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//TESTDRIVE.EXE
//TESTDRIVE.EXE
 The lights flicker overhead, music blaring from the speakers as you step inside, every sound drowned out except for that hypnotic tune. The walls are painted in an array of hypnotic colors, saturated to the point where your attention doesn't know where to land, and all kinds of screens hang from each corner, showing flashing images of ads, gadget after gadget appearing in a second to show you the best of what Ceres has to offer. Dancing bodies flank each side of the large ballroom, bodies with eyes that look hollow and their faces too symmetrical. They'll occasionally glance at you and smile, maybe even engage and offer to take you to one of the private rooms in the back. However, their words are interrupted when the lights suddenly turn brighter and focus on the center where a raised platform sits. A man appears in the center, one hand raised to silence the music while the other holds a microphone. He pauses to reach out for a glass, snatching it from one of the wait staff passing by before raising it to the crowd. "We've finally obtained our first victory here on Cerealia. The colony is ours completely and will be fully functional from this day forward. Please enjoy all the luxurious amenities we have put together, and join me in journeying towards a new and better future. Together, we will expand our territory here and reach even further horizons. And by all means, don't be shy with the staff. They're also here for your entertainment."He gestures around the room, smiling before taking a sip of his champagne. Applause echoes from the crowd while Julius steps off the stage, handing the mic to one of the staff before pausing for pictures and interviews from reporters. You stand in the crowd as the lights dim once more, lost in a sea of people and wondering where to go next. |
//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I [ 18 PHASE II [ ?? PHASE III [ 21 PHASE IV [ 02 BONUS [ why[ The party will be long, so take your time enjoying each scenario... and dreading it. At the end of it all, things will be calmed down and you're free to enjoy the night as you please. Remember to keep things PG (the FAQ below elaborates!), and absolutely no forcing any R-rated things with anyone below 15-16 (so be sure to ask their age, right?) or the droids will have a little fun chasing you around! Do enjoy the pretty views of the gorgeous digital city though. Which seems strangely quiet, but at this late hour, why not, right? ] |
01 ]
The screens lining the walls inside even extend into the bathrooms and the back rooms, playing commercial after commercial, all CERES themed, as you mingle with the other guests, but occasionally, the image transforms into a flash of something else. It appears for a split-second. There's the face of a woman, lips parted in a soundless cry. She looks to be in pain, fingers pressed to the screen. It's so quick that most don't register it, barely even notice it's there unless they focus. The party continues without incident, otherwise. Because it's a pretty damn good party, isn't it? There's plenty of food, strong drinks - hey, no one under seventeen is allowed to drink - and many decorative people. Just ignore that feeling of being watched! You're just so good looking, after all.
//RUN.EXE
Welcome to CEREALIA's first test drive! Please forgive our appearance as we are going through the final stages game completion. While most pages are under development and/or hidden from the public eye, please don't feel discouraged, since knowing everything doesn't always make the experience. Your characters will know as little as you. For your convenience, we have compiled a mini-FAQ - please read it thoroughly before playing. Thank you! FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS HOW DID MY CHARACTER GET HERE? You may have been just been doing their day-to-day activities - be it swimming or fighting demons - but the next moment, a crack and blinding light - now you're here, in your best attire, celebrating. The memories of your at-home activities fade away like a fleeting dream, and it's replaced with the feeling of happiness. ( You haven't forgotten your past, just that anything you were doing seems far too distant to be important. ) Must be something in the air. You can't remember clearly fighting for CERES, and whatever this Julius Vincere is telling you might be complete bullshit for all you know, but something influences you to play along anyway - if you think about it long enough, perhaps you had fought for CERES after all...?WHO/WHAT IS CERES? WHAT IS CEREALIA? You mean... you don't remember? After all the help you gave it?WHAT FORMAT CAN WE USE FOR THIS TESTDRIVE? Action (brackets/prose), video/voice, and texting are all available via your CEREVICE at this moment. Most functions are currently undergoing a system update, but as long as it is still connected to the Auralia Network, it will be available for communicative uses.WHAT IS ViVID? An amazing VR game! The demo version of ViViD will be here to play, aren't you excited? It's played with headsets that immediately allow you to experience full-body simulation, without having to move out of your seat! You can enjoy the demo world, design your own, play alone, play with a team, but remember, the boss must be beaten! Please check the phase ii thread for details and interactions!SO... PHASE III? Sexy things can happen, you're getting hot and heavy on the dance floor, and there are rooms in the back that can be decorated to your mood, after all. REMEMBER, the age of consent is 15-16, please use your own discretion and don't upset people. For the test drive, any situation that goes above PG (beyond kissing/grinding/light making out... We're lenient) must go into threads in your own journals. Any creeper behavior or unwanted advances will get an IC boot into the Frozen Locker with "Let it Go" on repeat.POWER LIMITATIONS? Actually, no, the characters don't have any of their abilities locked or otherwise suppressed. More info will be i the official FAQ, but so long as you don't destroy the entire game ( and we trust you can use your powers responsibly— as does CERES! ), limitations are nonexistent.OKAY, WHAT ABOUT PREVIOUS GAME MEMORIES? It's completely acceptable to bring a character that has been in a previous game to Cerealia!THE NAME LOOKS FAMILIAR. . . Yes, a loosely related setting concept with a place called CEREALIA was pitched for an ExitVoid phase before the moderators decided to close the game for good. A few of us got together with the original pitchers of the idea since we thought it really awesome and with a lot of potential and decided to try our own thing with it!ARE THE GAMES RELATED? Nope. Not at all, it's been rehashed from the ground up and built to stand on its own as an original place and game.We'll keep coming back to this, so don't worry. |
souji okita • hakuouki • bonus
well, until they walk past him.
anyone who walks past souji and remains close enough to the ball put may just feel a nudge. it may be a light tap, a bump of the shoulder, or a full on shove with the palm of his hand. regardless? if they go tumbling in, he'll be laughing and offering a wave.]
Ahh, they only give you an hour, so make sure you use it well! [there's always gotta be one asshole causing petty trouble at the party, right?]
Re: souji okita • hakuouki • bonus
Wrong, apparently since she suddenly feels someone's hand on her back and she's falling face first into the ball pit in an ungraceful heap of long brown hair and skirts and feet kicking out as she shrieks and falls all the way down the tube into the sea of balls.]
Who-who did that?! [Surfacing she looks around, equal parts surprised as she is upset.]
Only one hour? [ Hesitantly, she peeks up at him, a little sad that it's only for an hour but - wait!!]
Uhm, did you push me just now?
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better to focus on that than some of the more strange and unsettling aspects of the current situation, especially when he's not quite sure what to make of... well, any of this. it's all unfamiliar to him, after all.]
Would you call it a push? Sorry, sorry. My hand must have slipped. [his words are accompanied by a chuckle, but it's hard to tell what it's direct at. her flailing from being thrown in, her reaction to the time limit, or her accusation? who knows, really. souji isn't about to go making it obvious, and it's equally difficult to decipher exactly what kind of tone his laughter is. either way? he's definitely being a bit antagonistic, even if it's with a bright smile.]
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[She puffs up a little in the face of his finding this humorous, but she's a little more forgiving than she lets on. He was only trying to have fun too, right?]
Are you going to come in here too or is it only fun to push others in?
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but he'll certainly tease and deflect whenever possible. he holds up the glass holding his drink and shrugs.]
The rules say no food or drinks. I wouldn't want to be a rule breaker, now would I? That would just be asking for trouble.
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Are you going to push another person in here?
[You know, so she can tell you not to.]
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Am I? If they look like they need to have a little fun, maybe. Isn't it kind of hard to say for sure until someone walks by? [it's basically the biggest non-answer he can give to that sort of question. souji shrugs casually, not giving her much room to really decipher where he stands on it.]
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[Gosh, you're as bad as some of the students at the Academy who tried their damnest to get close to the vampires. Immediately, she looks around for a way out because no way is she going to let him do that and she fully intends to watch him like a hawk. Trying to wade to one side of the ball pit where an exit can be seen, she struggles to even move through the mess.]
Don't you do anything! [She's totally serious, Okita, you've brought on her old Student Prefect days. :|]
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[that earns little more than a laugh from him — a hearty, amused laugh. it can't be helped, because being concerned about hurting people is generally not on his list, especially not when he's generally regarded as some ruthless killer akin to a thug.]
It's not really my fault if someone gets hurt, is it? They should be paying attention where they're going! Anyone could slip... and really... it looks pretty safe in there. [his gaze narrows a bit, and it's definitely relly difficult to tell just what he's thinking. it obviously seems kind of malicious, but all the same, still playful. clearly, he just likes not making it easy for other people.
even with her wading through the balls, he's only shrugging, eyes darting around the area to see if anyone else is coming.]
Anyway, there's no rules about it, so it shouldn't matter very much.
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[This guy might not think anyone would get hurt but there was always a possibility, right? Either way, it's another minute or so before Yuki finds her way out of the ball pit, forfeiting her hour for now. Giving him her best stern look, hands on her hips, it is clear that she had no intentions of taking her eyes off him.]
How would you like it if someone pushed you in?
[Hypothetically, of course. No way in hell was she going to try it.]
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[of course, what the factors that it depends on remain a secret. he's not about to just go telling strangers his life story and what cases he would or wouldn't run someone through for messing with him.]
Does it really matter much if that happened? Really, that's what it's here for. I've already been in there, so I don't see why you're getting so mad about it.
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[Gosh. What is with this guy?]
You could at least try to know better?
[Though somehow this guy makes her think of Zero and how she had to explain that bullying girls just because he had been angry all the time for the fact that most of them love the Night Class is not okay. Please don't do the thing...]
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[it doesn't take much to flip a switch within souji, but she's managed to do it pretty quickly for someone at a party. even though there's a smile that never leaves his face, the whimsical expression is replaced in a near-instant. his eyes are cold, and that side of souji that's much more threatening (or deadly) is present.]
I don't need to you to try and play moral compass. Is this really how you want to spend your time, trying to make a guy you don't know bend to your idea of right and wrong? Should you really go assuming that I don't know better, or that what I do isn't just fine for me? If you want to play mom, I'm sure I can find you someone else to nag.
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I wouldn't nag if you weren't shoving unsuspecting people into a ball pit.
[She is clearly planning on standing her ground here? Obvious by how her footing shifts, feet moving only slightly apart as her arms cross more firmly together and her expression hardens.]
I'm not playing either! I'm completely serious and you're not going to scare me off.
[Either she is very stubborn or has a death wish...]
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[yeah, he's also implying that she's pretty damn stupid for continuing this when he's telling her to bug off.]
Do you think I won't kill you just because you're cute? Things like that don't really matter to me. [which is exactly why he stands up to full height and places a hand on the hilt of his katana. he doesn't draw yet, but the expression in his eyes is hardened enough to indicate that he has every intention of backing up what he says.]
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Saitou's been motionless enough to have acquired a couple more balls sitting on his head and shoulders, and without doing much to attract attention to himself, he probably blends in as well as a very serious-looking nineteenth century man in a ball pit could hope to.
Which is to say, not very well, but if someone's distracted by the much louder and more energetic folks in the room, he probably doesn't really catch one's gaze first, at least.
But this really isn't the time for Souji's antics, and so he speaks up, though he still doesn't move from his spot amidst the balls.]
Souji.
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Ah-!! [So naturally she jumps about three feet upon hearing it, her reddish brown eyes darting in it's direction to see him peeking up from the sea of balls she'd exited from.]
Did he seriously just call me cute? [Okay so maybe that mumbled aside wasn't wholly necessary but still...]
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...You don't have to spoil my fun you know, Saitou-kun. [there's a definite tone of disdain in his voice, one that differs from what had been directed at yuuki. the hand that was reaching for his sword drops; if nothing else, saitou remains effective at tightening the leash.
for now, at least. souji knows that if he takes it too far, saitou will put a stop to it. of course, souji's not even sure he was planning to actually kid the kid, but he's not about to admit to that, either. he falls quiet for a moment, only snerking at yuuki's muttered commentary before giving her a somewhat unrelated response.]
Ahh, how lucky for you. It looks like the other mother hen gets to be your savior today.
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[Which is as good as Saitou saying, look, if you're going to bicker with excitable girls, then okay (even if he doesn't really approve of that much, either), but if it goes any further, he's going to have to get up and ruin this postcard picture of Samurai Doing Silly Things Seriously.
You wouldn't want to ruin that, would you, Souji?]
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[She looks between the two of them and it's obvious they know each other. She hadn't meant to set anyone off
even if no one in the history of ever reacts to that sort of situation with death threats god Souji.]Still...you probably should be more careful, you know.
[Unless you want Mister Ballpit Samurai to come scold you? On that note, she gives a bit of a bow towards Saitou.]
Thank you. I'm sorry you had to involve yourself in something like that.
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the next thing he knows, he's falling face-first into the pit with a shout, arms and legs flailing as he tries (and repeatedly fails) to get his balance. balls are flying everywhere thanks to his "efforts"-- one of those flyaway balls might actually end up hitting Souji square on the forehead.
once he finally rights himself, he's going to shoot his assailant(?) the nastiest glare he could send while sitting in a pit full of colorful plastic balls. ]
Hey!! [ YOU SUMBITCH YOU GONN GET YOURS ]
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Hmmm? [he hums out the question — curious and inquisitive, but yet lacking any sense of blame. the truth of the matter is that it's really difficult to keep a straight face while being angrily stared at by a guy in a ball pit.
never mind the fact that souji didn't even know what it was until just a little while earlier. but he's totally a serious samurai-type who cares about serious things! which obviously means that some pissy looking kid yelling at him while sitting in a pile of plastic, colored balls isn't exactly threatening him in the least. even with the balls that came flying at him in the aftermath of the shove, he doesn't seem all that fazed. (of course, half the fun is being that unsettling)
so souji folds his arms, an eyebrow quirking in amusement.]
Look at that! Even though you seem pretty angry, you're still alive. I guess there's no dangerous people-eating animals in there after all. How good to know. [not that anyone every even implied that there were. but who knows? seeing the kid's reaction could prove to be entertaining... which serves as a nice distraction from all the other weirdness about this party. and this place.]
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But you know what? Victory is not completely Souji's here. Not today.
In fact, Hijikata doesn't even really realize what is going on other than one second he's walking and the next he's teetering but hell if he falls in you are coming with him you little shit as he instinctively and rather reflexively grabs at the other by the front of his kimono when he tips and has the chance to. Which could have worked out better because if they both fall in, while this is something of a new turn of events that Hijikata somewhat bagged him at his own game, it's not completely stupid proof. Because dragging Souji in with him just mostly has the other landing on top of him and making him sink into the plastic that much more.
Oh, for the love of— ]
Goddamn it, Souji!
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so that means getting pulled in also means the beverage is getting everywhere. on him. on hijikata, on the balls.
but worse than that for souji is landing right on hijikata, their bodies flush against one another and quickly sinking into the plastic sea. his own expression sours a bit as he makes an attempt to push himself away.]
Really, Hijikata-san, if you wanted me on top of you, there are probably better ways of going about it. [this is basically the last thing souji really wants in his life. why couldn't he at least have been pulled in by someone who was actually cute. and you know, not a grumpy old mother hen? when he manages to stand, he's shaking one of his hands uncomfortably.
partially because it's wet from the spilled wine, and partially because the way he landed twisted his wrist in an uncomfortable way. he makes a face — barely a wince — before sighing and shrugging it off.]
They're gonna be pretty angry you know. You made me break their rules... Let's hope it's not seppuku, hm? It'd really be a waste to die over something like this.