//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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himeko inaba | kokoro connect
[When Inaba walks slowly into the club, it's with elegance and grace befitting of the dress and matching mask she wore. Even though she wasn't normally like this, the fact that she was anonymous - until someone tore her mask off like an impolite jerk - made her a little more bold, a little more feisty.
She felt like she could do absolutely anything...
And then she saw what they had to offer as far as food goes.]
Candy? Seriously? [There's a scowl on her lips as she furrows her brow in frustration; she doesn't exactly like eating candy all that much, it's way too sweet for her. Plus, she doesn't really want to gain too much weight.] I know it's almost Halloween and all, but all these sweets are going to make someone sick.
PHASE III.
[ "Himeko, why did you leave your aniki all alone?"
"Inaba, I thought you weren't going to hide any secrets from me. Why haven't you called me back? Why haven't you come back to me?"
"Hey, Inaban. I bet you're all happy and comfy now, being safe from getting kidnapped again. From that happening again. But why... why haven't you saved us yet?"
As words enter her ears, she finds herself panicking, swerving around as she races for the door, slamming her fist on it with vigor. And then the light flickers and she's able to open the door again, falling completely on her face.
Smooth.]
That was just a dream, a hallucination...
[She manages to get herself up, but she's rather shaken by the whole ordeal. But soon enough, she'll come to one of you, yes, you - and speak angrily.]
Oi. Do you know the person who's in charge of this place? I'd like to have a word with them.
BONUS.
[Good reasons to visit the fortune teller: to learn about your love life. Bad reasons to visit the fortune teller: to hear them speak about something so intimate out loud.
"I see that you tend to wear matching colored undergarments."]
Yes, and?
[It's embarrassing to hear, but it's not the worst thing ever.
"And it seems like you haven't slept with anyone yet, either."]
And?
[Inaba's definitely getting impatient at this point; please move on to the main point.
"And apparently, you told a man named Yaegashi Taichi that you mastur-"]
Shut up! I don't care about that stuff, and don't you dare say it! Just tell me about the future of my love life!
[Bad idea. Of course the fortune teller's going to react by attempting to stab Inaba in the face. Thank goodness her reflexes have gotten better (or perhaps it's just her luck) as she finds herself falling onto her butt, the blade simply just cutting some of her hair.
Which, in any case causes her to slowly panick as she glances left and right. Nobody else heard that last thing that the fortune teller said, right?]
iii;
He had been writing something in an ornately bound book of his, but when she comes over he would close it and replace the quill that he had been using back behind his ear. ]
I do. But I doubt they will listen to us.
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[Inaba grunts with rather distinct unease as fingers thread through her hair idly, trying to calm herself down, regardless of how pissed she was.]
They should at least put a warning on that room's door if they're trying to scare people. What if children walked in there?
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I have bad news for you, young lady. This world is much more dangerous than it appears. [ Strange things happen every week or so. And it's vital that she learns this fact as soon as possible. ] Innocuous things may turn out to be a threat in disguise. I came here several weeks prior, and have had experience.
The malicious forces here do not merely intend to scare. They intend to harm, possibly kill.
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[Her voice is definitely miffed as she runs a hand through her hair, uncertain what to say. It's not her first time going through something dangerous, but life threatening? Is a first.]
Looks like I have a lot to worry about, then. [Which isn't new for Inaba Himeko: worrywart extraordinare.] So I was right in guessing that the candy's probably not safe to eat. Maybe I should be lucky that thing wasn't there to kill me. I did die a little on the inside, though...
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Some of them may have psychoactive substances, from what I have observed. [ He says this with a slight sigh and a shake of his head. ] Please, be careful.
[ But he can't just give her bad news and walk away just like that. ] Pardon if this is an abrupt question, but - did you arrive here with someone you know?
[ Just in case. Having a friend or ally can be quite helpful, and beneficial too. ]
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[Inaba is honestly saying it as it is; she's an ordinary teenage girl whose only talent is to use computers pretty damn well.]
And as for the answer to your question... [She pauses, shaking her head.] No, there's nobody from my school or my hometown here, unfortunately.
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I know some individuals who can teach you self-defense skills, if that is what you seek. [ The strategist has his mind immediately on Sousei and Edgeworth - he knows them both to be independent people. ] And if you need any advice or if you are in danger, you can contact me. I will see what I can do.
[ He can't promise anything concrete, but he isn't just going to leave her without a way of seeking help. ]
What is your name, and where do you come from?
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[She flashes a rather confident grin, placing her hands on her hips with a nod. Although she won't speak about "the last incident" in detail, if only because it bothers her.
Not that is shows in her expression.]
Inaba Himeko. I'd prefer it if you call me Inaba. I'm from a rather small town in Japan, so it's likely you haven't heard about it.
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I can send their contacts to your CereVice if you'd prefer. [ It's a useful device, but since it was issued by the administration here he doesn't quite trust it to hold the information that really matters.
But on to the introductions. ] A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Inaba. I have not heard of that town, but I am from the same country as you - except during the sixteenth century.
[ He says this with a slight smile, watching her reaction. ] I am Kobayakawa Takakage, former head of the Kobayakawa clan.
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[Besides, if it's some sort of spam mail, she's pretty certain that she'll be able to tell. She always checks beforehand.]
You don't have to be so formal, though. You can just drop the 'miss' altogether, unless you find it uncomfortable. [She doesn't really care about what she's called as long as it's simply not her first name.] The sixteenth century though, huh. I'm from the twenty-first century myself...
[And then she stops. There's a faint glance of surprise in her expression, but it soon fades just as quickly as it arrived.
Oh. That was unexpected. The name is definitely familiar and she's heard the lore about it in class, but. She really doesn't want to speak about the future if she can avoid it.]
Former head though? You must have done a lot of things in your time. I didn't expect to be talking to someone this important.
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Her reaction is muted, again proving to him her capability to keep a cool head. ]
Former, yes. I am no longer important, now. Please do not feel obliged to be formal. [ He is dead, after all. That part of his life is over. ] Here, I am merely a common man.
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[Even though that might seem that she's being polite, she's really, really not. When it comes to talking to Gotou, she's never responded to him like a proper teacher, considering how often he slacks off to the point where she has to help him with the work.]
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Nevertheless, he responds with a slight nod. ] Which year do you come from, by the by?
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2013. It was rather early in the year, actually.
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[ Differing timelines really are strange. ] While I am certainly not ignorant about the technology that has since developed, I must say that the devices they employ here are... perhaps unnecessarily complex.
[ And prone to malfunctioning. ]
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[She knows how strange it is see someone from the past, but it's also something that she's rather used to...though in a way, this is completely different.]
Well, I guess that would be true from someone who's several centuries behind. I'd say I'd help you out, but then I would probably end up going into tangents and get us completely nowhere. Since explaining technology would honestly take me forever since there's a lot of terminology that not a lot of people know about used in this sort of thing.
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[ Takakage shakes his head slightly. ] I lived for two years at a nexus point similar to this one, and I have learned about technology. What I am concerned about is that the level employed here is much higher than what most of us have experienced. In essence, it seems to be unhackable - for us.
Which makes it difficult in case we need to repair anything.
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[She taps her chin inquisitively mulling it over before letting out a lethargic sigh, hands on her hips as she speaks.] I see. But just because it's higher than what we've been able to experience doesn't mean that it's impossible to work with. It'll just take a little longer to get into the deeper parts of the system.
But if anything breaks, it'll be useful for me to learn about the intricacies of how the machinery works.
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True. However, getting close enough to investigate may prove to be too dangerous. The cleaning drones for the sewers rebelled a while back - unfortunately, the effort needed to incapacitate it required destroying it almost completely.
But it is something we can look into, yes.
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[Besides, learning about new technology might help her out in the near future, especially when learning more about Heartseed.]
They... rebelled? As in going haywire or becoming sentient AIs who just didn't want to do their job?
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A-Are you all right? [He heard nothing the fortune teller said and was really just checking this out because people were going banaynay over things that happened here.]
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[Inaba turns her head to notice that someone's there, realizing that she probably should get up. As she places her hand to steady herself, straightening up as she dusts the bottom half of her dress, she gives off a sigh of relief.]
For the time being. That was a really close one... I didn't expect her face to turn into a drill.
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[Inaba's voice is stern, crossing her arms over her chest as she furrows her brow in response. This was not how she wanted to spend her evening; that much was for certain.]
I didn't believe it at first, either, but it almost drilled my face off. If I didn't dodge it properly, I probably would have died.