Update history:Bloons TD 6/Version 55.0: Difference between revisions

Rogue Legends: checked the json, this is the only starting party that changed
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**"Resolved a Dev build issue where if Quincy was level 7 at the start of round 25 - '''BOOM"'''
**"Resolved a Dev build issue where if Quincy was level 7 at the start of round 25 - '''BOOM"'''
**"Monkey Village - Resolved a minor verbal dispute with Striker Jones"
**"Monkey Village - Resolved a minor verbal dispute with Striker Jones"
**"Quincy - just lost the game"
**"Quincy - just lost [[wp:The Game (mind game)|the game]]"
*The official update notes include a joke change for [[Perma-Spike (BTD6)|Perma-Spike]]:
*The official update notes include a joke change for [[Perma-Spike (BTD6)|Perma-Spike]]:
<blockquote>It was a day like any other. Waiting behind the front lines, ready for an attack, sat a lone "Long Life Spikes" factory. Sitting there, alone, the tower thought to itself "Is this all I have? Is this all I am? A machine meant to destroy these floating fools if they break through our defenses? Is my purpose only to sit here as backup? I want glory. I want power!"<br>Alas, this was something it had thought about many times, though not once had it ever even seen a Bloon. This was the life given to those who defended the Monkey Meadows.<br>As time went on, the lone factory grew older. One day, while minding its own business, it noticed something coming along the road… There it was, a single floating red Bloon.<br>The Long Life Spikes instinctively prepared its spikes and finally claimed its first pop. While overjoyed by the accomplishment, that joy soon turned to dread at the sight of countless more Bloons following in the rounds ahead.<br>"What is happening on the front lines?" it muttered to itself. "Was Ryan AFK? No matter, I must stand my ground!"<br>And so countless rounds went by as the factory popped more and more Bloons… No longer just red, but innumerable variations of blue, green, yellow, and even pink.<br>After some time, the small factory realised it could not keep up spike production at this pace, it needed more power, but felt totally helpless.<br>Just as its last spikes were being destroyed and the end seemed near, it happened. Something shifted inside. "Long Life Spikes" blinked for the last time, and when its eyes reopened, "Deadly Spikes" was born. With ruthless efficiency, it tore through the incoming wave with ease.<br>After a few more rounds of chaos, it seemed the situation on the front lines had stabilized. For the first time since its awakening, it was able to cover the area with a pile of iron, 30 feet high!<br>"I will stand my ground till the very end.” it vowed. “I will not let a single Bloon pass."<br>Many, many more rounds passed. Every now and then the Bloons would return, and every time Deadly Spikes stood proud and victorious. No longer fighting mere Bloons, it now faced off against massive MOABs with pride.<br>Despite its newfound strength, feelings of dread began to grow as the rounds progressed. Its defences became increasingly easy for the Bloons to break through.<br>Deadly Spikes knew something was coming… something big, something B.A.D.<br>It began preparing for the worst, modifying itself into the ultimate machine. Amidst the constant onslaught, a transformation occurred. With beautiful gleaming yellow paint and spikes sparkling with raw power, "Perma-Spike" was born.<br>Empowered and fearless, all its past worries faded into a distant memory; this was its duty, and the Bloons were nothing but fodder against it now.<br> It waited, bolstering its defences, and waited more.<br>After an uncomfortably small number of rounds, it arrived: A monstrous abomination of purple rubber, something akin to an eldritch horror.<br>Yet, despite the abomination slowly floating forward, Perma-Spike knew. Thinking back to the question it had asked itself as a lowly "Long Life Spikes," it finally understood:<br>"This... this is the reason I was created. This is my purpose, and I will not back down."<br>And that is exactly what it did. Despite the ruthless assault from the Big Airship of Doom, Perma-Spike stood strong, eliminating every layer.<br>After popping the very last red Bloon from the now-deflated B.A.D., the entire world fell silent.<br>Standing there, looking down at the fields of rubber, "Perma-Spike" looked towards the sky.
<blockquote>It was a day like any other. Waiting behind the front lines, ready for an attack, sat a lone "Long Life Spikes" factory. Sitting there, alone, the tower thought to itself "Is this all I have? Is this all I am? A machine meant to destroy these floating fools if they break through our defenses? Is my purpose only to sit here as backup? I want glory. I want power!"<br>Alas, this was something it had thought about many times, though not once had it ever even seen a Bloon. This was the life given to those who defended the Monkey Meadows.<br>As time went on, the lone factory grew older. One day, while minding its own business, it noticed something coming along the road… There it was, a single floating red Bloon.<br>The Long Life Spikes instinctively prepared its spikes and finally claimed its first pop. While overjoyed by the accomplishment, that joy soon turned to dread at the sight of countless more Bloons following in the rounds ahead.<br>"What is happening on the front lines?" it muttered to itself. "Was Ryan AFK? No matter, I must stand my ground!"<br>And so countless rounds went by as the factory popped more and more Bloons… No longer just red, but innumerable variations of blue, green, yellow, and even pink.<br>After some time, the small factory realised it could not keep up spike production at this pace, it needed more power, but felt totally helpless.<br>Just as its last spikes were being destroyed and the end seemed near, it happened. Something shifted inside. "Long Life Spikes" blinked for the last time, and when its eyes reopened, "Deadly Spikes" was born. With ruthless efficiency, it tore through the incoming wave with ease.<br>After a few more rounds of chaos, it seemed the situation on the front lines had stabilized. For the first time since its awakening, it was able to cover the area with a pile of iron, 30 feet high!<br>"I will stand my ground till the very end.” it vowed. “I will not let a single Bloon pass."<br>Many, many more rounds passed. Every now and then the Bloons would return, and every time Deadly Spikes stood proud and victorious. No longer fighting mere Bloons, it now faced off against massive MOABs with pride.<br>Despite its newfound strength, feelings of dread began to grow as the rounds progressed. Its defences became increasingly easy for the Bloons to break through.<br>Deadly Spikes knew something was coming… something big, something B.A.D.<br>It began preparing for the worst, modifying itself into the ultimate machine. Amidst the constant onslaught, a transformation occurred. With beautiful gleaming yellow paint and spikes sparkling with raw power, "Perma-Spike" was born.<br>Empowered and fearless, all its past worries faded into a distant memory; this was its duty, and the Bloons were nothing but fodder against it now.<br> It waited, bolstering its defences, and waited more.<br>After an uncomfortably small number of rounds, it arrived: A monstrous abomination of purple rubber, something akin to an eldritch horror.<br>Yet, despite the abomination slowly floating forward, Perma-Spike knew. Thinking back to the question it had asked itself as a lowly "Long Life Spikes," it finally understood:<br>"This... this is the reason I was created. This is my purpose, and I will not back down."<br>And that is exactly what it did. Despite the ruthless assault from the Big Airship of Doom, Perma-Spike stood strong, eliminating every layer.<br>After popping the very last red Bloon from the now-deflated B.A.D., the entire world fell silent.<br>Standing there, looking down at the fields of rubber, "Perma-Spike" looked towards the sky.