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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!

osuni: (shittalking pt 1)

who is the one threatening to murder here

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-02 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
["NOBLE SAMURAI" SURE]

I wasn't, but that's nice to know. [okuni's still a teenager okay, she'll be as annoying as possible!!! She may look dismissive, but she's quick to pick up on genuine murder instincts. It's just a little difficult to take Souji's word for it, since she's bound to him.]

Could you try to cut us out instead? [YOU CAN KILL HER AFTER. AFTER!!!!]
blazeit: (he smol)

[personal profile] blazeit 2016-01-02 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
Fine. Then no, I know approximately jack fucking shit about garbage handling in general, let alone how it works in... weird video games. Who the fuck even makes a level in a video game that's ultra-realistic dumpster diving, anyway?

[ He is getting away from the point, though, so let's... gently try and navigate back to the point. ]

Also what the hell is up with this garbage bag.
swordplays: (005)

[personal profile] swordplays 2016-01-02 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
Does Rollo not play video games? [Why this.]

All this, everything, it's a pretend game that we're playing right now. Once we're done, it'll be like we weren't even here... we won't even be dirty. It just requires logging out first.
corona: (‣ to feel unafraid)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-02 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sometimes the sensitivity that comes with having ~magical locks~ can be sort of a bummer. She's in the middle of another mumbled diatribe, heart pounding, stomach churning, nose burning with the onslaught of terrible smells, when she comes to a short stop and whirls around, covering nearly 360º on the way.

Several paces behind, across a field of discarded belonging and smelly refuse, is... something. Some figure. Someone. Her eyes narrow and her extremities go numb with adrenaline.

This is it. The moment her mother warned her about has arrived: someone is trying to make off with her hair. ]


HEY! [ she doesn't even move as she shouts this ] Back. Away. From the hair.
beaconed: (pic#8909778)

[personal profile] beaconed 2016-01-02 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not! I... I'm hungry, and thirsty... and... I'm talking to an illusion of you.

How do you even manage to look so good even in this place? I mean, I know it's my imagination, but even I'm gonna say this is ridiculous.
timesout: (pic#9869067)

[personal profile] timesout 2016-01-02 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
I don't even know you--

[ Well OKAY THE GIRL STILL HAS A POINT, but first she's going to have struggle a little, but once she does it enough the drone loses its grip on Elle and she does end up falling.

THIS IS THE WORST IDEA EVER, she thinks to herself as she plummets towards the other girl. Please catch her...!! ]
echoistic: (11.)

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-02 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Thankfully (and having expected something like this helps), Rhys is gifted with fast reflexes and barely having to depend on sight, his weakest sense, and so in the nick of time, he manages to roll out of the way!!

... Onto more trash. Ow. Opening his eyes, he gives her a sheepish grin. He also probably cut his face on something, but ah, well.]


C'mon, that was pretty mean of you, don'tcha think?
findpeace: (Default)

accidentally denting the chute so that they have no choice but to go down or break it

[personal profile] findpeace 2016-01-02 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Somehow, Naruto knows. It doesn't need words or signs for him to be able to pick up on it.]

There's already one here, we don't need any more.

[Though it would be just their luck if someone else did fall down on them. It would make getting out of here even more difficult because they'd be a pile of squirming limbs in a tight space while Naruto attempts to keep them from falling down. As is, he grunts as Sasuke attempts to situate himself.]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[Definitely pretending that IT NEVER HAPPENED, OKAY? Never ever. He doesn't care who remembers it or who heard about it from those who saw it. Right now they're the only two around and that means if they want to pretend that it didn't happen then it didn't happen.

A irritated huff as Sasuke finally seems to have situated himself.]


I've also got plenty of chakra left. It would be a lot easier if I just used it. [Because he knows exactly where that rope is and the idea of using it is not appealing. Who knows what will happen to Sasuke's clothes if they use it for climbing.]

I can make a bunch of clones and they can give us a boost out of here. [If Sasuke turns that down too, Naruto will just have to take things into his own hands. They're both ninjas - climbing vertical surfaces was something they learned years ago.]
corona: (‣ and i just might learn a thing)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-02 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Okay! [ The voice that comes out does not sound like her own: it's jagged, breathless, and a little monstrous itself. She's nodding, then, and wondering why she's so ready to accept this person's word as the truth. ] Okay. Yes! That's - good then. We can help each other.

[ Rapunzel raises her head, eyes drifting almost reluctantly away from the figure before her. In the distance is a burnt out building much taller than her home. She swallows down a surge of nausea and toys with a strand of hair. ]

Rabbit. Um. Okay! That's a great start. I, uh... I'm - Rapunzel. Why do you have– [ He's probably going to think she's terribly rude now, but she can only finish by gesturing wordlessly to his ears and face. ]
blazeit: (Default)

[personal profile] blazeit 2016-01-02 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, look on the bright side, they could've been in the compost heap. That would have made this less of a "trash went everywhere" situation and more of an "oh god everything's on fire" situation.

... That probably isn't much of a silver lining, though. Bakugou's still annoyed as heck, so his reply is... not incredibly mature. ]


What the hell do you mean what was that about?! I'm pissed because I just got tossed in the garbage, obviously!
corona: (‣ or two hundred about you)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-02 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ Rapunzel recognises three of the four things Usagi mentions; the last raises a flag of curiosity somewhere in the back of her mind, but she waves it off for now and, despite it driving a painful piece of something into the sole of her foot, settles back onto her heels. ]

Why? [ she semi-laughs ] Why not? I mean, yours... your hair does things too! ... Doesn't it?
wolfpuppy: there (But it always vanishes before I get)

[personal profile] wolfpuppy 2016-01-02 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Ryuuga lowers his free arm with a relieved huff. He's relieved that he's not alone, though someone else bring here isn't ... that reassuring at the same time. Still, cool sword bro.]

Yeah, I'm good. Haven't seen anyone else here so far.

[He steps closer, grimacing as he's stepping through the garbage. Granted he's probably stepped through worse, but it's still not fun.]

Any ideas on how we're getting out of here?

osuni: (i can't think of funny keywords bye)

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-02 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Okuni crouches down to look at him, more interested now that she's seen him in action!!! or rolling... but he managed to dodge! that tells her that he's not a wimp.]

But it worked! You don't look dead anymore. [even if he's bleeding..... okuni why]
findpeace: (Default)

phase 1 because this was clearly a match made in heaven.

[personal profile] findpeace 2016-01-02 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[One minute he's climbing through the piles of trash and the next there's some heading straight for him. Already Naruto has seen plenty of rats skittering about but he manages to catch a glance at the frog sliding down with the rest of the garbage.

He has to move fast if he doesn't want to be buried under the smell. So he leaps up and heads straight up the avalanche. In gigantic leaps and bounds, Naruto manages to make it up to where Keroro is. Without hesitation he reaches down to grab the frog by the front leg and continues up.

Up and up until he jumps from the top of the collapsing pile and then proceeds to stick to the side of a building as if he were a spider on the wall. Only then does he look down at the frog he saved.]


Yo, you okay?

[Not fazed at all by the talking animal, nope.]
heiroglyphs: (Default)

[personal profile] heiroglyphs 2016-01-02 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
Jaune, I know you're an absolute doofus, but even you should be able to tell when someone is real or not.

[She bends down next to him, and with the use of a small glyph, a pillar of ice about the width of Jaune's head bursts from the ground. Enjoy that cool air.]

As annoying as you can be, you're still my classmate, and I'm not about to let a representative of Beacon die of dehydration in a garbage dump.

[And she might actually care about you, but she won't admit that.]

So chip some off and drink up. I don't have any food, but we shouldn't be too far from civilization, right?
corona: (‣ and what if i'm a weeping willow)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-02 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ ASLKDJFN this small human being is still loads bigger than any colour-changing amphibiean!! Rapunzel's breath catches in her throat, and moving purely on instinct, manages to wrap a segment of hair around her fist while tossing the other towards a shattered brick wall.

The hair loops across the plaster insides and catches, creating an organic trampoline of sorts for Elle to fall into if she's lucky - gently, if she's luckier still. ]
dmails: (YELLS)

bonus..... may god help them both

[personal profile] dmails 2016-01-02 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Okabe, honestly, barely notices the wriggling in the bottom of the bag; he's more focused on how he's supposed to move around with his feet encased in a plastic sack. The sensation that he's not alone could well be the Organization CERES messing with his mind at this point, as could the sensation of movement around the legs. He's far too focused on realizing he's losing his balance--]

[That is, until he gets a frog foot blow to the crotch.]

[The proud mad scientist Hououin Kyouma screams and tumbles full onto the trashed-up ground, pain spiking through his groin and radiating outward. Keroro might get a face full of lab coat, or a foot in that big star on his chest, or both...!]

Souji Okita | Fate/ | OTA!

[personal profile] wheresmyhaori 2016-01-02 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
{ PHASE I : raining trash and rats }

[Gross. Souji's in her hakama and boots outfit right now, so isn't nearly as bad as it could be, but this is still gross. Souji didn't master walking and breathing and swordplay so she could carefully walk along the least trashy path of trash in a never-ending wasteland of trash. She shields her eyes from the rain with one hand, using the other to hold her sleeve out of the way, in the hopes of finding some indication that she's wrong and the trash does, in fact, end somewhere in the direction she's going.

But no, there's nothing but trash. And something below her that's making her instincts scream.

So she glances down, hand going to Kiyomitsu's hilt and--

Finds a rat. On her boot. She chokes back a scream. A rat. Her boot. Gross.

So she kicks said rat into the air with significantly more force than necessary.

And as she watches it fly, she sees it fly right at some poor person's face. She winces.]

Oh, jeez, I'm so sorry!

[She rushes right over.]


{ PHASE IV : i didn't order this }

[Everyone has at least one thing they'd go through hell or high water for. They'd brave the wilderness for it. They'd fight opponents they have no chance of beating for it.

They'd even dive into a giant mountain of trash for it. Kind of like how Souji just did.

What did she see that made her do something so ridiculous?]

Yasusada, GOTTEN!

[Souji bursts out of the trash, arm raised triumphantly above her head, hair sticky with something (egg yolk?), face smeared with something else (some kind of sauce?). The insides of her boots are all squishy, and she's been in the trash so long that she can't actually smell it anymore. But it's okay because in her hand is her beloved sword, the one that she wasn't summoned with, Yamatonokami Yasusada!

She glances up, smiling.

...

That is not her sword. It is, in fact, a plastic swordfish. Approximately life-sized.

She lowers her arm, eyes slightly dead and finally notices that someone has been standing there the entire time. She freezes.]


{ BONUS : this is more hijikata-san's thing }

[As a young lady with no real interest in love, Souji would like to say this: Being this close to another person is really, really uncomfortable. Furthermore, she needs both hands for her katana, so excuse her, bag companion, but she is just going to wiggle her arm out of her neck hole and... She elbows the poor person in the ribs.]

Sorry! I just have to...

[It turns out that Souji's elbows are relatively sharp. And the bag is on pretty tight. The more she wiggles, the more she elbows her partner in the ribs. Which is terrible. She feels bad. But having both hands free is the priority here. Sorry, bag companion.]
Edited 2016-01-02 06:06 (UTC)
meouch: (pic#9876283)

[personal profile] meouch 2016-01-02 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ blinking at that. wired into him? that doesn't sound very good. the second part of her speaking makes things click a little more, however (if he's in a game, that kind of talking makes sense), and he blinks once more before— ]

So this is some kind of game, then? Talk about an unfair disadvantage.

[ and this is where he'd say "they probably thought i needed it hah! hah!" but he's too busy trying to tug the thing off his hand again. with a foot settling on the tire to shove it down, he starts to pull. all while talking, of course. ]

Not— [ tug ] —that it's too much— [ another tug ] —of a problem!

[ a huff. ... no, definitely a problem, but he's going to shrug off all of that and grin about the entire thing regardless. no problem. no problem. ]

Now, what do we do to beat the level?
timesout: made by  <user name="laenavesse"> (pic#8309798)

[personal profile] timesout 2016-01-02 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
You mean like a scary dream? ...Are you a pretend person, too?
swordplays: (092)

[personal profile] swordplays 2016-01-02 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
A scary dream. That's... not a bad way of thinking about it. [He pauses.] I'm real, though. I'll also 'wake up' when this is done.
specialization: (settle.)

[personal profile] specialization 2016-01-02 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
[not on his life, frankly.]

People do tend to be attached to the clothes on their back. Especially when it could get colder any minute now.

[if this is a game, then if he needs to take drastic measures...well, it won't really kill someone, will it? idle thoughts while remaining relaxed and at ease, as if he actually isn't prepping for the stranger to try and take it from him.]
stillinbloom: (Little hands can't manhandle. No.)

i dont have a shocked enough expression for this gdi

[personal profile] stillinbloom 2016-01-02 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
It's not a joke! [Kaoru looks aggravated, huffing slightly.] I--we--take it really seriously, you know!?

[She doesn't stomp her foot, but she looks like she was about to; she's the youngest, she knows that, but that doesn't mean she gets to act it. Especially not now! This was serious!!

But her expression falls to confusion at his next comment. "He's probably the wrong one"? He?
]

I'm... Wait, who's the Hijikata-san you're talking about? I didn't think Hiji-- Eh, [That might get confusing, time to switch gears a little] Toshie-san had any siblings? Unless...

[Wait. Wait a second. A male hijikata? Kaoru's eyes go huge.] Her dad is here?! Toshizou Hijikata-san!?
debossy: (16 pounds of mad bitchslappin')

OH MY GOD KERORO. bonus ftw

[personal profile] debossy 2016-01-02 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Or maybe you are the same size. Lucky for them, Sakuya actually is just about the same size as Keroro . . .

But that's where their luck ends. Sakuya, in particular, is feeling especially unlucky right about now. Not only has he been dumped in a garbage bag, which is a thing he does to other people, thank you very much! it's not supposed to happen to him!!—but he isn't even alone to nurse his wounded pride in peace. Or have any peace whatsoever, with the way whatever is in the bag with him is carrying on!

On the other wing, it clearly isn't a human, and that's of some interest. Hmm.

But it's too dark for Sakuya to make out exactly what he's dealing with here. After a few moments of struggle, he whaps out at his hapless bagmate with his wing, trying to calm it, him, whatever, down. That's how you call people down, right? With violence?]


Would you stop that racket this instant?! Do not move! I cannot concentrate with you fussing about like that, you idiot!
timesout: (pic#9868984)

[personal profile] timesout 2016-01-02 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
Wahhh!! I'm--

I'm bouncing.

[ Hey, this is kind of fun. She's never been on a trampoline... more importantly, she's never seen hair this long, HOLY COW. ]