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//TESTDRIVE3.0.EXE

//TESTDRIVE3.0.EXE

It Came from Beneath the Sink


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:

w̧̧̛͈̝̝̝͖͎͗̔͐̋̈́̈͋̀ͅͅè̻͈̙͎̖̙͖̦̫̖̇̓̐̃̍̿̔̾̕ ̨̢͇̮͖̲̘̣̬̞͗̂́̄̓̌̎̎̃͆a̢̪̥̪͔͙̝͖̱̞̍̿̽͐̀̿̚̕͠͝p͍̖̭̰̮̻͇͖̬̒̆̓̅͆̔̏͌̋̕ͅó̫̙̯̻̹͕͇̞̱͔̿͌̽̃̇̎̀̀͘ļ̡͍͙̠̻͇̠̱͉̒̏̌́̋͐̐͘͝͠ơ̢̹̟̗͇̝̣͈͖̲͆́̿̈́̋̒̅̀͘ģ̧͍͕̱̭̱̤̥͋́̄̄̀͗̽͜͝͝͝i̧̻̥̱̫̟̻̠̼̞̋̈̈͌͊͑̎̈́̂̎z̛̛̤̝̫̩͔̙͓͓͚͍͗̓̈́̇͑̀̽́e̛̲̬͓̙̹̲̠̤͔̊͛́̒͆͑̀́͋ͅ ̤̜̟̳̮̟̺̲̭̓̋̎̑͌̋́͌͘͝ͅf̗̥̠̙͓̞͖̞̋̒̓̃͂̈̊̍̌͗ͅͅỏ̢͔̥͔̱͔̬͔͚̒́̐̎͆̂̋̀̕ͅr̛͍̲̲͖̮͓̼̙̙͛̌̽̈́̈́͋̄̌̆͜ ̢̳̱̱͎̫͔̥̹̻̎̾̑̇͊̌͆͑̇͂t̢̛̝͍̤̳̲̗̦͈͇̐̓͛̑͆̎̃̑͝h̼̭̦͕̗̲͙̯̻̭͌͗͑̑̍̎͂͘̕͝i̡̳̗̩̲̼̞̜̗̎̈́͂̿͑̈́̐̈́͘͝ͅs̛̹̜̙̪̘̝͖̗͙̰̄͐͐̇̀̿̒̕͠ ̢̡͚̤̜̱̮̺͍͚͛̔̃̃͛̏̆̀̄͝į̡͙̮̣͕̲̟̠̯͆̾̋̈́̈́̔̔̽̓͌ṋ̨̧̢̛̛͔͉͉̖̯͎̃́̊̆͌͑̋̕t̢͈̳̬̝̻̫̪̘̪͑̃̃̐̂̾̈́͘̚̚è̢̢͙̻̤̗̮͒̍̏͑͊̄̐̀̍͜͜ͅr̨̻̟͉̳͇̝̜͓̮̅̎́͊̈́̔̎͆͠͠ȓ̯̹͉̻̻̼̝̤̟̓̓̇͂͗͐̓́͐ͅù͙̪̤̘̭̙̬̜͕͓̓̐̐̑̌͑̽̃͝ṕ̧̦̭͙̱̲̹̳̥̳͑̆́̏͒͗̌̚͠t͍͍̟̩͕̩͔̟̺̠̃͊̒̑͌̓̽͆̊͝ī͓͕͙̮͕̜̞̤̰͋̀̀̓͂̌̈́͝͠ͅơ̦̬̤̠͔͕͙̯̼̙͐̀̒́̈́̿͆͆͝n͔̬̲͉̪͎̪͓̹͐̒͊̀͋̃͂͒̓́͜ ̢̛̩̝͓̦̻͍̹͉̦́͑̀͐͆̃͋̽̂ḯ̢͍̭͕̮̠͚̠̪̗́̑͛͌̄̿̚͠͠n̡̰̯͚̪̮͕͕̘̹̅͆̿̿̓̑̓̈͘͝ ̲̺̣͇̯̥͇͔͎̮̒́́̑̍̀̿͘͝͝ý̡̠̺̣̗͔̪̠̀̔̽̓̉̉̈̓͜͝ͅo̖͎̝̪̲͍̩̪̩̰͐̒̎̿̔̃͐͐̋̚u͍̺̥͚̗̫̝̗̯̎͑͋̑̅̀̓̊̚͜͝r̛̛̮̼̹̬͈͇͈̙͉͛̍͋̄̍̓̍͜͠ ̛̪̜͔̣̝̠̙̫̤̈̂͛̈́͂̍̈͆̇͜b̤̟̞͉̳̝̠̦̝̹͂̿͒̀́̓̌̀̉̎r̤̫͖͖̫̮̱̙͈̻͛̐̈́̒̈́̊̀̀͠͝ǫ̜̞͖̮̦͎̪̤̀̆͗́͌̎́̊͛͜͝a̰̪̙̹̰̗̯̩͈̞̓͋͋͌̅͊̓̑̚͝ḑ̘͇̺̬̘͔̝͎͕̊̇̃̌̄͛̀͑̈͐ç̢̛̱̭͓̣͎̭͔͕̈͌̈̔͛́̃̀̆ä̧̡̢̱̮̳̤͓͉́̉̋̎̈́̀̒͜͝͠͝ş̹͓̟̙̱̼͍͚͛̀̾́̀̊͋̈́͛̚ͅt͈͉̹͈̼̝̳̘̗͚͂͋̎̉̈̍̂̽̚͝ ͙̗̘̲̩̯͓̙̟̞̅̇̆͛́͐̉̊̈́͠h̢̧̪̦̣̣̜̘̞̩̊̈́̎̌̾̋̿̑̚̕ë͇̩̱̪̤̝͔̮̮̟́̈́͊́̀͑͐͐̀͘l̢̛̞̝̲̖̪͙͙̙͍̎̔͌̃̓̎͌̿͘p̡̨̡̛̺͕̱̯̻̰̱̈́͛́̆͗̀̀̉̉p̤̖̦̱̻̮̰̖͇̥͋̓́͆̏͛́̚͝͝p̨̧̞̟̙͔̭̹͇͇̒́̇̓͛̍̔͑̚̕p̨̳͎̙͍̼̗̭͕̖̀͂̏̏͐̋́̾̓̆ ̢̨̠̹̼̺͔͖̣͙̅̋̎̐̂̂͛͘͝͝s̢̟̫̱̼͚̪͍̿͌͂͊̊̋̾̿̊͜͜͝s̢̧͎͚̣͓̘̝̥̤̈́̓͆̏̇͌̎͑̋͘û̝̱̙͇͎̫̭̞̳̖̂͗̾̆́̽́͑͘ ̧̧͕͉͖̳͙͕̰̜̇̐͌͑̓͆́͊͘͘ḩ̧̧̤̗̫͙͉̣̜͗̾̈́̌̈́̆͌͒̾͠ȩ̘͈̯̲̗͈̺͔̤̑͛̅̉̿͂́̐̿͘l̝̻̣̱̜̼͎̰͎̯̒̐͗͗̐̏̀̚͘͠p͇̟͕̹̤̭͎̥̪͋̐͐̎̈́́̃̆͑͝ͅ ̛͖͚̪̝͓͔̲̯̩̉̅͆͆͊̈̏͜͝͝w̘̟̜͍̮̟̺̤̼͖̍̌̂̎̆͛̀̊̕͝ę̼̩̤͓̣͉̼̎̈́̊̆̄͛̍̍͝͝ͅͅ ̢̹̖̪̺͇͙̥͈͕͊̆͐̍́̿͘͘͠͠ą̩̟͚͓̱̺͓̗̤̽̐̀́̓̃̊̓̚͠p̧̪̼͇̺̣̹̗͐̽́̈͆̄̈́͗̿͜͜͝o̧̡͈͈̞̠͉̯͍͉̓͆̋̈́̾̓̊͘͘͝ģ͙͚̱̺̘̦͖̖̗̔̃̏̋͗̏̇̌̔͠


//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ why:o'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!


thirdarrow: (back ♒ Phalacrocorax carbo)

Kobayakawa Takakage | Samurai Warriors (4) [CRAU]

[personal profile] thirdarrow 2014-10-01 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
phase iii + iv;

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?
telosmere: (surprise)

Minami Arisato | Persona 3 Portable

[personal profile] telosmere 2014-10-01 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
phase ii;

[ 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. ]
Edited 2014-10-01 08:22 (UTC)
akito: akito / gazelle (Default)

wanijima akito • air gear • previous game history

[personal profile] akito 2014-10-01 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ 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. ]
bloodtablets: will be revealed to me when I die. Have you ever thought about that? (I wonder if all of the nights I blacked)

[personal profile] bloodtablets 2014-10-01 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[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?
bloodtablets: in the freezer saying "they would never think to look here" (You kept hiding marshmallows)

[personal profile] bloodtablets 2014-10-01 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yuki had of course come running when she heard the scream, startled by the sound that accompanying it.]

Uhm- are you- are you sure? Are you hurt?

[Seriously what was with this city it was always one thing after another-!!]
telosmere: (serious)

[personal profile] telosmere 2014-10-02 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ Minami doesn't reply immediately, trying to catch her breath. ] Yes, I'm fine. There was a tentacle coming out from the toilet...

[ 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.
Edited (typo) 2014-10-03 13:45 (UTC)
invoker: (pic#4443773)

[personal profile] invoker 2014-10-02 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ 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. ]
prosecutory: (♙ was in vain; and all)

Miles Edgeworth | Ace Attorney | comes equipped with previous game history...and skillz

[personal profile] prosecutory 2014-10-03 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[PHASE I: VOICE

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.]
telosmere: (sincere)

[personal profile] telosmere 2014-10-03 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ 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. ]
Edited 2014-10-03 13:51 (UTC)
unathletic: (with your heart like a stone)

phase i

[personal profile] unathletic 2014-10-04 09:02 am (UTC)(link)
Get a spam filter.

[ 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!!! ]
nostatus: (can ruin my whole day)

[personal profile] nostatus 2014-10-04 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
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.

"Hey, need some help?!"
prosecutory: (♙ somebody shake me)

[personal profile] prosecutory 2014-10-04 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
A spam filter? Is such a thing easily found over the Internet? [Does he have to pay for it? Is it a program? CELLPHONES TAKE PICTURES NOW OMG??]
thirdarrow: (sp: battle ♒ Cygnus cygnus)

[personal profile] thirdarrow 2014-10-04 01:09 pm (UTC)(link)
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.
Edited 2014-10-04 13:09 (UTC)
grimmspells: (092)

HEY BOO (also phase iv)

[personal profile] grimmspells 2014-10-05 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[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.
prosecutory: (♘ and I discovered that)

OMG LET ME PLAY WITH YOU AGAIN

[personal profile] prosecutory 2014-10-05 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Edgeworth doesn't notice Nico until the droid he was dueling (it was parrying his attacks with its tentacles and it was becoming difficult for him to find an opening) crumbles, and he backs away when that happens, lowering his sword. He decides that now is not the time to question how she did it.

She was right, of course. A part of himself chides him for rushing into battle as if this were the same thing as an invasion in Death City, but another part argues back that he couldn't leave these people to fend for themselves with droids in the loose.]


There must be a better way to deal with them than engaging each machine one by one. [Perhaps now was the time to use their brains instead of their weaponry.]
sunshrouded: (☀ i simply find it astounding)

Kumou Tenka || Donten ni Warau

[personal profile] sunshrouded 2014-10-05 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ PHASE I || ACTION ]

[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.]
fowlmiliar: (angry- why i ought to)

phase i

[personal profile] fowlmiliar 2014-10-05 08:49 am (UTC)(link)
[jesus fucking christ what is happening

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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[personal profile] cloudyskies 2014-10-05 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
[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.]
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[personal profile] unathletic 2014-10-05 11:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ .. oh god. He saw the grey hair, but the rest of the guy didn't look that old so he figured it wasn't just some random old man.. but he doesn't even know about spam filters and the like, so maybe he's ancient after all?! Sounds like just his luck to run into, really. ]

You haven't heard of them? [ What are you.. 80... ]
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[personal profile] nostatus 2014-10-05 01:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that sure is.. something, too. Shinpachi - mostly thanks to his stay in Zelien - has seen pretty weird powers over time. He knows it exists, as weird as it is, but to see someone who actually looks remotely like most of the people he knows rather than one of those modern people using it.. well, it throws him off.

Only for a moment though. He knows he doesn't have the luxury of being able to focus on stupid things like that when there's work to be done. Especially when he notices the robot moving towards him, and with one motion he's already pulled out his katana, ready to counter it straight away.

It's nothing fancy. Nothing like what Takakage uses, anyway, but it still gets the job done enough with Shinpachi's strength. It's not really a clean cut, but he deflects two of the first tentacles that go for him, and manages to hit the third enough for it to just break off.

"Guess I had good reasons to think these things were weird as hell already!" Not that he's specifically seen the sewer robots before, but the others are weird too..
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[personal profile] prosecutory 2014-10-05 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I have, but...I'm uncertain whether I have to pay for them or not. [Durrr.]
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[personal profile] thirdarrow 2014-10-05 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"I believe they are malfunctioning."

Quite an understatement, in fact. Their code had been so corrupted that the droids are now attacking instead of remaining within the confines of their duties. There doesn't seem to be any other robots on the street at the moment, which meant the two men could focus on disabling this one.

He tries to formulate a strategy while the the robot is occupied fending off the other man - like much of Cerealia's droids, they were constructed with no gaps in their armour, which meant his usual plan of piercing them through with high-pressure water jets would not work. While his sword's energy blades are sharp, charging them took time and they might end up hitting his combat partner as well. The best method so far seems to be crippling the droid by brute force, but the other man did not seem to be completely up for the job (as he had no armour himself and might get hurt). This meant that there would be only one other ally the strategist could call on at the moment...

In one smooth motion he draws the gun holstered onto his belt with his left hand, points it to his temple, and pulls the trigger.

"Come forth, Awanagi-no-Mikoto!"

There is the sound of breaking glass and blue light flares from where the gun's muzzle had been - a humanoid being dressed in shades of blue appears behind him. Its eyes are not visible - if it even had eyes - but what little expression it could show conveyed one of determination.

The noise catches the droid's attention and it swerves around - Awanagi mimicks its movement, darting to the left. An orb of bright white light appears in its left palm, and a moment later it punches the robot, leaving a dent in its metallic armour. The droid's humming grows louder, as if taking offense. Raising one of its scythelike legs, it slashes downwards as if aiming to slice their new ally in half.
Edited (dw posted half my tag, thanks) 2014-10-05 15:14 (UTC)
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[personal profile] insincerely 2014-10-05 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[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.
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[personal profile] unathletic 2014-10-05 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
I haven't found one here yet. So I don't know.

[ This place seems to be governed by entirely different rules than most actually normal places.. ]

.. you look like the kind of guy who can afford it though. [ Sure, they may not have their money from back home here, but that cravat? That guy's a total snob, probably. ]
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[personal profile] nostatus 2014-10-05 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
At first he doesn't notice it. Shinpachi finds himself so busy trying to just fend off the robot (listen, it's not fair when he has only two arms to control one blade and this thing has only god knows just how many tentacles) that he can't pay too much attention to what the other is doing. But he at least catches a glimpse from the side of his eye when he has a moment just to make sure the other man is still there.

Maybe it's a bad decision, because it just makes him stop for a moment. Takakage is standing there, grabbing a gun (because he at least recognizes that, one thing they did have in his time even if it was still fairly new) and putting it to his--

Wait, what? For a moment he's about to panic since it just looks like he's about to kill himself right on the spot, but then Shinpachi remembers something. A brief flash of a memory from Zelien, of a girl who nearly gave him a heart attack by doing exactly the same thing.

Seriously, how many people are there with such a dumb distracting method of combat?!

At least it makes him less surprised when the actual being pops up. It's different from the one he's seen, but that doesn't matter - it's weird, sure, but he has bigger things to focus on right now that are trying to kill him. Not that he knows though just how alive those beings are, so.. he may as well make sure no one gets hurt here. And since he realises swords aren't going to do much to things with thick armor, he decides to go for more brute force--

"Argh..!" -- And he throws his shoulder straight into the robot's side so hard that he manages to make it tumble over mid-slicing kick for a moment. (It's going to be so sore tomorrow, he's sure of it.) "C'mon, do one of your fancy things again!"

Magic, or.. what.. ever it is. Details don't matter in the middle of this, okay.

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