It's a normal day in Cerealia. Everyone is going about their business, settling into their new jobs, waving to the mail droid, enjoying themselves a sensual massage in the spa, racking up experience points in ViViD, etc. You decide it'd be a good time to check your inbox and see if there are any incoming messages. That's when you spot an e-mail simply titled 'fwd: gorg0n.'
Out of curiosity, you decide to click on it and open it. What comes is a single image of a robot flashed briefly followed by scrambled words displayed on your screen:
[ xxxx ]
Nobody likes spam, yet everyone's inboxes are being filled with all kinds of strange e-mails, all with the same title. No matter how many times you try to delete them, they continue to appear in your inbox. They're frustrating, but not all of them lead to the same message. Some have other regular CERES spam attached -25% off Cosmos Cosmetics, Enlarge Your Penis Today - Here's How!, Dear Sir or Madam, I'm a Cerealian Prince, looking to deposit all these credits in a willing bank account, and the like.
Through with checking them all, you start to notice your other devices glitching one by one. The microwave is on a nuclear setting; the washing machine is making dying raptor noises; the refrigerator is moving on its own.
PHASE II
[ xxxx ]
You haven't seen the worst of it. Oh no. The toilet lid happens to be flopping up and down, and when you peer down it, you notice a single, coiled robotic tentacle, moving around the lid and trying to stretch upwards. It continues to flop about, trying to get your attention. If you're unlucky to be using the restroom at this time, well. Have fun.
PHASE III
[ xxxx ]
The tenacles aren't just coming out of the toilets anymore. They're popping out of the sinks and all of the city's sewer ways. As you look outside, you'll see them grabbing a hold of pedestrians and strangling them or trying to tug them down inside the sewer. Since they're simple machines, they can be cut down, but they won't go without a vicious fight.
PHASE IV
[ xxxx ]
The sewer covers all burst to reveal what lies underneath. Armies of them start to crawl out -the sewer-cleaning droids of Cerealia- onto the streets without reprieve. The droves will need to be exterminated as they will continue to attack without cause or reason.
BONUS
[ whyo'clock ]
For those of you who decide to send the Cerealian prince money, you will find that your bank account is actually gifted with twice as many credits as it had before. The Cerealian prince will then send you a video of his true form to thank you personally. Congratulations! Thanks to the fabulous glitches, the Pimpbot5000 has gone from "Bitch, where's my money" mode to "Have all the money, all the money ever" mode. Enjoy!
[ Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with trigger-y or inappropriate material and do let a mod know if your thread careens off into maiming or canoodling so we can lock the meme. ]
//RUN.EXE
Welcome to CEREALIA's third Test Drive Meme. For your convenience, we have compiled a post detailing everyone's arrival experience and a FAQ that should explain everything in more detail. Please read them thoroughly before playing. Thank you!
He's familiar with glitches, yes. Time spent in Hinoto-Ri has taught him the meaning of his modern term - errors in code which led to a cascade of mistakes down the program sequence. But for something as important as the mainframe of the city itself to be affected...
It has to be something to do with the water. But what?
Extending his awareness into the water supply revealed no foreign objects, as far as he could tell. Awanagi did not turn up anything in its scans either - but then again, it could be something inorganic and thus undetectable by both their filters. The government did not seem to be making any headway into solving the problem, either...
The strategist stands by the pavement, attempting to search for anything unusual in the sewers. However, the perpetrator makes itself known before he can finish - a tentacle snakes out of the sewer cover and shoots straight for his ankle. He darts backward with practiced reflexes, and his sword is in his hands in an instant - there is a crescent-flash of bright blue light, and the tentacle lies twitching on the floor.
But it definitely isn't over yet - a low rumble sounds below the ground, and a droid bursts out of the manhole cover. Takakage immediately steps backward, putting some distance between him and the hostile robot -
- a glance reveals no visible gaps in its exoskeleton. And a robot runs on electricity, does it not? For someone as attuned to water as he is... this will be a difficult fight. He needs to think, to come up with a plan - but will he have enough time?
It's always something in this place, really. If it isn't weirdass simulations with dragons or something like that, then it's suddenly not even being able to use the already super weird toilets in peace since there's tentacles everywhere. The longer you stay here, the longer you feel like modern technology is just a pain in the ass, huh..
But Shinpachi just happens to be out as well when he suddenly spots the man - and the droid coming out of the manhole only a second after it. And even from a distance it certainly isn't hard to tell that the droid probably doesn't have the best of intentions just from its.. body.. -- well, exoskeleton language in this particular case. And even if the guy does have a sword and looks fairly prepared for this, it'd still be pretty shitty to just run off and pretend he didn't see anything. Shinpachi's too honest and good for that. So instead he calls out, already making his way over.
Takakage allows himself a very brief glance backwards - the one who had called out is an armed man dressed somewhat similar to himself. It's quite rare to see someone not in modern garb, but then again CERES pulled people from all timelines. He gives the newcomer a firm nod before turning back, fixing his attention on the advancing droid once more and raising his voice so that he would be heard.
"That would be much appreciated."
The robot seems to be confused by the presence of two targets instead of one, its head (presumably it was the head) glancing between the two as if hesitating to see which it should attack. After a moment it decides to go for Takakage, seeing that he was closer - but that moment of hesitation is enough to give the strategist time to prepare a counterstrike.
The spellbook in his hand rises into the air - as the droid lunges forward the tome snaps open and unleashes a barrage of pages forward, the missiles circling towards the left and deflecting the robot's tentacles. Takakage himself had taken the opening to move to the right, giving him space away from the droid (which is currently flailing about after being disoriented by the swarm of pages).
It is then a simple matter of proper focus and aim before several sharp blue crescent slashes manage to sever more of the robot's tentacles. However, it is still hostile despite being un-armed - seemingly frustrated by the strategist's attack, it turns sharply and begins advancing towards the other man.
[ OH MY GOD WHY ARE THERE TENTACLES IN THE TOILET -
- if you had been trying to use one of the public restrooms in the metro station, you might have heard a (thankfully not very loud) half-scream followed by a boom coming from the Female section. And if you were to open the restroom door and take a look, you would see a girl of around sixteen leaning on one of the walls with a gun in her hand. There seems to be smoke coming from one of the stalls.
She seems out of breath, but quickly offers you an apologetic smile when she sees you. ] Oh, uh... I'm sorry. There's something strange inside the cubicle - you might not want to use it.
[ ... she might have Ziodyned it a liiiittle to hard. Mental note to try and relearn how to control her Personas better. It's been a while since she last used them. ]
[ Mitsuru doesn't reply, because two things have just occurred.
The first was that she Bufudyne'd a tentacle in a toilet bowl. Considering that this is Cerealia and a lot of stuff she's dealt with happened in toilets, she realistically should be used to this.
The second, was that this was Minami who was telling her with that same apologetic smile that she always wore when she told her she couldn't attend student council meetings today.
It couldn't have been though. Minami... she moved on from this world, to put it lightly.
Definitely being ruder than she'd like to be, Mitsuru is just staring at her. This must be some sort of illusion. ]
[ Minami's cheerful smile was kept for a few more seconds before it fades to make way for mild confusion. She's definitely very happy to see her senpai here - it's the first familiar face she's seen in ages - but Mitsuru didn't seem to share it. And seeing her lose her composure is quite rare.
The last thing Minami remembers before coming here is falling asleep on the rooftop of their school during Graduation Day (despite all her efforts to stay awake), and hearing all her friends' voices...
... was that it? Did something happen after she dozed off? ]
Um... senpai? Is something the matter?
[ She says this slowly, almost hesitantly - but without a single trace of displeasure. If something had indeed happened, she wants to find out how she can help. ]
[ Okay, so the appliances have gone crazy. Not the worst thing he's had to deal with and, if he's being honest, it's kind of funny. It's not dangerous, or killing anyone.
Which is probably why he's entertaining himself by sitting on top of the moving refrigerator, eating ice cream right out of the carton. ]
[Yuki on the other hand is still very confused by what the heck is going on. First was that weird coupon thing in her inbox and now the appliances are attacking? Excuse her she's a little wary, alright.]
Is it even safe up there? What if you fall down?
Miles Edgeworth | Ace Attorney | comes equipped with previous game history...and skillz
Edgeworth is not at all impressed with these ads and spam e-mails. And he is even more unimpressed with the washing machine groaning deeply, the lid flopping up and down like the mouth of a giant creature. While trying to delete the spam and looking over the washing machine to see if he can make heads or tails of it, he will send out this voice message. His tone is imbued with frustration and weariness; as if being stuck here wasn't enough, now the technology was acting up.]
Would anyone know how to repair washing machines, or stop this incessant flood of spam messages in my inbox?
[PHASE II: RESIDENCES; ACTION
Hope you weren't planning on spending a quiet day, because your day just got noisier with the addition of one, extremely loud and incredibly close:]
Nnnnggghhhooooh!
[What ensues is the sound of steel clashing with steel, a resounding door slam, and frantic footsteps as Edgeworth hurriedly sprints out of his apartment. His clothes are flecked with small water stains, and in his right hand is a saber. His breathing is quick and shallow, and his feet are spaced in a ready battle stance in case something nasty crawls out of his pad.
Tapping him on the shoulder right now would not be advisable while he's armed.]
[PHASE IV: RESIDENTIAL DISTRICT; ACTION
It wasn't just the toilets. It wasn't just the sinks. And now, they weren't just robotic tentacles. The scene outside is nothing short of pandemonium as people scramble to get out of the droids' way, slam doors into the robots' faces (well, they sort of had faces, maybe) or even climb whatever is climbable in the vicinity.
Edgeworth himself jumps when, several yards away, a sewer cover pops as easily as one would pop the cover of a canister of potato chips. But he promptly stiffens his resolve as he remembers why he even came out here. He doesn't consider himself a hero, but if he doesn't do anything, those sewer droids will wreak havoc upon the district. Besides, his nerves were already buzzing with the adrenaline of combat, his sword hand trembling a touch. Hopefully he hasn't yet forgotten how to fight properly. The tentacle in his bathroom was one thing. A full droid was another.
He sprints forward, blade in hand as he parries the tentacle strikes. One grazes the bridge of his nose, another knocks him to the ground, but he manages to hold his own. And yet, he is dimly aware that he is only fighting one. There were so many other droids on the loose that had to be taken care of, and he was merely one man who had only so recently become trained for combat. Trained, but not an expert.
[ Isn't that what you usually do against spam.. but then again, Heung Soo realises it's not that easy here either. Here they are, trapped in some sort of anime scifi city, and there's not even something as simple as a spam filter. Even though they have robots everywhere. What kind of backwards technology is that, huh? ]
.. and tell me if you find one. [ Yes, indicating that he hasn't found the true solution to this spam problem just yet either.. if he gets even one more message about dating single robots, he swears!!! ]
[Not good. Not good. This is seriously just getting worse and worse on people. Nico practically springs out of the way of the streets, intent on putting as much distance between her and whatever those things are. But there are too many people still on the street and far too many of them are getting hurt. She can hear the screams and know things are just going to get worse.
Her staff is drawn out of her chest without a second thought. She points it at the nearest monster, eyes blazing.]
Compartmentalize.
[The thing suddenly breaks apart into neat little chunks, collapsing to the ground. She turns and sees Edgeworth with a sword and points her staff at the monster he's fighting as well, frowning.]
Seorsum.
[It, too, crumbles into a heap. She casts Edgeworth a look.]
We need to get out of here. There's too many of them.
[Guess who tried to make contact with the Cerealian prince. If you guessed that it was one (1) technologically-incompetent crab head, you would be correct.
Honestly Tenka knows nothing about spam and even less about e-mail. People didn't have time for this shit because where he's from, they had crops to tend and people to kill instead. This is a really strange hobby so honestly he's new to the place and figures he has nothing to lose. Why not try to befriend a prince?
This is now leading to him chasing after his vacuum cleaner. Does he know it's a vacuum cleaner? Probably not. He just knows that it's in his possession and probably shouldn't be going anywhere.
How is it on the streets already....?]
Hey, catch that weird thing for me! It's got a mind of its own...!!
[ PHASE IV || ACTION ]
[This is a lot different than taking down random ronin. Regardless, Tenka's gotten the idea that if these robot things aren't taken care of, then a lot of people could get hurt! So it's with practiced movements that he's using his metal fan to slice off their tentacle arms, leaving them immobile and -
Well, eventually he's got a neat mountain of them and he's standing on top of them, flicking his metal fan disdainfully. Now he's hopping off as soon as he can, though not without a crude comment.]
These things smell like crap. Is this what the future is like? Does it all smell like crap....?
[Thank god someone is asking the important questions.]
Memoca doesn't care much about email herself, but she does care for the television that is currently tumbling down the street. Come back here, she needs to watch her dumb cartoons...!]
What the hell?! [And then she turns the corner to come face-to-face with Tenka's vacuum cleaner. Her runaway TV is temporarily forgotten as she slams right into the vacuum cleaner.
Now, this would normally stop it... but Memoca is a small 110cm girl with seagull wings for hands, so she can't grab the floor to halt it or keep it still with her weight. So she's just. Being dragged along now.]
[Okay, Soramaru can absolutely admit that these things are kind of strange and definitely smell funny, but—! He had just come running down this particular street when he heard Tenka's words, arrogant and overconfident, and when he hears them, he can't help but be really annoyed...!]
Stupid Aniki... [He pauses, mumbling those words to himself before calling out to Tenka:] Now's not the time for complaining! There's more of them heading this way!
[Soramaru wants to fight them, too, but there's just so many... It was only coincidence that he ended up coming down this way (because he absolutely was not looking for Tenka's help!), but... let's be real, there are too many, he definitely needs the help.]
[Fortunately, Shinnosuke knew better than to try and make contact with the Cerealian prince, so he simply deleted all of his spam and went on with his life.
... Too bad others are trying to drag him into their life.
If Shinnosuke were a good Samaritan, he'd help out. Eeeeexcept he's not, so.]
... Well, that's something you don't see everyday.
[You're a dumbass, Tenka. You're a dumbass and nobody should think otherwise. But Sousei is coming from the opposite direction, and so when that vacuum cleaner crosses his path, he does the immediate--he steps forward, lifts his leg and kicks it to the side, so it can't get back onto its wheels and go anywhere.
[ The technology of this world so far hasn't been very friendly with Yuan or anyone else, that much she's able to confirm in her few hours of being here. And it just so happens that the worst is slowly approaching as she walks around the city in hopes of finding a few familiar faces.
But that's especially difficult and she immediately pushes the thought aside when she witnesses a coiled robotic tentacle erupt from the sewers. Though she wasn't their target, she would not sit idly by and watch as someone is attacked. ] Watch out!
[ She brings her hands together and then draws one of them back, as if she were drawing back a bow and the light appearing in her hands is the arrow. In fact whomever is being attacked my even immediately recognize it as an arrow, especially when her fingers part and she allows the the light to let fly. Piercing the tentacle and mercilessly going straight through it. But that isn't the end, there's no need for someone to specifically predict that, and so she advances forward quickly to who was attacked. ]
Are you alright? Quickly, let us escape.
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[ Yeah she sent money to the Cerealian prince. Why?
Well.. let's just say that this sort of technology is too advanced for her and with one swipe of her finger she ended up making some sort of agreement. (Honestly she thought that maybe if she forgot it that it would forget about her, but obviously that's not the case. And she can't really say that what she received was a bad thing.)
She does, however, tilt her head to the side when she receives the video, going completely silent before she finally parts her lips: ] It's..
[ Apparently someone is just bound to get offended by that statement eventually.. except this time it happens to be a bird. Yes, an actual fucking pidgeon fantail dove. Congratulations, Yuan, you are now in the presence of talking birds and therefore an actual Disney princess. You did it. You climbed the whole mountain.
Anyway, he turns his.. n.. nose.. beak.. up and huffs. ]
What is supposed to be so adorable about those scrapes of metal? This whole business was just completely shady to begin with..!
[ Yeah, he's a little worried about this one... he jumps out of the way to give her room, not exactly a person in need of any help, but he spins his guns as he does normally before setting them back in their holsters. ]
You should be more worried about yourself. It isn't safe out here.
[ He looks her over, reminded a little of Cinque from her youth- or seemingly so, and he frowns. What exactly is going on here... ]
[ Nine's lingering by, staring in disbelief. Of course, he sent some credits, too. They're supposed to be completing these little missions left and right, aren't they? And if this Cerealian prince is really who he says he is, then he expects some proper compensation even if he doesn't really get why he's sending money to get money in return. How does that even work?
What kind of mission is this anyway? The whole thing confuses him, but he doesn't bother re-reading the explanation. It's not like he doesn't have a couple of credits to spare. Wait, maybe he should have checked his bank account before sending the credits...
He looks at it on his device before making a face of pure distress. ]
Shit, I'm in the negatives! It's all- wait no... it's not red!
[ In fact, it's green. It's completely green. Look at all those zeroes! ]
When the tentacle had shot out of the toilet, Ruby's gut reaction was pretty much KILL IT WITH FIRE. In fact there was a nice sized crater where her bathroom used to be. When they started coming out of the sinks, however, she decided that just shooting them wouldn't be an option. So now, on her kitchen table, there lies a severed tentacle. Ruby has procured an outfit that looks somewhere between mad scientist and mechanic and was now poking at the thing to make sure it wasn't going to move while dissecting it.
"I never thought I'd be saying this, but... Time for some homework!"
It took Integra hardly any time at all to arrive to the scene after she received Ruby's call. That is, at least, taking in consideration the time she spent hacking her way through the tendons to make it over. She had only left to search for a job today, anyway. Not like she was doing anything terribly important.
It's all very frustrating, you see.
She eyes the severed tentacle the moment sets foot into their apartment; already with some ideas in mind of how to combat their little issue.
"Explain." Concise and straightforward as ever, this one is.
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Nobody likes spam, yet everyone's inboxes are being filled with all kinds of strange e-mails, all with the same title. No matter how many times you try to delete them, they continue to appear in your inbox. They're frustrating, but not all of them lead to the same message. Some have other regular CERES spam attached -25% off Cosmos Cosmetics, Enlarge Your Penis Today - Here's How!, Dear Sir or Madam, I'm a Cerealian Prince, looking to deposit all these credits in a willing bank account, and the like.
Kobayakawa Takakage | Samurai Warriors (4) [CRAU]
He's familiar with glitches, yes. Time spent in Hinoto-Ri has taught him the meaning of his modern term - errors in code which led to a cascade of mistakes down the program sequence. But for something as important as the mainframe of the city itself to be affected...
It has to be something to do with the water. But what?
Extending his awareness into the water supply revealed no foreign objects, as far as he could tell. Awanagi did not turn up anything in its scans either - but then again, it could be something inorganic and thus undetectable by both their filters. The government did not seem to be making any headway into solving the problem, either...
The strategist stands by the pavement, attempting to search for anything unusual in the sewers. However, the perpetrator makes itself known before he can finish - a tentacle snakes out of the sewer cover and shoots straight for his ankle. He darts backward with practiced reflexes, and his sword is in his hands in an instant - there is a crescent-flash of bright blue light, and the tentacle lies twitching on the floor.
But it definitely isn't over yet - a low rumble sounds below the ground, and a droid bursts out of the manhole cover. Takakage immediately steps backward, putting some distance between him and the hostile robot -
- a glance reveals no visible gaps in its exoskeleton. And a robot runs on electricity, does it not? For someone as attuned to water as he is... this will be a difficult fight. He needs to think, to come up with a plan - but will he have enough time?
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But Shinpachi just happens to be out as well when he suddenly spots the man - and the droid coming out of the manhole only a second after it. And even from a distance it certainly isn't hard to tell that the droid probably doesn't have the best of intentions just from its.. body.. -- well, exoskeleton language in this particular case. And even if the guy does have a sword and looks fairly prepared for this, it'd still be pretty shitty to just run off and pretend he didn't see anything. Shinpachi's too honest and good for that. So instead he calls out, already making his way over.
"Hey, need some help?!"
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"That would be much appreciated."
The robot seems to be confused by the presence of two targets instead of one, its head (presumably it was the head) glancing between the two as if hesitating to see which it should attack. After a moment it decides to go for Takakage, seeing that he was closer - but that moment of hesitation is enough to give the strategist time to prepare a counterstrike.
The spellbook in his hand rises into the air - as the droid lunges forward the tome snaps open and unleashes a barrage of pages forward, the missiles circling towards the left and deflecting the robot's tentacles. Takakage himself had taken the opening to move to the right, giving him space away from the droid (which is currently flailing about after being disoriented by the swarm of pages).
It is then a simple matter of proper focus and aim before several sharp blue crescent slashes manage to sever more of the robot's tentacles. However, it is still hostile despite being un-armed - seemingly frustrated by the strategist's attack, it turns sharply and begins advancing towards the other man.
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I apologize if I get my history wrong - I haven't yet read up in depth about the Edo era and beyond
it's cool! my knowledge of pre-bakumatsu stuff is a little spotty anyway LMFAO
together we can write a full history book
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Minami Arisato | Persona 3 Portable
[ OH MY GOD WHY ARE THERE TENTACLES IN THE TOILET -
- if you had been trying to use one of the public restrooms in the metro station, you might have heard a (thankfully not very loud) half-scream followed by a boom coming from the Female section. And if you were to open the restroom door and take a look, you would see a girl of around sixteen leaning on one of the walls with a gun in her hand. There seems to be smoke coming from one of the stalls.
She seems out of breath, but quickly offers you an apologetic smile when she sees you. ] Oh, uh... I'm sorry. There's something strange inside the cubicle - you might not want to use it.
[ ... she might have Ziodyned it a liiiittle to hard. Mental note to try and relearn how to control her Personas better. It's been a while since she last used them. ]
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Uhm- are you- are you sure? Are you hurt?
[Seriously what was with this city it was always one thing after another-!!]
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[ She pauses here for a moment, grimacing. ] And it tried to grab me. It's gone now, but there might be more in the pipes.
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The first was that she Bufudyne'd a tentacle in a toilet bowl. Considering that this is Cerealia and a lot of stuff she's dealt with happened in toilets, she realistically should be used to this.
The second, was that this was Minami who was telling her with that same apologetic smile that she always wore when she told her she couldn't attend student council meetings today.
It couldn't have been though. Minami... she moved on from this world, to put it lightly.
Definitely being ruder than she'd like to be, Mitsuru is just staring at her. This must be some sort of illusion. ]
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The last thing Minami remembers before coming here is falling asleep on the rooftop of their school during Graduation Day (despite all her efforts to stay awake), and hearing all her friends' voices...
... was that it? Did something happen after she dozed off? ]
Um... senpai? Is something the matter?
[ She says this slowly, almost hesitantly - but without a single trace of displeasure. If something had indeed happened, she wants to find out how she can help. ]
wanijima akito • air gear • previous game history
Which is probably why he's entertaining himself by sitting on top of the moving refrigerator, eating ice cream right out of the carton. ]
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Is it even safe up there? What if you fall down?
Miles Edgeworth | Ace Attorney | comes equipped with previous game history...and skillz
Edgeworth is not at all impressed with these ads and spam e-mails. And he is even more unimpressed with the washing machine groaning deeply, the lid flopping up and down like the mouth of a giant creature. While trying to delete the spam and looking over the washing machine to see if he can make heads or tails of it, he will send out this voice message. His tone is imbued with frustration and weariness; as if being stuck here wasn't enough, now the technology was acting up.]
Would anyone know how to repair washing machines, or stop this incessant flood of spam messages in my inbox?
[PHASE II: RESIDENCES; ACTION
Hope you weren't planning on spending a quiet day, because your day just got noisier with the addition of one, extremely loud and incredibly close:]
Nnnnggghhhooooh!
[What ensues is the sound of steel clashing with steel, a resounding door slam, and frantic footsteps as Edgeworth hurriedly sprints out of his apartment. His clothes are flecked with small water stains, and in his right hand is a saber. His breathing is quick and shallow, and his feet are spaced in a ready battle stance in case something nasty crawls out of his pad.
Tapping him on the shoulder right now would not be advisable while he's armed.]
[PHASE IV: RESIDENTIAL DISTRICT; ACTION
It wasn't just the toilets. It wasn't just the sinks. And now, they weren't just robotic tentacles. The scene outside is nothing short of pandemonium as people scramble to get out of the droids' way, slam doors into the robots' faces (well, they sort of had faces, maybe) or even climb whatever is climbable in the vicinity.
Edgeworth himself jumps when, several yards away, a sewer cover pops as easily as one would pop the cover of a canister of potato chips. But he promptly stiffens his resolve as he remembers why he even came out here. He doesn't consider himself a hero, but if he doesn't do anything, those sewer droids will wreak havoc upon the district. Besides, his nerves were already buzzing with the adrenaline of combat, his sword hand trembling a touch. Hopefully he hasn't yet forgotten how to fight properly. The tentacle in his bathroom was one thing. A full droid was another.
He sprints forward, blade in hand as he parries the tentacle strikes. One grazes the bridge of his nose, another knocks him to the ground, but he manages to hold his own. And yet, he is dimly aware that he is only fighting one. There were so many other droids on the loose that had to be taken care of, and he was merely one man who had only so recently become trained for combat. Trained, but not an expert.
HELP HIM FIGHT THESE THINGS, WOW.]
phase i
[ Isn't that what you usually do against spam.. but then again, Heung Soo realises it's not that easy here either. Here they are, trapped in some sort of anime scifi city, and there's not even something as simple as a spam filter. Even though they have robots everywhere. What kind of backwards technology is that, huh? ]
.. and tell me if you find one. [ Yes, indicating that he hasn't found the true solution to this spam problem just yet either.. if he gets even one more message about dating single robots, he swears!!! ]
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HEY BOO (also phase iv)
Her staff is drawn out of her chest without a second thought. She points it at the nearest monster, eyes blazing.]
Compartmentalize.
[The thing suddenly breaks apart into neat little chunks, collapsing to the ground. She turns and sees Edgeworth with a sword and points her staff at the monster he's fighting as well, frowning.]
Seorsum.
[It, too, crumbles into a heap. She casts Edgeworth a look.]
We need to get out of here. There's too many of them.
OMG LET ME PLAY WITH YOU AGAIN
Kumou Tenka || Donten ni Warau
[Guess who tried to make contact with the Cerealian prince. If you guessed that it was one (1) technologically-incompetent crab head, you would be correct.
Honestly Tenka knows nothing about spam and even less about e-mail. People didn't have time for this shit because where he's from, they had crops to tend and people to kill instead. This is a really strange hobby so honestly he's new to the place and figures he has nothing to lose. Why not try to befriend a prince?
This is now leading to him chasing after his vacuum cleaner. Does he know it's a vacuum cleaner? Probably not. He just knows that it's in his possession and probably shouldn't be going anywhere.
How is it on the streets already....?]
Hey, catch that weird thing for me! It's got a mind of its own...!!
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[This is a lot different than taking down random ronin. Regardless, Tenka's gotten the idea that if these robot things aren't taken care of, then a lot of people could get hurt! So it's with practiced movements that he's using his metal fan to slice off their tentacle arms, leaving them immobile and -
Well, eventually he's got a neat mountain of them and he's standing on top of them, flicking his metal fan disdainfully. Now he's hopping off as soon as he can, though not without a crude comment.]
These things smell like crap. Is this what the future is like? Does it all smell like crap....?
[Thank god someone is asking the important questions.]
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Memoca doesn't care much about email herself, but she does care for the television that is currently tumbling down the street. Come back here, she needs to watch her dumb cartoons...!]
What the hell?! [And then she turns the corner to come face-to-face with Tenka's vacuum cleaner. Her runaway TV is temporarily forgotten as she slams right into the vacuum cleaner.
Now, this would normally stop it... but Memoca is a small 110cm girl with seagull wings for hands, so she can't grab the floor to halt it or keep it still with her weight. So she's just. Being dragged along now.]
Why is this happening?!
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iv!
Stupid Aniki... [He pauses, mumbling those words to himself before calling out to Tenka:] Now's not the time for complaining! There's more of them heading this way!
[Soramaru wants to fight them, too, but there's just so many... It was only coincidence that he ended up coming down this way (because he absolutely was not looking for Tenka's help!), but... let's be real, there are too many, he definitely needs the help.]
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... Too bad others are trying to drag him into their life.
If Shinnosuke were a good Samaritan, he'd help out. Eeeeexcept he's not, so.]
... Well, that's something you don't see everyday.
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I.
Problem solved.
Quick and dirty as always--]
...What are you doing? [???? why are you here.
what is this thing.
why]
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yuan yongje | cavalier of the abyss
[ The technology of this world so far hasn't been very friendly with Yuan or anyone else, that much she's able to confirm in her few hours of being here. And it just so happens that the worst is slowly approaching as she walks around the city in hopes of finding a few familiar faces.
But that's especially difficult and she immediately pushes the thought aside when she witnesses a coiled robotic tentacle erupt from the sewers. Though she wasn't their target, she would not sit idly by and watch as someone is attacked. ] Watch out!
[ She brings her hands together and then draws one of them back, as if she were drawing back a bow and the light appearing in her hands is the arrow. In fact whomever is being attacked my even immediately recognize it as an arrow, especially when her fingers part and she allows the the light to let fly. Piercing the tentacle and mercilessly going straight through it. But that isn't the end, there's no need for someone to specifically predict that, and so she advances forward quickly to who was attacked. ]
Are you alright? Quickly, let us escape.
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[ Yeah she sent money to the Cerealian prince. Why?
Well.. let's just say that this sort of technology is too advanced for her and with one swipe of her finger she ended up making some sort of agreement. (Honestly she thought that maybe if she forgot it that it would forget about her, but obviously that's not the case. And she can't really say that what she received was a bad thing.)
She does, however, tilt her head to the side when she receives the video, going completely silent before she finally parts her lips: ] It's..
It's cute!
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[ Apparently someone is just bound to get offended by that statement eventually.. except this time it happens to be a bird. Yes, an actual fucking
pidgeonfantail dove. Congratulations, Yuan, you are now in the presence of talking birds and therefore an actual Disney princess. You did it. You climbed the whole mountain.Anyway, he turns his.. n.. nose.. beak.. up and huffs. ]
What is supposed to be so adorable about those scrapes of metal? This whole business was just completely shady to begin with..!
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You should be more worried about yourself. It isn't safe out here.
[ He looks her over, reminded a little of Cinque from her youth- or seemingly so, and he frowns. What exactly is going on here... ]
Do you even know your way around?
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bonus.
What kind of mission is this anyway? The whole thing confuses him, but he doesn't bother re-reading the explanation. It's not like he doesn't have a couple of credits to spare. Wait, maybe he should have checked his bank account before sending the credits...
He looks at it on his device before making a face of pure distress. ]
Shit, I'm in the negatives! It's all- wait no... it's not red!
[ In fact, it's green. It's completely green. Look at all those zeroes! ]
Huh?!? I got credits! Did you get credits??
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Ruby Rose | RWBY [CRAU]
When the tentacle had shot out of the toilet, Ruby's gut reaction was pretty much KILL IT WITH FIRE. In fact there was a nice sized crater where her bathroom used to be. When they started coming out of the sinks, however, she decided that just shooting them wouldn't be an option. So now, on her kitchen table, there lies a severed tentacle. Ruby has procured an outfit that looks somewhere between mad scientist and mechanic and was now poking at the thing to make sure it wasn't going to move while dissecting it.
"I never thought I'd be saying this, but... Time for some homework!"
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It's all very frustrating, you see.
She eyes the severed tentacle the moment sets foot into their apartment; already with some ideas in mind of how to combat their little issue.
"Explain." Concise and straightforward as ever, this one is.
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