//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I [ 20 00 ]
The evening begins promptly at 8:00 PM. There will be crowds gathered, lining up to get in. Everyone will be allowed, children, adults, the living and flesh-filled, the robotic, and the undead. The music will be thumping as far as the sidewalks outside, and the first thing everyone will notice would be bowls of candy everywhere as far as the eyes can see. They'll be sitting on top of the tables in all their innocent glory. For the most part, they are harmless.
But not the candy corn. Never the candy corn. Within it is a secret chemical that causes those who consume it to exhibit attraction to the nearest object/person to them, whether it be inanimate or otherwise. They will feel compelled to be close, to kiss and touch whatever is around them, though the effects only last an hour or so. Consider it a low-leveled aphrodisiac of sorts.
PHASE II [ 2122 ]
You're dancing. You're moving to the music. Or you're clinging to the walls and wondering why you're even here to begin with. That's when the holograms start playing around with you. The image flickers frequently until a face appears. You can swear it's talking to you beneath the music.
'We need you. We want you. Join us. Come to the back room. Number 005.'
The closer you get to the hologram screens, the louder the voice becomes until it disappears completely, leaving you to question how real it was.
PHASE III [ 2217 ]
For those brave enough, you go into Backroom #005. What awaits you there is a room full of masked and costumed figures. You don't know if they are human or not, but they watch you eagerly, inviting you to join their private party. Unfortunately, if you chose the backroom, you chose wrong. You chose very wrong. The door is going to be slammed shut and locked, and all the figures will then pull off their masks and reveal faces familiar to yourself. Faces from your world. They'll ask you accusingly why you haven't saved them yet. What's taking you so long. Did you forget them?
Their eyes will glow as they crowd in on you, yelling and growing more caustic until the lights flicker. When you can see clearly again, the entire room will be empty save for a single glass of wine sitting on the table. You'll be sure someone was inside just a moment ago. You were definitely talking to someone. You can't be going crazy, right?
PHASE IV [ 2345 ]
Fifteen minutes to midnight. The music is getting louder and more intense. You've been eating candy or drinking all night (or avoiding food entirely if you're wise enough). Yet the music lures you in with its haunting tone, and you spot in the middle, a masked figure dancing more hypnotically than the rest. He's waving his chainsaw around as he puts out his lethal dance moves, and you are being drawn by the music into a violent dance off. You can fight the feeling, you can try and run. Unfortunately, none of the other natives and robots see the masked man but you. Only outsiders can see him, and the closer you get, the more you reach out to touch him-
you discover he's only a hologram like any other. Your fingers move through his shape, and distort it, but you're still so sure it's real.
BONUS [ whyo'clock ]
One of the back rooms has a beautiful fortune teller by the name of Aria. She will be seated inside, welcoming individuals or groups of people to give them their fortunes, and she will be giving them bizarrely specific and intimate details about their life from their underwear preference to how many partners they've slept with and how many moles they have on their ass. Prepare for awkward embarrassment. Ah, but what does the future hold in store? She'll smile when asked, and then her face will fall apart until a drill protrudes from the center to try and stab through your face. If your reflexes are fast enough, you can dodge it. If you're too slow, prepare for a hospital visit to the CERES Medical Facility.
Once that ordeal is over with, her face will reconstruct itself back to normal, and she will smile and say your future looks very bright in CERES.
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Dammit! If it's not one thing with this place, it's something else! You okay?
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oh god how will she ever live down anyone knowing those thingsAi blinks as Battler approaches her and she waves her (now slightly bloodied) hand at him, signaling that she was fine! Honest!!]Fine! Definitely fine! I mean, I'm bleeding... [Oops, she's dripping a bit of blood, that's rude and she moves her hand up to stop the bleeding.]
A few seconds more and I would have met a bad end.
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I'm glad I saw that happening when I did, I was just considering getting a fortune myself until that happened.
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... And she kneels down to clean the bit of blood from the floor too. It'd be rude to just leave it there, what if someone slips]
I have a feeling it's happened more than once during this entire evening. What an awful fortuneteller!
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[ Yes, Ai, he heard all of it. Sorry. ] Maybe someone should stick up a sign? 'Warning, Drillface' would probably do the trick.
[ Yet there's a lack of anything to write with, or to write on. He still feels so bad at the idea of leaving it alone without warning people, though... ]
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Maybe we should just pass the word on somehow. I think the sign might be taken down so overhearing...
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[Face turning pink in 3, 2, 1]
Y-YOU... Please, kindly forget what you heard! It's completely irrelevant!!
[Well, at least she's polite even when totally embarrassed]
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But if you want, it'll be my secret. On my honor as a man!
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somewhere she can hear her clone/twin going, "THAT EXISTS??"]I... It'll mean something once we introduce ourselves. I think.
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What about you?
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Ai Thao Kha. Ai for short if you wish! I'm pleased to make your acquaintance Mr. Battler and I thank you for showing concern about my condition.
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What with the-- [ being data, surviving the destruction of the world-- he flippantly makes a motion with his hand. ]-- whole thing this place has going on.
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Maybe that's why there's grand gatherings like this though. It helps to see who else you can ally yourself with.
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-- a lot to take in.
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I hope you don't find that bothersome.
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[ Nah, son. Not even Jessica was formal, and she grew up in the heart of it. ]
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[ahahaha families...]
Are any of your family members here or are you by yourself?
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By myself. It kinda sucks, when you know what being by yourself here means.
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... that means no matter what-- whatever I have to do here, I have to succeed with.
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It's heartening to know you have that determination. I hope I have the same resolve considering what we're dealing with here.
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[Anyways, she looks at the handkerchief and then back at him]
I'll clean this up for you by the way. If I give it back now, it'd be troublesome after you were kind enough to let me use it.
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[ He doesn't have many tokens from home, but that one in particular? Isn't one he's going to miss. ]
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[A beat. Wait why is my shoulder stinging oh yeah forgot about that... drill injury...]
Ah. That's right, I need to get my shoulder healed...
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