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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!

givesalittlewhistle: (pic#9720556)

[personal profile] givesalittlewhistle 2016-01-01 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Lost. But not afraid. Not yet.]

[Hikari glanced down at Tailmon, then back up again. She nearly opened her mouth to correct the older girl, except...if they were somehow back in the Real World, then it was better she keep up the pretense of Tailmon being a cat, right?]


Her name's Tailmon. [Offering her name surely couldn't hurt.] And mine's Hikari. Yagami Hikari.

It's a pleasure to meet you, and...thank you for helping us.

[With hints of a smile, she bowed her head down respectfully.]
unswerved: (pic#9832787)

[personal profile] unswerved 2016-01-01 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ SHE TOOK IT ANYWAY????? what a tsundere... so this is the type of kid he's dealing with. ]

You tell me! I've never been in this place before. [ if she can complain, then so can he. ] Can you log out?
cresthopes: (Peur)

Bonus, I sure am spamming your inbox aren't I?

[personal profile] cresthopes 2016-01-01 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Takeru really wasn't sure what was going on but he knew that this time? The ViViD was sure making a mess out of this place! As he continued to venture on into this trash wasteland, he knew he had to keep marching on. If there was someone out there who was just as lost as he was? Then he couldn't stand around and do nothing!

On top of that, they could be just as sick as he was! (Not that he was going to mention it but the other person came first!)

However, by the time he felt like he was ready to pass out? That's when he heard a familiar voice. Wait, it couldn't be...could it?]


...Tailmon? Is that you? [Takeru shouted before Patamon started to fly around in search for their familiar friend] Hey, where are you...?
madcuriosity: (I'm late I'm late!)

Phase IV

[personal profile] madcuriosity 2016-01-01 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Alice was about ready to gag. Worse than gag, she was going to be physically ill. She was going to go home and soak for an hour until she got the smell out of her nose.

She was walking with her handkerchief over her mouth, trying to not cry at the smell when she suddenly had to duck as an arm with a soda bottle suddenly swung her way.
]

Ah! Careful please!
timesout: (pic#9869077)

[personal profile] timesout 2016-01-01 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ She's just glaring at him, getting even more frustrated because she doesn't know what logging out means, but there's no way she's going to let that up. ]

...Can you?

[ Nice save. ]
givesalittlewhistle: (pic#9802699)

I don't know how my inbox will ever recover

[personal profile] givesalittlewhistle 2016-01-01 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
[The young digimon's ears perked up, and she turned towards the voice. That sounded like...]

Takeru!

[Even standing, she was quite small, but she still waved her bright yellow paws as high in the air as she could, until the young boy and/or his digimon companion could see her.]

Takeru! Over here! Quick!

It's Hikari. She...


[But Tailmon's voice trailed off as they grew closer, knowing they would soon enough see for themselves.]
unswerved: (pic#9552551)

[personal profile] unswerved 2016-01-01 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ a loud and flat: ] No.

'ch, what a pain.
tiarae: (Greetings)

[personal profile] tiarae 2016-01-01 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
Tailmon? I have a cat back home myself. Luna, only I haven't seen her around here yet.

[Still, if this girl has her cat, perhaps Luna might be around somewhere too, for all Usagi knows. It's hard to say. Regardless, her focus is still more on Hikari and the situation at hand.]

Hikari-chan then. I'm Usagi. Usagi Tsukino. Now, I can't promise, but I'll do what I can. I want to get back home too. Or, at least, out of this tip. So if we work together, we might manage!

[Sometimes she isn't. So great with kids. But that is probably just because Chibi Usa is so like her that she couldn't help getting frustrated at times. Not to mention her insecurities set on overdrive with how close Chibi Usa was with Mamoru. Still, she is trying, giving a reassuring smile before looking around. Trying to see if any particular direction has an obvious exit.]

Now, which way.....?
timesout: (pic#9869042)

[personal profile] timesout 2016-01-01 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. ]

Neither can I. [ She looks disappointed about that, even though she has no idea what it means. What if she really can? ]

...I'm Elle Mel Marta. [ She may have decided to stick with this guy for now, he seems good against these drones. ]
givesalittlewhistle: (pic#9720567)

[personal profile] givesalittlewhistle 2016-01-01 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
You...lost your cat?

[How sad. Hikari gave Tailmon that much tighter of a squeeze; the little digimon stirred for a moment, her whiskers twitching, but had yet to awaken.]

I don't...think I've seen her, but I can keep an eye out, if you're worried?

[Of course, judging from the way Usagi phrased it, there was also every chance that her Luna simply wasn't here. Still....]

[A glance behind her.]


Well...we came from back that way, and I didn't see anyone. If that helps at all?
hiyaku: (pic#9872960)

Neji Hyuga | Naruto

[personal profile] hiyaku 2016-01-01 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
Phase IV: The Dumpster of Abandoned Youth

[ Whoever is responsible for this needs to be horribly punished. This is an affront to all of the senses and then some (moreso than the landscape itself), and he doesn't care if he has to sever his own arm, he is not carrying this thing around.

It was supposed to be-- actually, he really doesn't remember what it was supposed to be anymore. Some memento of his late father's? Something that belonged to Neji himself? Something of Hinata's? Who knows... but the moment he had it, whatever genjutsu that was cast dissipated and he was left standing there, knee deep in trash, with a green thing clinging to his arm like something out of a nightmare. No amount of pulling or cutting at it with kunai will release it, and if he was anyone but himself, he'd be screaming and frantically struggling to remove it. Instead, after realizing that he can't rid himself of it through normal means, he's just holding his arm out in front of him as if trying to keep the jumpsuit as far from his person as he can.

Someone had sense enough to throw it away... and of course, it was just his luck to find it. It's not something he wants to be seen carrying, though, so his first course of action is to scan the immediate vicinity for any signs of life with the Byakugan.

And that's when he stiffens up slightly, carefully drawing his arm back and wrapping the offending garment around his hand before tucking it away. So what if he looks ridiculous? He's not getting caught with that if he can help it. ]


Can I help you?

[ Best to be quasi-friendly for now, even if the words are somewhat clipped and his tone says 'oh this is so not happening to me'.]



BONUS: Together Forever and Never to Part

[ Forget the jumpsuit, he's discovered something even worse. This is gross.

Waking is something that happens slowly, leaving him shaking his head to clear the fog and blinking away the haze of sleep. It's taken forever, but he's either finally gotten used to the acrid stench or his sense of smell has finally burned out and abandoned him -either way, it's only when it's overwhelmingly strong that it bothers him now, and as his vision clears, he's wrinkling his nose in disgust at what's hanging in front of him, tangled in his hair. Never mind that his clothes are stained, he's got who knows what smeared on his skin, and he probably reeks like a compost pile in the summer heat, but now he has someone's gum stuck in his hair and it's directly in his line of vision, the long strands a tangled mess coated in pink goo that falls right at the bridge of his nose.

No, this is beyond gross, and that's going to need cut out of his hair.

...except now that he's a little more awake than before but not quite enough to be rational, the feeling of being restrained begins to register, and a slight tilt of his head to get his hair out of his peripheral vision (but not enough to get that gooey mess tangled any further than it is, he doesn't want to cut off any more than he absolutely has to) reveals that not only is he bound by something that clearly isn't made from chakra because he can't use his own to get rid of it... but he's also not alone. Now if only he could move his head enough to see who it was without making things incredibly awkward, he'd be set. Well, this is peachy. His mood has already dropped considerably since finding himself in this place -excuse you, the Hyuga clan is not trash!- and waking up to find that he somehow managed to get gum in his hair, so that second person is in for a field day.

Maybe later when he's calm and able to think clearly, he'll apologize for any attitude, but that's later and this is now. ]
erranthero: (Surprise/Fear)

IV

[personal profile] erranthero 2016-01-01 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
[What in the Force?!

The welling sense of panic from across this...junkyard...draws Kerra to drop from her perch atop a nearby wall and head in that general direction. Her cloak flutters heavily as she falls, and her boots hit with a wet squelch as she lands in...]


Eughh, old diapers.

[Frantically kicking, the Jedi stumbles into view just as Usagi starts shouting at the soda can. A final flailing kick sends a clinging diaper sailing away and leaves her standing there fuming for a half second. The girl can't have missed that...

Way to go, Kerra. Daring rescue indeed]


Uh...hey. You okay?
unswerved: (048)

[personal profile] unswerved 2016-01-01 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ wow, she's friendly, after all! that perks yata up, and he responds with a thumbs up and an eager smile. ]

I'm Yata! [ like hell will you get his first name. isn't he cool???? ]
sayonaradumbass: (nice tits)

i

[personal profile] sayonaradumbass 2016-01-01 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
Why is it always the fuckin' boots first--

[firstly, Kaneda doesn't hear him. He's sitting on a pile of cardboard boxes with one boot upturned, rainwater doing nothing to help the squealch of...whatever it is in there. Toe jam. Who knows.

One look at this motherfucker (his coat, specifically, as much as it now smells), has him pausing.]


I imagine its to teach us some stupid lesson. Me, I'm gonna look for a tv tray. Course, if you're lookin' for some help...
specialization: (knowing.)

[personal profile] specialization 2016-01-01 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
[sentient garbage. could be worse. could make less sense. could be some form of trash dragon that guarded the goal point in the heart of its hoard.]

Then it's likely vulnerable to being crushed as well as being burned. That's assuming the rain doesn't cancel out the latter.

[which he prays only grows stronger to drown more of the scent which is probably going to end up paralyzing his sense of smell for a while.]

...Also, where you're standing, I wouldn't recommend moving to the right. It's likely going to give way.
condoner: (004)

[personal profile] condoner 2016-01-01 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh, she didn't even notice. she does walk to a better spot, clear of any mountains of trash.

much better! ]


I suppose, but video games work differently. Especially with bosses.

[ but she did say she supposes! so she isn't completely discounting what chrollo had said. ]

I'm Tsunemori. Would you like to form a party to get out of this level together?
specialization: (boss.)

[personal profile] specialization 2016-01-01 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
[now the games they were going to play had some sort of moral attached? he wonders if feigning that one got the point would end up being enough to end it. that, or the administrators would get tired and turn it off.

or there'd be a way to circumvent it entirely.]


Absolutely, if you're offering. It's my first time in this...ViViD.

[though he doesn't think it'll count for much, it's worth throwing out there to see if it can gain that millimeter of sympathy.]
specialization: (midnight.)

[personal profile] specialization 2016-01-01 08:34 am (UTC)(link)
I would indeed.

[and with a little more maneuvering and some hopping, Chrollo manages to get over to where she is, able to stand closer like a party member would, and not a complete stranger.]

I'm Chrollo. Nice to meet you, Tsunemori, and thanks for taking a new one onto your team.

[that part at least is genuine. it's a chance on her part to pick up a stranger to beat this game with, and by watching her, hopefully he can learn more about how ViViD is supposed to work.]
sayonaradumbass: (i wasnt listening)

[personal profile] sayonaradumbass 2016-01-01 08:48 am (UTC)(link)
Course I ain't gonna do it for free.

[...no sympathy, no manners. Just slouches back into his boot and gives the other male a once over.]

I dunno if there's anything in particular we're supposed to find, but maybe you can get some cash for cans. This is one stupid level.
timesout: (pic#9868988)

[personal profile] timesout 2016-01-01 08:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yata, you're only good for keeping her alive for now. They can be friends later down the road when she realizes she can't go home that easily, after crying and lashing out at all her CR in the worst way obviously. That day will come...

But not today. ]


...Just "Yata"? That sounds like one of Rollo's kitty pals.
condoner: (039)

[personal profile] condoner 2016-01-01 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
It's not a problem.

[ she nods her head as she looks up at him. boy, you sure are tall. but, that's enough niceties for now. she isn't about to let her guard down in front of someone whom she barely knows. and so, she takes command of the mission as she pulls out her gun. ]

Let's go.

[ off to some random direction. hopefully, they'll wind up finding an exit! ]
unswerved: (014)

[personal profile] unswerved 2016-01-01 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
Ggk! It's— [ WAY TO THROW HIM OFF. he isn't sure whether to lie, or tell the truth, now. it kind of feels bad to lie to a kid, but at the same time, his first name is so embarrassing that he would never, ever say it out loud. ]

It's just "Yata"!

[ what a blatant lie. ]
adornmental: (in the dead of night)

iii!

[personal profile] adornmental 2016-01-01 09:11 am (UTC)(link)
[The closest sign of life actually doesn't need much of a hand, because he's miraculously managed not to get himself buried in trash despite being slung around like a rubber band for the minute or so the incinerator was running. Finally, he's found a terrain that his heels can't conquer...

He can't conquer garbage piles in general though, this shit is rank and nasty and he's clearly Unhappy™. That's why he still takes Kondou's hand even though he could technically push himself up on his own - he's covered in trash and upset and probably a little smelly and LIFE IS SO HARD he just needs the reassurance that he's not so repellent that no one will help him, okay.]


Sure, but the exit's still up there. I mean - not that we don't have time to climb or anything. [A quick glance back at the glitching incinerator... He still doesn't trust that shit, though.]
findpeace: (sʟᴇᴇᴘʏ ≡ ɪғ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴇᴇ ɪᴛ)

Ninja Jesus | Naruto | OTA

[personal profile] findpeace 2016-01-01 09:16 am (UTC)(link)
phase ii - down the garbage chute

[The thing about traipsing around in garbage in sandals is that there's a very strong possibility that it's going to get inside his shoes. So if he uses a little chakra to walk on top of the rubbish piles, no one's probably going to complain (though the real miracle is that they don't have to hear Naruto complain loudly). That doesn't stop the drones from coming.

At first he doesn't know what the flying things are but the moment it started to reach for him - Naruto destroyed it. One after another and by the time one of them has successfully grabbed him there is an extremely large pile of busted drones in his wake. Anyone in the nearby vicinity will be able to hear him yelling.]


Put me down, you stupid thing!

[Anyone who can see him will be able to see him flailing around trying to smack the drone so that it drops him.

Well, it does drop him. Right down the chute for garbage. Down he goes with a shout but it's followed up by a squeal of the bottom of his shows against the metal side. About halfway down the chute, Naruto has managed to stop himself by bracing himself against the sides while reinforcing it with chakra.

Unfortunately it also means that should anyone else come down, they'll end up right on top of his lap.]


Oof! Watch it, will ya?

[Naruto's the one clogging up the chute.]

bonus phase - two-headed fox

[It feels as if it's been forever since he's seen someone in this place. Every minute that passes, it seems to drain him of energy - which is hard to do. He feels like crap and it just keeps getting worse. Maybe he's been poisoned (again) somehow because all Naruto wants to do is lay down somewhere and wait until dizziness passes. Or sleep it off.

Yeah, sleeping it off sounds nice.

That's the last thought he has before falling face-first into a pile of old, gross styrofoam containers for ramen. Naruto is slow to wake back up and the sensation of there being a body so close to his is so wrong that he elbows them in the side.]


Move over, wouldja?

[Nope, he's not totally conscious yet to realize their predicament.]
adornmental: (who wears long sleeves in summer)

ii lord

[personal profile] adornmental 2016-01-01 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
[WOW way to just shoot him in his Achilles tendon!! He knows he looks awful! That's why he's kind of skirting around on the outer edges of this dump, searching for a way out along the bottom part of the dome instead of trying to move toward the center and build a tower up to the chutes. He'd rather end up in the incinerator than be seen by a bunch of people in this state, okay...

Which is why he looks SUPER INSULTED for a second and then immediately fires back with:]


I guess you haven't been lucky enough to pass by a mirror lately, huh?

[REGINA NUMBER 2 REPORTING FOR DUTY.]