the new guest!"
"Hey." Sonata said, finally just pointing at herself. "I'm naked. I thought more people would care about that."
"Oh, well, you see, we all got used to Tania..."
Sonata's ears perked. "Wait, there's another nudist?"
"Yeah! Tania! She's this naked weirdo who lives in the Jungle!"
Oh. Jungle. Mixed feelings... and that guy who saved her also made that place her home, right, she had to go there any way.
Sonata was going to prepare herself a little first. Before going over there head-on.
The Desert had an interesting set of reactions. Hiram, that cute-looking guy wearing way too many clothes and fumbling around with some kind of colorful... paint thing unfortunately seemed to take a strong objection to Sonata's very being. Or, more obviously, her dress code. He looked like he was going to puke. Ada, one of the tech wizards, working on something cog-filled. She gave a quick glance in Sonata's direction and then quickly scrambled back as though she wasn't supposed to even see her. (Pfft, no.) Sonata could tell she was trying to have an open mind but ignoring her at the same time. And then, finally, gun guy Darnell, who seemed to be the first person Sonata encountered that enjoyed her nudity. He was grinning, giving her a thumbs up.
Sonata loved the attention from Darnell at first. Later down the road... not as much. Back then, though, she gave him a thumb's up back.
Nymphs of all kinds could handle the cold. They were pretty much built for it. Obviously, Tundra Nymphs especially. But the actual Tundra on that island... it was a little bit much. Nobody even got to really see her. Sophia and Ragz spent all their time together, drinking hot chocolate or something sappy like that, Sonata only seeing them through the window, and the only other resident Sonata spotted she mistook for a statue. A 'powered down' Cyborg named Ci or something like that. Well, Tundra one, Sonata zero, she unambiguously got destroyed there. A Warmth Potion would be used later- oh yeah and thank Pan those existed.
Okay... Mushroom Pylon? Why did those dumb little bug-infested indigo forests get their own Pylon but not somewhere nice and pleasant and toasty like Hell? Meh, neighbors were neighbors, even if they were several meters far apart in different biomes, there were teleporters linking them might as well-
She was not expecting to be hugged by a giant mushroom less than a minute after warping there.
"FINALLY!" Said Shimeji. "ANOTHER NUDIST! I know we'll get along together! Do you hate Nigel too? I do!" As she would find out later, yes, that 'Nigel' was in fact the same- eh. I said it already.
She looked around- wow things were getting a bit fuzzy, she was probably breathing in some spores and should probably check on Madeline for some advice. Anyway there was some rich old man named Warren, who Sonata could just tell from the way he was preventing someone from seeing nudity was a bitter A-hole, was putting his hand over the eyes of a young girl with pink hair. Sonata would not get that girl's name until much later. The Princess did get a few peeks, though, which made Sonata smirk.
Help came to her in the form of a Guide - she tensed upon seeing him. Guides and Nymphs... had a bit of history. Stupididly complicated history. On the plus side, he did get Shimeji to back away a little, with a gentle arm gesture. So he didn't have to get punched in the... face? Sonata had never seen a Truffle before, where does the face end and the body begin?
"Welcome to the Surface!" Trent said. Wow he was talking to her as if - heavens of heavens what a horrible thought here - she was actually wearing clothes! Or... no, that's too awful to picture... more like... he was talking to her as if he was an extremely casual nudist himself or something. Much better. "I'm glad to have you join us! I can let you know if there's anything you need to need."
"I've..." Sonata answered. "I've been around. Um, isn't there some other nudist-" she thought that over for a split-second. "BESIDES this... guy over here?" She was not normally that hesitant to speak. At all.
"Oh, you mean Tania?"
"Yes! The name that somebody else said!"
"Yeah, she's the Dryad. She lives in the Jungle-"
Oh, right! The last place she'd look anyway! Her home.
(Well, the Jungle was home to some... unsavory people in the past. And horrible killer turtles in the present. She liked the atmosphere, but of course she'd save the place for last, thanks to the... fauna. And, again, people. Yet again, why did that armored guy build her home there?)
Sonata grabbed Trent by the shoulders.
"She's a DRYAD?! THE Dryad?! I didn't know she was here! O- on the island I'm on! Heh... hah!"
She began to get red hot. Trent chuckled.
"I know about your history."
"...Has she seen any other Nymphs?"
"Recently? No."
Sonata took a deep breath in and out, heart pounding as she rested herself against the Mushroom Pylon.
"I might live in the Mushroom Forest... for some reason," said Trent. Okay, Sonata wasn't the only one with strange housing arrangements. "but if you're feeling nervous, I like going to the forest to clear my head a little. Want to go there?"
Okay. One last stop before the... big... Jungle... finale. Right. The forest. Both Sonata and Trent teleported there.
Also it turned out it was the second place where all three residents were ignoring her. Edwin, some man with a white beard (well another man with a white beard) was just counting his coins and torches, too focused on them to even see her. Billy Bones, professional golfer, was checking around the wind. When he did look at Sonata, his expression to her felt like it came off as 'Great, another nudist,' and that was confirmed when Sonata looked at a lake and saw a redhead with a fox tail taking a bath right there in front of everybody. More context, the redhead was named Mollie and was Billy Bones' sister.
"So, how familiar are you with the surface?" Trent asked.
"I'm a hundred and eighty. And I've been to the surface... some times? Mostly at night. Once a year at least!"
"Well, this is a land that-"
"Uh can we circle back around to that after I've spoken to Tania?"
"Um..."
Sonata took off, touched the Pylon, and wound up in the Jungle. Finally, the end goal.
Again sunlight was something to get used to. The overhanging leaves made it a little more tollerable in that biome, as did the nice, humid air, but still.
Sonata tensed up and turned around, keeping a firm lookout for those damn Tortoises. Seeing none, she made a beeline to the small block of homes made from rich mahogany. There were four, one with a bunch of inactive fountains and various potion-looking tool things, one surrounded by a spectrum of flowers, one with vines snaking around it, and-
And an empty house with some stone around it, gems embedded. In-between the latter two homes.
The Jungle Pylon flashed, Trent appearing again. "The house with the gems is yours. The man who saved you told me to tell you. He's somewhere right below us, exploring the Jungle Temple. Looking for Golem. We'll have a Lantern Celebration if he wins!"
He teleported away.
Sonata opened the door to her 'own new home' at first and peeked in. There was the usual chair and table that apparently everybody had, and... a metal detector mountain on a wooden item display? For some reason, Sonata found that a little eerie. Morbid, even.
Well her home was the only one with jewels so as far as she cared, she may as well be the richest.
Behind her was gasping. A man clad in a red hat and shirt. And overalls that... were originally white, but it kind of looked like a bunch of Slimes threw up on him at the specific moment they met.
"A Nymph!" He said.
Sonata put her hands to her hips and huffed. "This is kind of boring. I thought everybody would be freaking out and telling me to put on clothes and having no idea what I am and that this is the norm underground. I got a few stares and some people asking me to wear something but that's it. I wanted riots and arms thrown in the air. Hi, I am Sonata, your new next-door neighbor, and you are taking the fun out of this."
"I'm Stefano, and I've always wanted to have a friendly Nymph in town!" He winked, giving her a thumbs up. She just rolled her eyes.
"Um, you're welcome?"
He seemed to flush, but kept his grin. Mostly, his mouth was quivering. "So, would ya' like to be my next model?"
"Oh, you paint people?" Sonata asked, face lighting up.
"Mostly landscapes, but I do portraits too!"
"Great! I hope you don't mind going and going until every wall in my house is covered with portraits of me. That'll make this whole 'not being cursed to crave human flesh anymore' feeling better. I can pay you loads, I found a lot of treasure with my own metal detector, and now I'm rich."
Stefano thought that over.
"Deal!"
"Ah, I see another spirit has entered our land. One cured of a former illness from the depths that burn sinners."
Oh. It was one of those lizard-people.
"Hey. I'm Sonata." She said.
"Xirigua." They shook hands.
"Do you have a problem with me running around naked all the time?"
"Actually, I do, but-"
"Blah so what can you tell me about Tania?!"
"Ah, Tania! The other one with nature!"
"I wanna speak to her."
He pointed at the vine-covered house at the end. But nervously.
"I feel her spirit and I link, and yours and hers may too, but we have some disagreements. Mainly on the Hallow."
"Oh," Sonata lit up, "perfect! I hate the Hallow!"
"Um. I'm the one who hates the Hallow. Not her."
"Oh."
Then the door to that final house opened and Sonata nearly had a heart attack.
Standing there was the most beautiful woman she had seen yet. With green braided vine-like hair with a flower in it that went to her back, brilliant purple eyes that have seen plenty over the centuries, and a curvy body that just barely had vines wrapped around it. To be more specific since the Dryad's outfit is a bit open to interpretation, her vines did not hide her chest at all, and one just barely snaked between her legs to give her any bit of modesty. Sonata would find out later that her butt, of which was at a size to rival Sonata's own, was uncovered.
"Uh... you must be Tania..." Sonata said, face flushing for the first time in a long while. Whoo did she have the perfect body, and showed off most of that. "I- I never thought I would meet you, but I- I think Pan might-"
"You should put some clothes on, naked weirdo."
She closed the door.
Sonata stood there slack-jawed. Her arm and neck twitched a couple of time.
"I told her that..." said Xirigua. "Not as rudely."
"Yeah." Said Stefano. "When I moved in with her, I showed up naked in front of her doorstep. Protip: The Naked Man only works two out of three times."
Sigh.
Sonata and Darnell would not become the best of friends, to say the least. But there was one thing they could agree on: Tania was the looker.
But she was a bit of a prude.
THE E-
So would Sonata put on clothes to impress her?
Hell no!
THE END.
Closing AN:
So it turns out when I try to write a character that's mostly just a blank slate but I keep the whole "naked" thing in mind I sort of default to a more mild Kabus Daygelz of Joy Roy, I guess. That's what I'd describe what I kinda ended up going with for Sonata. This explains a lot. (JR is something over on Fictionpress it is super NSFW.)
Don't overthink the Dryad's response to Sonata or go "But she likes the Truffle and you keep pointing out that he's naked," that was a joke, she won't be like that in... the future, and I might even retcon this and end it a bit differently.
"Wait how is the Princess around? Freeing Sonata would imply that MC doesn't have every Town NPC, and thus she wouldn't have spawned." This is one of those things where I'll just pull the "It's just a story" card, something I rarely do. But basically pretend that this was some 1.5 update or something that added the Nudist NPC to the game, and of course since it would be kind of dumb to just despawn the Princess in worlds where she's there until you re-get every NPC, just pretend that this was someone updating their post-Plantera 1.4 file to "1.5" and... yeah. I promise stuff like this wouldn't be an issue in future stories. And that I also won't generally rely too much on "game mechanics."
This paragraph's long and kind of stupid you should probably skip it unless you're curious about the question at the beginning: "Woah is the Dryad topless?" Yeah honestly blame fanart for that, for once I was perfectly content with holding back on nudity with her but each time I see fanart that has the Dryad have part of her "exposed" I think "Shoot, why don't I just do that?" And boom, it becomes "a thing." I didn't make any Terraria fanwork until after seeing at least one where "by default" she's topless, buttless, and ahem-less, but if I did I guarantee that she'd start with a more standard plant bikini that would just retroactively get more and more revealing. Alright, credit where credit's due, this started with a drawing by mint_jesus on Reddit (search "Decided to fanart" if you use quotes it's the only result) where she was topless in a grass skirt but her arms were conveniently over her chest. I thought "Wow, topless Dryad, that's pretty cool, I think I'm just gonna do that from now on." Then there was a re-creation of the in-game painting on Deviantart by Dokke67 which has her in vines that don't cover her butt, and I was like, "Okay, my Dryad will be topless AND without butt-coverage." And finally there was this NPC group image on Newgrounds (it was posted on the forums but the image was deleted or expired... basically I kinda cross-referenced that it was the same post from a comment about the Truffle having a gun, it doesn't matter) by GrandKaiser that was otherwise tame but the Dryad was implied to just be casually naked, she had bandages on her chest and her groin was kinda hidden by the Mechanic's head and based on the artist's reply on a comment about it, that was actual censorship because she did have like visible vines around her leg so I thought at first she was wearing something. TLDR: Fanart pushed me to make the Dryad way nakeder than I would have otherwise.
I didn't say the Princess' name for a stupid reason. My character names are based on the world of my first Hardcore run, which tragically ended before the update with the Princess in it (Moon Lord killed him), and I had barely looked back at that world since, not enough to get the Princess to spawn. I do have another world where I did get the Princess to spawn, but I'd rather not jumble things together. I made this Hank Hill character, the character names are lifted directly from their current iterations in his world as of the time I started plotting this out.
I'm telling myself that I might come back here and tweak things up a little but I've said that with my other oneshots and so far I had not done that. Soon, though. I'm trying to prevent Joy Roy from completely taking over my writing time and I don't want to go overkill on new projects. (Fictionpress-wise, Hexadecisland will be the last one for a while.) EDIT: Ah I actually did tweak up this one! Whoo, going uphill!
Anyway so this is it for my output in 2020, stay tuned for whatever whopping five chapters and rushed oneshots I have for 2021!
I wouldn't exactly say that this is the "end of my Gravity Falls Era" but this is definitely the beginning of a "Terraria era." This oneshot, though, has little to nothing to do with the sort of "extended universe" I'm setting up. Details will come a bit later, but right now, I just wanted to do a oneshot of the Nymph running around naked and everybody being surprised. But this... didn't come off like that. (As I actually wrote it the "not surprised" characters were meant to be few and far in-between compared to the "surprised" characters but the former outnumbered the latter.)
Speaking of "running around naked and everybody being surprised" this was inspired by what I think was a Super Bowl commercial? Someone who is probably a celebrity whose fans are gonna try to kill me for not knowing her name is just walking around with "strategic covering," then it turns out at the end she's wearing a bikini which I think is stupid as all hell, but then like looking back there's shots of her bare back or whatever that makes it unlikely she was wearing the bikini, so I don't know it's stupid. I think it was for Carl's Jr. or something like that.
Anyway that has nothing to do with some upcoming, bigger Terraria fanwork (that might for once have tie-in art! But it will be bad art because I'm horrible at drawing!), but the following does, and it's set in a different 'universe' from this (yes the story named "teaser" also has an actual teaser of its own, and arguably to the exact same story):
The Doom is here. With the Four Pillars slain, the Prison had finally been broken, and the Moon Lord floated above the land of Terraria.
Despite only being at half of his full power at the most, he was still ready to lay waste to the world that he had recently coated in a flickering darkness. Slaughter the Hero who botched the Cultists' ritual. Finish what he started with the Dryads, his final target in front of him. Reunite with what remained of his other body parts. Invade other dimensions. Feed on sanity, of which there would be little after his reign, and fear, of which there already is plenty.
His middle eye opened up and began to glow, ghostly energy being sucked in. Two heroes stood before him and in front of the rest of the town - a man dressed in Shroomite, Vortex Beater at the ready; and a Nymph clad in no armor or anything at all, Solar Erruption in one hand and a Martian sword in the other. That did not matter, his Phantasmal Deathray would make short work of both of them. Otherworldly energy gathered in that opened eye-
Cthulhu didn't even sense what finished him off until he found his spirit leaving his body. There was just a quick flash, and before anybody knew it, the Moon Lord just stopped charging the beam, and he began to fall. Split in to two more halves, down the middle vertically.
Back in the crowd of town residents, the Dryad looked forth and squinted. What she saw floating right behind the Lord, and approaching the party, made her gasp:
"No... I thought he was just a fairy tale..."
A giant slime. Red-orange in coloration, holding an absolutely gigantic crown on its head, armed with a gigantic pair of cosmic-looking wings, and with... built-in angry eyebrows? Some strange cube-looking thing was floating around inside of it, with a texture on it that looked like a riftway in to deep space. The color of the slime matched the color of the slash attack that cut the Moon Lord in half.
"I have been waiting for this moment." Said the True King Slime. Yes, ripping off the Sephiroth Smash reveal trailer. The sky cleared from the Moon Lord's void effects, but that was replaced with an utterly enormous cloud of Slimes blocking it out like a tidal wave. Several of them were already raining to the ground. Most of which looked to be in completely new varieties. "Now...
"WHICH ONE OF YOU KILLED MY WIFE?!"
The Moon Lord dropped a Star Wrath, which wound up in the Nymph's right hand. With her left hand, she pointed at the man clad in the indigo fungal armor. To which he replied with, "Oh, THANKS A LOT for ratting me out!"
"I shall now bring Terraria despair." True King Slime said.
Romancing the Last Dryad.
Coming September 30th 2021.
(And it's not gonna be rated T like this is. It's a hard M.)
PATCH NOTES:
1.0 (12/31/2020): Initial release.
1.1 (2/8/2021): Added Witch Doctor (yes, I completely forgot him in the original), some dialogue tweaks to get rid of what I felt was awkward, everything from the Desert onwards was all one big chunk with no breaks so I added some more breaks, in the closing notes I "explained" why the Princess was there, tiny thing clarifying that TKS was behind the Moon Lord.
1.1.1 (9/1/2021): Added Chapter 2 and tweaked the opening a teeny tiny bit to reflect that. Changed "Zenith Nymph's Adventures" at the bottom to "Romancing the Last Dryad," and gave the specific date rather than just "2021." I did not however change the story proper, hence why I'm still considering this "1.1."