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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!

notsosolo: (Default)

[personal profile] notsosolo 2016-01-05 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
That depends on what's about to pop out of this pile.

[It'll probably make him miss the thing in the garbage mashers.]
osuni: (HEYA)

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-05 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
[yEAH BUT DO BALLOONS HAVE THIS MUCH HAIR!! Okuni is fully prepared to walk in step with him, but it's hard... to do that while GARBAGE BAGGED and also when it's with a total stranger and not with someone she's spent her entire life with aka baren... ugh]

[so she stumbles, and then gets mad that she stumbled, and takes it out on Souji by trying to stomp on his foot]

It's so hard to get decent footing down here...!
sayonaradumbass: (Default)

[personal profile] sayonaradumbass 2016-01-05 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
Course I'm special, I'm the leader of the Capsules! But they sent us here just to fuck around, probably.
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[personal profile] beaconed 2016-01-05 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ At least one of them is keeping their eyes open, as Jaune flinches the moment his weapon makes impact with the target. It's not the most perfect hit, but she still did a whole lot better than him, WHICH IS CRUSHING HIS EGO. ]

W-Whoa........ I-- that was a lucky get! Wow. G-Good job, hahah! You're-- well done! Really! I... I'll take my sword back now...!
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[personal profile] snowyoni 2016-01-05 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a moment of surprise that passes over Yukina's features. She had assumed the man to be a human through necessity for secrecy. His display dispels that thought and for a moment she wonders what he must be then. Demons couldn't transform parts of their bodies, could they?

He's come all this way with her though, hand in hand for a good deal of it. He had been gentle in that time and she can't really feel the urge to be frightened or guarded against him now.

She nods a bit, then moves to the other side of the chute. If he's going to put in his best effort then Yukina is loathe not to do the same.]


I'm sure we can if we both try.

[She's not as strong as a male demon might be but compared to a human, she had quite a bit of strength and grip to her at least. The chute isn't clogged shut even if it really isn't meant to open from the inside like this.]
notsosolo: (Default)

Couldn't resist

[personal profile] notsosolo 2016-01-05 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Han has, oddly enough, become rather accustomed to those stares. Just... usually because someone thinks he's a fictional character. That happens with disturbing frequency.

So he manages a lot of patience for weird stares.]


You okay, kid?
osuni: (fan: the trope)

a pure flower whose roots reach ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE HELL OF TRAGIC CANONS

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-05 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
[TAKE A RISK, KASHUU!!! he truly is a good sword... he doesn't deserve the terrible kumou. It doesn't take her long to decide, nodding decisively.]

It's better if I carry you. I put in a lot of traps while making that hill. [and it'd be a pain to tell other people about them, apparently... why did she put in traps]
damfool: ([ certainity ])

[personal profile] damfool 2016-01-05 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
Sure we can, Atsurin! [ lightly pats the other boy's shoulder. 'chin up!' the gesture seems to say. ] I've climbed a lot of fences and trees back in the day.

[ After saying something that sounds vaguely criminal, Saburo also starts his climb. True to his word, he moves with practiced leisure despite the extra luggage, gracefully(?) climbing the side of the next car. Like a giant monkey. ]

Well. [ He peeks down from a car in a higher place, continuing their conversation. ] If you watch my back, I will watch yours. Two pairs of eyes are better than one, right?
adornmental: (incredible)

i cant believe u made me read these lies with my own two eyes

[personal profile] adornmental 2016-01-05 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Where is his good Kumou to balance out this punkass one, honestly??]

...Traps? [THE LOOK ON HIS FACE SAYS "WHY" but then he just looks tired.] No, no - any answer is just gonna give me a headache. I'll leave it to you from here, okay?

[And then in the ULTIMATE DISPLAY OF TRUST, he'll slide his vessel from his side and hold it out for Okuni to take.]
chirpchirp: (Fly)

i work in a japanese school, we're on winter break now so i'm futzing around at work

[personal profile] chirpchirp 2016-01-05 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Buddy...your scarf is broken.

While Ichimatsu probably has a less than graceful landing in the sewer below, the traveler is going to be floating down like a feather. It flaps a few times to reposition itself and then lands neatly in the muck, leaving two lines where its feet dragged in the sludge before coming to a stop.

It stares down at its feet for a moment, curious about the greenish gray slime. It lifts one foot after the other, testing the consistency and the feel of this new terrain.

And then it starts splashing around in it. Fun? FUN!
]

♪♪ ♪♪♪!

[It hopes you're having fun, too, new buddy.]
heiroglyphs: (Default)

[personal profile] heiroglyphs 2016-01-05 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
I think if I can reach my rapier, I can cut us loose. Do you feel it in the bag anywhere?
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[personal profile] carcinoma 2016-01-05 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ lop's notably quick to withdraw his hand as soon as he's able to, giving atsushi a slightly nervous glance; he knows fair well that most people, rabbit or not, don't like touching him any more than necessary. and while he certainly doesn't begrudge atsushi for that earlier moment of gawking, lop can't help but silently make a note of it. ]

I have to admit I couldn't quite think straight for a moment, out of shock -- but I guess wasting too much time that way would have been dangerous.

[ he gives atsushi a weak smile before looking out towards where he imagines the exit is. ]

Maybe that way? [ his ears flick as he tries to listen for sounds of the outside, but it's all drowned out by the slow creak and grumble of the incinerator. ]
corona: (‣ looking at the vultures)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-05 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ She herself is too stunned to do much other than comply, nod vacantly and repetitively, and slowly, slowly grin. As the weapon (she wonders if he's named it) leaves her hands, lightness and adrenaline flood through in its place. ]

Here's your sword. Thank you, Jaune... You really think I'm - that I did well? I did try to keep my promise.
corona: (‣ or two hundred about you)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-05 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
I - don't know! [ wiggling to both sides ] What's your rapier feel like?
heiroglyphs: (Default)

[personal profile] heiroglyphs 2016-01-05 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
A long sharp sword.
quipper: ᴀʀᴛ ▴ ʜɪʟᴀʀʏ ʙᴀʀᴛᴀ (FOCUS.)

[personal profile] quipper 2016-01-05 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ he asks, and her first instinct is to laugh. batman requesting information from her, seriously? as if she's the bold and the broody with years of experience -- oh, and eyes everywhere. bruce doesn't tend to ask her broad questions like that unless he's testing her. maybe training her, on their good days. at least that's how it was. back when they interacted on a regular basis. pre-firing.

pre-dying. on both their parts.

suppressing her suspicious instincts, she halts her response. that was the old steph and the older bruce. now, in this trash compacter, she knows she has come so far. thinks that he agrees, at least partly. that he allows himself to like her openly, instead of genuinely distrusting her or pushing her away.

and that she'll be fine if he doesn't like her, anyway. ]


[ after a pause, her tone shifts slightly, more steady than before. a shade less jovial. ] Did you hear that voice earlier? Calling this a "level," like in a video game? [ the clarification because she's honestly not sure if he ever played video games (simulations don't count). she speaks with minimal room for a reply, assuming he noticed. he always notices. ] I think we've gone full on Matrix and been dragged into the digital world by one of the usual suspects. Maybe the Calculator didn't stay dead, or the Electrocutioner branched out. Computer science is where the jobs are at, after all.

[ ha ha ha said the undeclared major who kind of enjoys psychology but mostly wishes she was fighting crime ]
Edited 2016-01-05 06:10 (UTC)
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[personal profile] unswerved 2016-01-05 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh. fuck.

the one time yata didn't want to start a fight, HE STARTS A FIGHT. he immediately winces when he realises what he's done, and he scratches the back of his head as he laughs out loud. this chihuahua, seriously. ]


Aha... AHA HA HA! I didn't mean it, Shit Do—Black Dog!

[ nice save. ]
damfool: ([ craving katsudon ])

the touching story about people who sniff other people

[personal profile] damfool 2016-01-05 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Minatsuki's threats does little to faze him. He handles a Yakuza on regular basis, so things like sneers and knuckles won't usually work on him. He will give her a wide-eyed look though. ]

Wait, I was sniffing you? I don't have that kind of fetish. [ He won't deny he has fetishes, but they're really vanilla in his opinion, thank you very much. The problem is why would she think he goes around sniffing girls in his sleep? He was just dreaming that he was lazing around on Kichou's lap and then a sudden stench ... ]

Ooh. Yeah, yeah. That must be what you're talking about. It's nothing titillating like that. The trash around us just smelled disgusting, y'know? [ waves a hand underneath the bag. ] I am sorry about sniffing you though.

[ It doesn't explain why she was sniffing HIM, but maybe it's an eye for an eye type of situation? ]

Putting the sniffing thing aside, you wouldn't happen to know why we're stuck in a trash bag together?

[ Are they stuck in a horrible Internet meme? ]
osuni: (i can't think of funny keywords bye)

it's like the reverse emperor's clothes... only impure people can read them

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-05 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
[THERE ARE THREE... forever beyond kashuu's reach atm]

Okay! [kashuu already knows how to deal with Okuni.... looking tired and not asking any questions... Okuni will graciously accept Kashuu's vessel because Kashuu decided to trust her anyway and she should be touched, but instead she's like 'oooh pretty'... But she's holding it properly with both hands instead of sticking it under her obi and forgetting about it!!]

[She looks back at Kashuu because what is he going to do now... disappear??]
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[personal profile] carcinoma 2016-01-05 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ lop had been quick to grab at her arm, but he's even quicker to let go and throw himself back two, three steps when something begins slashing at the debris around them. he might look sickly, but his reflexes are still inhumanly sharp; by the time minatsuki acknowledges his words, lop's already crouched out of arm's reach, halfway hidden behind a gutted washing machine, wide-eyed and alert as he stares at her ... tentacles?

he can't quite make out what it is, but there's something stringy and red extending from her hair, wavering in the air like a ribbon underwater, and lop flinches sharply the moment it drifts even the slightest bit closer to him. ]


... you -- what is ... [ 'what is that,' is what the terrified part of him desperately wants to ask. but at the same time, he's snapped out of one type of panic into another, and realized how badly he could have hurt this girl by running into her. lop hesitates for a moment longer before swallowing nervously; his eyes are still following the whip wing's movements, his posture ready to bolt at a moment's notice, but at least he manages a coherent sentence this time: ] -- I'm sorry. I should have watched where I was going.

[ okay. he's apologized. that's one thing out of the way. he needs to stay calm and think straight, and keep handling matters one at a time. he can't panic. he forces a slow inhale and exhale, and fights back a twitch the next time the whip wing wavers in his direction. ]

... heights? [ one ear flicks back in confusion. ] Are -- you planning on doing something?
corona: (‣ CAUGHT!)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-05 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ and immediately stops ]

That would have been useful to know.

[ Stretching her fingers a few inches farther, luckily, yields a result. Hopefully it's the right one. ] Yeah! Weiss, yes, I - I think I feel it.
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[personal profile] beaconed 2016-01-05 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah! If we got you a lighter sword thing, you could probably even do better. [ What the hell is he talking about? He's so not a weapons expert, but it seems too late to drop the facade now. She must never know what a loser he is!! Not when Rapunzel is so cool! ]

You mean the promise about making the most of this? Or was it the one when you said you wouldn't hit me again? Or was it... what was the other one-- man, I'm losing track here! [ Taking care of herself. He remembers. ]
adornmental: (overturned leaves)

what does that say about u who typed them then!!

[personal profile] adornmental 2016-01-05 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
[He's tired...

He's tired and he'll continue to be tired but at least he knows how to handle Okuni! Kind of... Close enough for now, honestly. Anyway, after making sure that she isn't about to drop him in a pile of gunk or stuff him under her obi or chuck him like a javelin directly into the wall, he'll... disappear, yep. THAT'S IT. Without any fuss or fanfare, he's just gone, like he'd never been there at all.]
madcuriosity: (How do you do!)

[personal profile] madcuriosity 2016-01-05 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
Alice Liddell! [She curtsied to Rapunzel, the seven year old smiling up and trying to remain calm under the circumstance.]

What's yours, miss?
heiroglyphs: (pic#)

[personal profile] heiroglyphs 2016-01-05 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[If there is more than one sword in this bag, they have bigger things to worry about.]

I didn't think I had to tell you what a rapier was!

[But success!]

Alright, now carefully take it by the handle and pass it over to me. Don't touch the trigger near the hand guard.