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//TESTDRIVE12.EXE

//testdrive12.EXE



Out with the old, in with the new as they say, and this ViViD level is no different. Ever progressive and ever mindful, CERES has decided in their war against the evil carbon footprint to give citizens both new and old a lesson in healthy living. To show this, they've created a level all about... recycling, or as close to recycling as a company like CERES can get. (Which isn't very close at all, honestly.)

This, of course, means that when you're dumped in to today's ViViD level, the first thing that will hit you is the stench. It's vile and rancid and the type of stench that makes a person want to give up smelling altogether, and when you finally open your eyes, you'll see why. There's trash everywhere. The buildings are decrepit and crumbling, the cars are broken down and rusted, and overall, it looks like the apocalypse rolled right on through. Which is weird because this is definitely not a post-apocalyptic game. Yet wandering around this pathetic excuse for a ViViD level will just reveal more of the same -- it's a total wasteland.

And if you look up, you will see a billboard.

RECYCLING AND YOU: HOW NOT TO BE A DIRTY WASTE OF SPACE


You'll only have a moment to be offended by the sign before, amongst the piles of trash and rubble, there's another, smaller pile of trash and rubble. The only difference is this one can talk.


Welcome to The Dumpster Dive, my cool cats and sweet kittens. A brand new ViViD level, created and innovated to you by CERES's very creative and innovative technicians. We're all here to help you learn to Reuse, Reduce and Recycle, givin' you kids some tools to help you lessen your impact on the planet. After all, we're all here together on this great planet of Tellus. Wouldn't want to ruin it, right? Ha ha!


Happy Trash Day to Cerealians one and all!

//SCENARIOS.EXE


PHASE I

[ 6:00 ] So, you're here.

You're probably sitting in a pile of trash because, well, everywhere is a pile of trash. You're in a landscape of trashiness and there's no escape. Your only option is to give in to the sweet, sweet pull of the garbage. The buildings are crumbling, the sidewalks are a mess of bottles (but no bottle caps), rubble, and empty chip bags, and you're stuck in this... trash. This garbage. This hellhole.

Wasn't recycling supposed to be clean?

It probably takes a rat skittering over your foot to get you going but like any good game, the protagonist needs to move. If you're going to find out anything in this trash heap, you'll need to explore a bit. See if you can find someone else! Or something else. Maybe someone more experienced with ViViD can help you figure out how to log out. Even if logging out doesn't seem to be working right now. You should be careful too because one wrong step might cause the pile of trash you're standing on give way and send you into the sewers below.

Which means there are rats, there are bugs, the ground is unsteady and... yep. It's starting to rain.

Good luck.

PHASE II

[ 8:00 ] And then come the... trash drones.

They zero in on any living thing in this ViViD level -- if you’re moving, if you’re breathing, if you have some sort of a pulse, they’ll be there. And they’ll grab you and take you away. No matter how many you shoot down, more and more and more will come, never stopping until you're swarmed completely by them. They have to get you! You're garbage, you're garbage, you're garbage! You're garbage!

And so, you're snatched up.

Don’t worry, though. After a short flight (wave hello to your fellow drone-napped neighbor!), you'll arrive at three huge trash chutes with three equally huge signs above them. GARBAGE, RECYCLING, and COMPOST hang above the chutes and the drones pause just momentarily before announcing one of these options in a robotic voice. You've been sorted and without any preamble, the drone will dump you in whichever one it decides.

Hopefully you don’t end up in the compost. Gross.

Of course, once you down there, there's plenty to poke around in (or not much if you're still not into the whole trash thing). It's piles and piles and piles of trash as far as the eye can see! Again! If you're especially clever, you may be able to use the trash to build a way out of the chute. The very, very long chute. Maybe there's someone around that can help you? And better do so quick, who knows what CERES has deemed to be "recycling" this time.

PHASE III

[ 11:25 ] CERES's standards continue to shine on again, because after some time, those chutes will finally start working. So if you've been separated from a friend through any of this ordeal, don't worry about it. You're all gonna end up in the same place anyway.

Which is the incinerator, of course! (Wait, that’s not how recycling works.)

The ground beneath you shifts, enough to knock over whatever flimsy excuse for an escape plan you have, and suddenly all of the trash, compost or recycling will be dumped down into an underground furnace -- along with everyone stuck there, of course. Bit by bit, everything moves ever closer towards that red hot furnace and it’s clear that everything's going to be dumped straight into the fire and burned. Say your farewells. Make nice with your neighbor. Finalize your will because --

Oh. It stopped.

Looks like it jammed.

It doesn't remain jammed for long because CERES is, if anything, highly efficient. So it starts up again. But then stops again. And then starts again. And then stops again. This may be a glitch in the level, actually.

So, you're still getting ever closer to fiery death, but... slowly. Very slowly. In fact, you could probably walk away from said fiery death faster than you're going towards it. It's like they can't even program a near death experience right!

PHASE IV

[ 11:25 ] Maybe you avoided the incinerator. Maybe you ended up in a different part of the level altogether. Maybe you just got lost. Either way, now you’re stuck with the age-old hobby of enthusiasts and the exceptionally desperate alike.

Dumpster diving.

And CERES wouldn't send you down there without an incentive, you know. If you look, it seems like there might be something valuable, something incredibly important and just for you. A shiny item that you’ve always wanted right from home and it’s right there in your grasp, something precious that you could never get in Cerealia. How it came to be there, nestled between an empty carton of eggs and a half-eaten cheeseburger, no one knows, but you'll be filled with the inescapable, all-consuming urge to go get it. Just jump right into that dumpster and get it.

The more you resist the urge, the more it'll hurt. (As in, physically hurt actually. The feeling will be comparable to your fingernails slowly being plucked out.)

This is ViViD though and the moment you hit the trash, the spell breaks. You'll see that your most precious thing, whatever it was, was never actually there. Instead, you seem to have actually grabbed something else and whatever it is, you can't let go of it. Be it an empty bottle of bacon soda or a bicycle tire with a giant hole in it, it's attached to your hand now and no matter what you do, you can't get it off.

Hopefully whatever you grabbed wasn't too big because it looks like you're not getting rid of it. Not till you beat the level.

BONUS

[ why : o'clock ] The odd thing about being stuck in a trash wasteland is that you can go for ages without seeing another person. Ages. Of course, CERES doesn't like that very much since ViViD games should be co-operative! Player with player! Player against player! Players who shouldn't be playing at all. That's the type of play CERES supports.

Which means the longer you go without seeing another person, the more you might feel an itch. It gets under your skin, making you feel dizzier and dizzier, and shorter and shorter of breath until -- you pass out. Vision going dark, breathing cutting out, and down you go into the trash and whatever this ViViD level has planned next.

It won't take long. You'll wake up feeling slightly confined and there will be a moving body next to you. It seems as if you've finally, finally found someone -- and they're really, really close. In fact, maybe a little too close? When you open your eyes, you'll see that the two of you may be bound together in a way that might be familiar to some.

But instead of a shirt, it's just a garbage bag. A really, really strong garbage bag that can't be broken out of no matter how strong you happen to be. No laser eyes, no super powers, nothing will separate you from this person other than, well, getting along.

There really is only one question you have to ask yourself now. Just one.

What the hell does this have to do with recycling?


[ Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with sensitive or inappropriate material and do let a mod know if your thread careens off into maiming or canoodling so we can lock the log. ]

//RUN.EXE

Welcome to CEREALIA's twelfth 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!

meouch: (pic#9860958)

adrien agreste | miraculous ladybug

[personal profile] meouch 2016-01-01 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
PHASE I. A WET CAT
[ it's probably hard to tell the difference between the literal trash and the human trash, but— okay, just kidding. there's trash, trash, more trash, and on top of it being very confusing, it stinks. the introduction chat noir had been given by the... talking trash pile... only made him think of this as some kind of game, which did nothing to answer his questions and instead shoved this further into "dream" territory.

he manages to find a slightly steady piece of sidewalk and, after kicking the party of bottlecaps everywhere, he's getting to scouting. hopefully you're paying attention when you walk by, because there's a silver staff stabbed into the ground that probably won't be very nice to walk into ... well, maybe it's a staff, who really knows? it's extended high, high, high up, almost like a lamppost, and there's what appears to be a boy clad in all leather perching at the top of it, glancing around. ]


I know cats are supposed to catch rats, but even this is a bit much for me.

[ knock him down, get his attention, go ahead. or maybe ignoring the weirdo in a black suit with cat ears and a tail (????) and his giant, sun wukong expanding staff is probably for the best. ]

PHASE II. A SMELLY BOY
[ and now he's here, as Actual Identity adrien, in the compost. he'd used cataclysm on one of the robots taking hold of him which was... probably not such a good idea in hindsight, considering its friends came as he'd reduced one of theirs to rusty parts. that... left him transformation-less (which no one saw, fortunately) after five minutes, down the chute, and out of a lot of options.

... which he's currently running through with the inside of his shirt, apparently, if you happen to come across him ducked behind one of the many wonderfully smelling piles. his voice is nasally as his other hand is pinching his nose, but what he seems to be saying is: ]


—I know, Plagg, but it's an emergency—

[ and if he happens to notice you noticing him talking to his shirt, he's going to straighten up and mention absolutely none of it. instead he gives a simple, sheepish wave, and asks with a tentative smile: ]

Uh... Hey. You wouldn't happen to have any cheese, would you?

[ that's a priority and he's weird as fuck. ]

PHASE IV. I'M TIRED
[ he's chat again after he's managed to find his bag and it's emergency stash of cheese (or maybe Plagg ate that Compost Cheese, but that was a last last last last resort...); now he's chat again with a heavy tire attached to his hand. he'd thought he'd seen ladybug's miraculous inside the trash, and he'd dived into it before it'd even registered what he was doing. they were an important item of his lady's that he wouldn't hesitate to keep safe, but in the end they... hadn't even been real, apparently.

so. there's a tire. and he'd managed to at least get it onto the ground, but it's still a tire, and he's finding it very hard to move. ]


Who puts this in a dumpster, anyway? [ is his annoyed, inquisitive grumble. at least he perks up when someone walks by. ] Ah! Bonjour. Would you mind giving me a hand with this? I'm feline that I won't move very far with just one pair of claws.

[ ah yes. it's a cat boy spewing out cat puns. just leave him now. ]
corona: (‣ but you will have to look much closer)

I-B

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-01 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Strange thing: bare feet and broken glass aren't always the best of friends. Rapunzel doesn't even look down before raising her not-frying pan in a posture that could best be described as "deeply unfriendly." ]

I scared you? You're the one greeting me with - flying glass! [ and, in a mumbled aside: ] If I were going to stab you, that probably wouldn't encourage me to stop.
echoistic: (8.)

'TIS I

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-01 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[.............]

Would you seriously do that?
sortileges: (7)

[personal profile] sortileges 2016-01-01 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Right. Now it is then, maybe after the moment of peril, anyway. He looks up when she suggests it, then towards the side where there only seems to be more and more trash. ]

You know, one day I'd also like to know why this keeps happening.

[ He steps over to one side, trying to be careful that he isn't pulled too close to the incinerator. ]

This doesn't look all that stable...

[ Because let's not talk about when he and Arthur went to save Guinevere and he kept slipping down the wall they were climbing. ]
echoistic: (12.)

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-01 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay, he's hearing that, and so he'll be flailing his hands in front of him.]

Agh, no, don't cry! A cute girl crying is, like, the worst thing in the world, y'know!?
digiteyesed: (pic#9548300)

[personal profile] digiteyesed 2016-01-01 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
What, you get trapped in incinerators often? That's some bad luck!

[Sticking to Merlin's back, ready to catch him just in case he does fall down the pile of garbage.

She'll probably go over with him if he does fall but it's the thought that counts.]

Stable or not, you don't have much choice. Unless you find a ladder in all this garbage.
osuni: (shittalking pt 1)

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-01 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[okuni's gonna turn into the girl who cried rat pretty soon...]

That's quite a claim to make. [why is this dude calling himself an uchigatana??? WHAT... is she talking to one of those Super Serious Types that like to go on and on about how they're a Sword for their master. But it also doesn't seem like that? hm]

But there are all sorts of armies out there. Being the fastest in an army of backwater mercenaries, for example, isn't very impressive...
rightfully: (pic#9327998)

phase I.

[personal profile] rightfully 2016-01-01 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It had taken Lucina nearly five minutes to extricate herself from the pile of trash she had found herself in - and then, more importantly, another ten to locate Falchion and its sheath. Somehow, it had become unclipped from her sword belt. It hadn't taken the skitter of a rat or even a cockroach to nudge her upward—like anyone who spent their formative years in a zombie apocalypse, she had been almost disturbingly alert.

Admittedly, she is quite unaware of the bits of giant wad of pink gum that had become lodged in her hair.

Seeing movement from a nearby middens pile, Lucina is moving as - as fast as reasonably possible. It's difficult to gain footing on this uneven, precarious terrain. More than once, she has to reach down and hold some garbage to steady herself. Quickly enough, she's at Kaneki's side, half-kneeling. One eye on him, one eye on their surroundings. ]


Are you alright, sir?

[ She holds out a hand for him to take. Get up, man. ]
digiteyesed: (pic#9548373)

[personal profile] digiteyesed 2016-01-01 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
I do know! [Boo hoo hoo]

It's the absolute worst, a-a-and people who make cute girls cry are the absolute worst people!
stillinbloom: (That reminds me...)

[personal profile] stillinbloom 2016-01-01 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
I guess I'm a little weird. [Kaoru laughs, but there's an edge of self-depreciation to it. A LITTLE, she says...]

Pleased to meet you! [,small>pause. Wait. She frowns and tilts her head, brow furrowing] Huh...? Why does that sound familiar...?

[She hems and haws for another few seconds before suddenly reaching out to try and grab at his arms again] Ah-ha! I got it! You're an actor, right? Someone Sayako-chan likes? You look like an actor! [n...nailed it.... what does that even MEAN Kaoru please....]
echoistic: (4.)

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-01 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[He snaps his fingers (and, uh, is it just him, or does this girl have a lot of hair?), before shrugging. Also excuse you, Rapunzel, he heard that.]

Yeah, well, you—you snuck up on me! So there. I am totally innocent and you are clearly to blame here, mm-hmm.
corona: (‣ cause i think you were wrong about me)

1

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-01 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Her hair.

To be more specific, for Rapunzel, looking at Usagi is not unlike staring through a fun house mirror and seeing a distorted, off-model version of yourself reflected in rain-stained glass. The image is similar, but strange enough to be unsettling. A chill runs down her spine now; she didn't know there were others out there with long golden hair.

This does nothing to convince her she's awake, of course. Rapunzel, who is covered in such muck she's considering discarding her dress altogether, approaches Usagi, her gait more relaxed than it's been since she found herself here. If this is a dream, there's nothing to be scared of. Right? Just a little rain. ]


Hey... Don't cry. [ crouching a little ] It's hard to hug someone who's crying, you know. Or - that's what Mother says. Heh.
osuni: (fan: the trope)

EMBRACES AND WEEPS

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-01 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[she flips open her fan, blinking innocently behind it even though she's tOTALLY SMIRKING.]

If it counts as a kindness, then why not? [look, she'll even get up and take a couple of steps down her mighty hill and towards Rhys, the talking corpse]
digiteyesed: (pic#9548453)

IV

[personal profile] digiteyesed 2016-01-01 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[It is not often that Ene finds people who look weirder than her. Some kind of leather cat furry comes close. And grabbing random tires is even weirder! What's with this guy?]

You could try saying pawlease.
sortileges: (9)

[personal profile] sortileges 2016-01-01 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Danger, not necessarily this. [ He waves a hand in the direction of the flames. ] Though this is close enough.

[ Beheading or flames are the penalties for magic, anyway. ]

I think... [ It's said with a slight laugh, as bitter as it might be. ] With how much rubbish is actually here, that wouldn't be all that surprising.

[ Though really he's trying to consider if he can get away with a trick to at least keep the trash stuck together and less likely to topple over. ]
gentlestep: (3)

Hinata Hyuga | Naruto

[personal profile] gentlestep 2016-01-01 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Phase III
[Garbage was something she could handle. Smelling bad wouldn't kill her, even if being surrounded by smelly hot garbage was unpleasant. Unfortunately, the last thing she was expecting after being forcibly 'sorted' was to face an imminent fiery death. Eyes wide, Hinata stares around frantically as the ground continued to shift beneath her. There was no way she was going to die like this! If she could just find something to stop the-

And just like that everything stopped moving.

She was still there - still blessedly alive. Immediately, she turns to look to the nearest person not completely submerged in their smelly grave.
]

Are you alright?

[There might have been plenty of time to ask that but now the ground had begun to move again. Whatever had made the garbage stop moving was no longer doing so.]

Ah-!!

[Her eyes dart around again looking for something - anything - to jam the machine more permanently.]
Edited 2016-01-02 00:43 (UTC)
souperb: (pic#8531079)

ii-a.

[personal profile] souperb 2016-01-01 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ that's—

—she doesn't even take a moment to consider it. she sees the familiar child and cat, hears that voice, sees those damn drones starting problems even now, and she casts fireball almost immediately through the two drones, ignoring the odd feeling in her chest.

milla moves immediately afterwards (probably tripping on some trash as she gets there, but it's Anime Willpower that gets her balanced and moving even more quickly) to catch rollo and elle. that's probably not a good idea considering how unstable the ground is, and—

yes, she slips and falls on the trash, elle and rollo on top of her, but at least they're safe?! ]


Ugh— both of you are too much. [ is what she says, with a groan (and probably some underlying fondness). then: ] ... Are you hurt?

[ is this going to be awkward. ]
digiteyesed: (pic#9548367)

[personal profile] digiteyesed 2016-01-01 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
So, basically you need a babysitter to keep you out of trouble.

[Boys. Ene is considering the same thing, to be honest. Her hacking powers are about 50/50 in ViViD, she might be able to hold the garbage pile together if she pulls the coding together, maybe they can accidentally teamwork into getting him up the garbage pile safely.]

Ladder hunting can be plan B.
echoistic: (8.)

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-01 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Nooo! What can I do to make up for this transgression!?
corona: (‣ upon the floor yeah upon the floor)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-01 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ tug tug tug ]

HEY! [ Suffice it to say she's whirling around without any regard to how close this robot is to her head. She collides with it, winces, and then growls. ] Look! Don't you dare touch my hair, got it? I can handle monsters like you, you know! This? Is nothing for me! Nothing! My hair is off limits and–

[ tug tug tug ]

[ Rapunzel looks down and registers the flash of blue beneath her. Just then the resistance at her back slackens and she falls towards the heap marked "GARBAGE" with a scream, praying against odds that whatever - whomever? - she caught in her hair is not being pulled along with her, because that would blow. ]
digiteyesed: (pic#9548302)

[personal profile] digiteyesed 2016-01-01 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
You haven't even said sorry. You need to apologise to me properly!
echoistic: (7.)

WEEPS WITH YOU

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-01 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[His IMPENDING DOOM sensors are going off... but the possibility... but doom...]

Uhhh...

[Is his very intelligent reply as he lies still. What should he do???]
sortileges: (14)

[personal profile] sortileges 2016-01-01 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah-- Not exactly. [ He clears his throat, looking a little sheepish as his left hand rubs the back of his head. ] I just serve a royal prat who can't keep out of trouble.

[ A literal. Royal. Prat.

He clears his throat then reaches out, looking disgusted as his hand slides into something slimy and gross. ]


I take it you have no plans of joining me for support?

[ Who would when they can float tbh???? ]
corona: (‣ but you will have to look much closer)

a world where people throw out valuable kitchen tools!!

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-01 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh no. She's doing it too, isn't she? She's doing the conversational sarcasm thing. His question forces her to drop both arms with an expression of combined irritation and alarm, which is an odd expression to make, really. ]

Why would– What... what makes you say that? I am not important. No way. No way! [ her laughter is 100% forced ] Hah. No. If they're after anyone, they're after you. I bet you're a thief too!
digiteyesed: (pic#9548465)

[personal profile] digiteyesed 2016-01-01 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[She weighs 2MB of course she is getting pulled along. All attempts to free herself from this hair cage just make it worse, and someone is still yelling, and why?? Why happen!? New plan, don't try to resist, Ene flies up towards Rapunzel all ready to yell at her and the droid--

Except Rapunzel is falling down and she gets dragged back to the ground. Why this.]

Kyaaa!