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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!

firstcloud: icons by novaicons@tumblr (13_Deep in heaven's light)

[personal profile] firstcloud 2016-01-19 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh.. [ He is curious but it's a sensitive subject for him and for Tenka too so ... he doesn't. ]

You're family, and I want to know my family, since I have been given the chance.
osuni: (HOW S C A N D A L O U S)

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-19 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[blinking]

I can't believe you can say such embarrassing things with a straight face... [she turns away, with a little huff of a laugh. but also so that he doesn't see the conflicted expression on her face.]
incendire: (Bonus points if you are in Yoga pants)

come 2 me

[personal profile] incendire 2016-01-19 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hey, he has vents on his body that produce heat. Maybe she can be close to those and not worry about how cold the non-heated parts of his body are. And that's fine, who really is fine with trash. ]

That may be the case, however, I'm not certain if they consider humans as part of what can be disposed of alongside the other garbage.
froshwolf: (pure as a wedding dress)

[personal profile] froshwolf 2016-01-20 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
I'm fine.

[He can tell he doesn't sound fine--he's gritting his teeth and it sounds like the words are fighting him the whole way up his throat and out his mouth.]

It's just been a really, really bad day.
givesalittlewhistle: (pic#9720566)

[personal profile] givesalittlewhistle 2016-01-20 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
Just...a lot of garbage.

[But nothing otherwise worth noting.]
echoistic: (9.)

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-20 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
[At that, he grins, before clicking his tongue. Getting a good idea of what he could use, he holds up his hand—and then, if Rapunzel is paying attention, she might notice the small knobs on the wrist of his glove flying off with a whizzing sound. Regardless, once he's sure the wires (invisible to everyone else but him: an effect he's activating now for the sake of ~theatrics~), he retracts them, thus quickly pulling him through the air until he perches himself on the roof of a nearby building.

Calling out down to Rapunzel:]


How was that!?
flownsolo: (Default)

[personal profile] flownsolo 2016-01-20 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ And suddenly the scramble to think of a lie feels pointless and cruel. She isn't the only displaced, her world upended. Friends (family) missing. ]

...I grew up on Coruscant. [ He'd guess from her accent alone that she's from a core world. She shades her eyes, buying herself a little time while she stares out at the horizon, at that impossible expanse of trash. At this new, impossible minefield she needs to navigate so carefully. ]

But there's a school on Yavin 4. That's where I'm training now. [ And with that she picks a new direction and starts walking, motioning Obi-Wan to follow. ]

Come on, let's try this way.

[personal profile] zombiedude 2016-01-20 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Nico holds his hands up in a placating gesture.] I'll take your word for it.

[personal profile] risingforce 2016-01-20 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Growing up on Coruscant, he can believe, but the other part, he doesn't quite buy. He does follow after her though, wanting to find out more about where she's from.]

A school on Yavin 4 for Jedi? Does the Council know about it?
corona: (‣ smol girl in a smol gay boat)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-20 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's like acrobatics: his body is the wind and he moves through the air with no resistance. Rapunzel stares, too surprised by the display and its elaborate nature to take note of the details she'd normally catch.

OKAY HE'S DEFINITELY COOLER THAN SHE THOUGHT.

For some reason, she wants to show off now. Impress him or skaldjaf something. It's stupid, but she gives into it and her fingers wind around a lock at her side, which she grasps and tosses in the direction of some scaffolding, using it like an elevator to propel her up to his level. Woah. Nearly stumbling off the edge there! She plays it off with a wave from across the street. ]


Not bad. Is that the weapon you were talking about?
tiarae: (On the wind)

[personal profile] tiarae 2016-01-20 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
Well, then we'll just have to keep looking. Unless....you think we should go a different way?

[If they don't seem to be making progress in this direction at least. It's worth considering, worth asking.]
feytality: (hay gaiz wuts going on in this thread)

runs into your arms

[personal profile] feytality 2016-01-20 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Is he a literal toaster, what is this]

Well.... it's been known to happen. The robots here can be pretty intense.... I didn't realize that was about garbage, too.

[But! Brightening right up!]

Anyway! Do you have jetpacks, Mr. Robot?
incendire: (Mario party cheat codes)

holds you warm and toasty

[personal profile] incendire 2016-01-20 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I see. I'll keep that in mind for the future. [ Maybe. Maybe he is. ]

As for the jetpacks—no. I don't have any of those; I do have thrusters in my however, and furthermore, I am a cyborg not a robot.

[ Which aren't the same thing but might accomplish the same thing. ]
echoistic: (13.)

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-25 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
[... What is with that girl's hair, even. After clicking his tongue, he waves back (or he at least assumes that's what she's doing based off of her hand position in that moment; he can't actually detect the full motion in itself).]

Yup! It can do more than that, but with any luck, you won't have to see!
corona: (‣ and what if you were?)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-25 09:19 am (UTC)(link)
No, no, now I want to see. [ SO PUMPED MAN ]
echoistic: (9.)

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-25 10:26 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, way to pressure a guy! It might not be that cool to you, and then I'll just be embarrassed, y'know? But let's see...

[Since there's no one around to kill (not that he plans on killing any random people passing by), he figures he might as well do something more... innocent. His words are still true; with any luck, they'll never be in a real fight where she sees him use his weapon for what it's truly intended for, but that might be a naive thought.

By this point, he's already gotten a good sense of what's on the ground, and while he might not be able to identify actual objects, he can tell what's hard and what's not. For the purpose of this demonstration, he's going with something soft and squishy (i.e. not entirely unlike the human body).

He flicks his wrist, and there's that whizzing noise from before if Rapunzel picks up on it.]


All right, see that, uh... thing over there? [With his free hand, he points in the direction of what he means. It might be hard to pick out among all the junk, but he's talking about what's probably some sort of raggedy stuffed animal. Honestly, he can't tell.] Keep an eye on it!

[He waits for a few moments before, with another movement of his wrist, it begins being pulled towards him, but fails to make much of a journey as it's torn apart in the process. Again, he's electing not to make his wires visible for a ~coolness~ factor, and so what wouldn't be seen by Rapunzel was, previously, his wires coiling around the now beheaded stuffed animal and retracting them, thus tearing the thing apart as he used his sharp wires this time instead of his duller ones.]
firstcloud: (87)

[personal profile] firstcloud 2016-01-25 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh? [ He's a bit confused. But he's definitely not embarrassed. ] That's because it's not embarrassing.
corona: (‣ i should not be playing rapunzel)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-25 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It works. Her lips part and her eyes widen in a mix of fascination and repulsion; the destruction is terrible and powerful, and immediately she sees how this could be used to... protect oneself.

On the other hand: what must that be like? To have a power so strong you'd never have to hide or sacrifice your life for the sake of a gift you can't even share...

Rapunzel shakes herself from the thought and turns to face him across the gap between their buildings. It's also pretty cool from a technical standpoint and just - because she's never seen anything like it in her entire life - or even dreams and imaginary wanderings!! It's truly marvellous and she has to know more. Even if he is obnoxious. She bites down on a lip, concentrating, then using a series of acrobatic twists and throws, grapples her way across the space until she's standing beside him. There, she leans forward and holds her crazy saw right in the middle of his field of vision. RIGHT IN THE FACE BUDDY Though it's not an aggressive move so much as a... friendly challenge? She's curious, that much is clear. ]


How does it work?
osuni: (daaaaamn sakichan)

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-26 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[she tilts her head, and in the exact impression of Kagemitsu's voice-]

You're family, and I want to know my family, since I have been given the chance.

[then back to her normal punk tone]

Embarrassing!
firstcloud: (20)

[personal profile] firstcloud 2016-01-27 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He still doesn't see it. ]

No it isn't.
froshwolf: (pure as a wedding dress)

[personal profile] froshwolf 2016-01-28 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sun. Moon. Truth. Sun. Moon. Truth.

Inhale, exhale.

Liam's fists unclench.]


Look, let's just--figure out how to get out of this trash heap.

[A pause that hangs slightly longer than is comfortable.] Um. My name's Liam.
satomobility: (Gasp)

Asami Sato | Legend of Korra

[personal profile] satomobility 2016-01-29 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Phase I

[Asami's usually adaptable. The sudden change of environment comes as a surprise, but she manages to maintain a level of composure. Briefly. As soon as her senses register the smell and texture of what she woke up on, though, any grace she may have had left gives way to dry heaving.

She retches as she pulls herself up, curling her nose as she looks around. When she realizes she's not alone, she laughs in embarrassment. After a brief pause, she turns to her companion and gives them a sincere, though still slightly queasy, smile.]
Oops. Uh, hi.

Phase II

[Asami has sharp eyes and good reflexes, but it's not enough to let her avoid the collection drones for long. As the bot carries her, she does her best to investigate it. Part of her is looking for any vulnerabilities or clues to their destination, but the mechanic in her just wants to indulge her curiosity.

She's mildly offended when the bot announces she's about to be dropped into the trash chute, though she's not sure how much of an improvement recycling would really have been. And she has to assume it's better than compost.

Shortly after landing, she starts looking the garbage for anything she could use to make something useful. By this point, she's had enough time to adjust to the environment that she's only slightly grossed out by having to pick through unsightly chunks of who-knows-what to see what's underneath. It helps that her mind is occupied. Checking out the bot on the ride over has gotten her thinking about what she can be building with what she might find, and she keeps her focus on that rather than what exactly it is she might be handling.]


Phase III

[The first time the incinerator stops, Asami's halfway through working out an escape plan. She raises an eyebrow in disbelief, but she doesn't spend much time wondering why, trying to put as much distance as she can between her and the furnace and hopefully find an exit.

When it first starts up again, she feels a fresh jolt of adrenaline and redoubles her efforts to find a way out, only for it to stop again a minute later. She shakes her head when it does, but she keeps working her way forward.

By the second restart, she's unimpressed enough to lose some of her sense of urgency. She passes some time considering how shoddy the workmanship down here is until she makes her way far enough up the belt to see another victim caught in this trap with her, and she calls out.

The impending death is enough to make her skip past introductions and go straight to the point. It's slow and honestly not especially menacing impending death, but it's enough to put her in the mood to escape first and ask questions later.]
This thing isn't very well built, and it's probably gonna take a while to kill us, but we should still get out of here.

[There's a half second pause while her manners kick in, and then she adds:] I'm Asami.
echoistic: (13.)

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-02-02 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
[He'll just be backing away once he realizes that there is, in fact, a crazy saw right in front of his face. Watch where you hold that thing, Rapunzel??

He lets out a sheepish laugh when she asks how it works, though.]


Well... to be honest, it's not actually as cool as I'm making it—though it's still pretty damn cool, if you ask me, and I'm allowed to say that without being cocky 'cause I'm not the one who built it! But...

[He holds out his hand, away from Rapunzel, before shooting out a wire to a ledge in the distance. This time, he elects to have it visible, and so Rapunzel will see a thin line, gleaming in the light.]

Y'see?
feytality: I still can't think of anything better (:D!)

toast a bagel 3 weeks later

[personal profile] feytality 2016-02-12 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
From now on, make sure you smell minty fresh! And then no one will be able to throw you in the garbage. [Does she look like a girl who would know the difference between a robot and a cyborg]

Oh, oh, so you can fly?!

[She stopped listening after that...]
incendire: (for going through my mail)

...is that even advisable?!

[personal profile] incendire 2016-02-13 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ One could honestly hope that she was able to tell the difference between the two, okay? ]

I'm not certain that my odor would effect whether or not I would be placed into the garbage in a place like this and no. I cannot fly.

[ Please listen to the words that are coming out of my mouth?? ]