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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!

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kaneki ken || tokyo ghoul

[personal profile] anthropophagite 2016-01-01 01:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ PHASE I ]

[ Why is this happening?

Kaneki opens his eyes and all he can see is trash. Sure, some would ask what this has to do with recycling, but Kaneki's questions border the "why this, why these things" rather than thinking about recycling. The smell reminds him of human food, and he doesn't want to think about it too much, because it also crosses his mind that he might vomit just from that.

Why is life so hard, people ask? He would like to know, too.

And so he gets up, trying to see anything or anyone beyond the endless piles of trash and even that rat causes him to flinch. How pathehtic, Ken. Don't be scared over such a small mammal that can't harm you in any way.he is about to take a step, when suddenly the plastic bag under his feet causes him to just... fall flat on his face. Against the garbage.

He quickly rises his head, coughing because why and suddenly there is rain too.

kaneki would like to leave and end this now, please. ]


[ PHASE IV ]

[ This whole trip has been awful. Kaneki is soaking wet from the rain, he has been kidnapped by drones who tried to send him to the Garbage chute (they actually managed it) and he had to climb piles of trash, make trash leaders to try gettin to the top again. But he never reached the top and instead they tried to send him to the incenerator??? This is the worst of adventures, who decided on this?

he is pretty sure he is lost, too. In truth, kaneki isn't even sure where he is supposed to go. But he is dumpster-diving indeed and suddenly he spots something....? Is that... his mask? He doesn't particularly need it, but something tells him that he sure does and he has to go get it or he shall face the consequences, which aren't good. Pain never us.

His hand is quick to reach for it, but once he realizes it's nothing but an old leather jacket (it's not even real leather) he tries to throw it to the side... only to find out he can't.


??????

Again he shakes his hand, but it's glue, oh god, what did he do to deserve this? Whoever is passing by or listening in, might notice a guy trying to shake off the thorn jacket in his hand, while he groans with frustration ]


[ BONUS ]

[ When will it end?! Kaneki passed out, he remembers that much, but waking up besides a total stranger, being this close to them?! He gasps, something that sounds like a Mickey Mouse squeak, and quickly he tries to push himself away but he can't ]

W-what- I'm sorry, I don't-!

[ careful there, he might make you fall because he is definitively losing his balance ]
timesout: (pic#9869000)

[personal profile] timesout 2016-01-01 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)

"Meeeow!"

Over there!

[ Elle points to a bucket at the very top of the trash pile, in which Rollo seems to be helplessly stuck in. When she starts running up the mountain of garbage, however, she slips and falls flat on her face. Ow.

Yata now gets to play the Xillia 2 protag and is presented with a choice:

> Go help Rollo.
> Check on Elle.


There's no right or wrong answer, but it may affect some affinity points... ]
rightfully: (pic#7915157)

ii

[personal profile] rightfully 2016-01-01 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The chortling stops Lucina in her path. Even her foot, halfway between one step and the next, stills; her heel hovers for a moment before finding firm ground. It's habit, born of suspicion, born of years of peril, that has the heel of her hand seek out the hilt of her sword. Fingers flexing, thus assured, she looks around.

And then, well - it's true, but the comment sits oddly regardless. Who would look good, after climbing out of a middens heap?

Lucina's shoulders settle, as if she's made a decision not to consider Okuni a threat. And then, almost sheepish, she makes a few discreet gestures to adjust her hair. :(

Eyes finally going up, she nods to the other woman. ]


I suppose it's to be expected, after all this.

[ She's only taking it a little personally. ]

Are you well, miss? Do you need assistance getting down?
timesout: made by  <user name="laenavesse"> (tsun)

[personal profile] timesout 2016-01-01 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
H-huh... [ Oh. So he wasn't going to use the knife on her. Now she's both relieved and embarrassed, right before getting flustered all over again because this meanie also said "we", which means he probably doesn't think she's an entirely useless kid.

But she actually is. What the heck is she supposed to do about this?!? ]


Have you ever heard of sharpening your knives, New Glasses Guy? [ Ludger could have totally done this. Even the REAL Glasses Guy would have had effective blades for this! ] Also quit shaking us!! And walk somewhere, okay? We're wasting time!
unswerved: (pic#9553701)

[personal profile] unswerved 2016-01-01 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ OF COURSE HE IS GOING TO HELP THE POOR LITTLE GIRL. SCREW THE CAT. by which i mean he runs to elle and helps her up with his free hand. ]

You gotta be more careful.

[ and that's all he says before he starts jumping on the trash before them and climbing the mountain to get rollo. stay there, little girl! ]
adornmental: (uno hell)

NO....

[personal profile] adornmental 2016-01-01 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[HE'S NOT SUSPICIOUS, SHE'S SUSPICIOUS. Literally Kashuu right now.

Anyway, his life can't be easy, so of course she manages to grab his arm! And of course he sees the swords at her side when he turns around to tell her "yes, I'm sure"! Of course he'd run into the Okita (though admittedly, it's more surprising to see one of those swords than the other). He can feel himself aging like an extra 1000 years okay, this is awful... But it also makes up his mind for him; there's probably not a point in trying to skirt away from this. Especially since he's still wearing his own vessel at his hip and all.]


—You're probably not gonna find 'em. Not those ones, anyway. Can you like, let go now?

[HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE THE ONE TO EXPLAIN, HE ALWAYS IS.]
adornmental: (im 500 mom thats practically an adult)

they sure do climb the mountain fast...

[personal profile] adornmental 2016-01-01 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not doing anything but trying to get out!

[The tone he says that with somehow manages to imply "AT LEAST I'M THE ONE DOING SOMETHING USEFUL", even though he's... he's technically not. Because he doesn't have enough room to try. The intent is still there though, and clearly that's what matters!?]

Just stop flailing around for a second, okay?! I don't have any more answers than you do but you're making this super hard!

[WHAT IF THEY GO ROLLING DOWN INTO ANOTHER PILE OF GARBAGE. He'll never forgive her!!]
bewrightback: (linefacing in the rain)

Phase I

[personal profile] bewrightback 2016-01-01 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Another voice answers her, as he climbs his way out of some garbage nearby, flatly but with a weak laugh.]

No fair. I wanted to use that one!
niceguypose: (concerned)

Phase I

[personal profile] niceguypose 2016-01-01 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rock Lee was wandering through the garbagey area himself when he heard an unfamiliar voice mentioning names that were familiar to him. He follows the voice until he finds the girl looking as downcast as the virtual sky above them. The bowlcutted boy in green steps several feet away with a frown.]

Miss! Are... are you alright? Do you require assistance?!
niceguypose: (ready to fight)

Phase I

[personal profile] niceguypose 2016-01-01 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rock Lee stumbles out of some nearby garbage and assumes a fighting position.]

Sir! Please tell me... Are we supposed to be opponents?!
niceguypose: (intense)

Bonus

[personal profile] niceguypose 2016-01-01 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rock Lee blinks back to consciousness slowly as he hears a familiar voice complaining loudly, and a familiar elbow jamming into his side. He speaks softly in surprise at first as it comes to him.]

N... Naruto-kun?

[Then his eyes snap open fully and alertly as he turns his head to see that is certainly Naruto. He doesn't pay any mind to their binding at first, tears welling up in his eyes.]

Naruto-kun!!

[He whimpers again and... then tries to punch him in the chest with an intense battle cry.]

Are you real?!
antecede: (↺ pirate impressions)

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-01 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[they're better than womp rats, at least; smaller and less aggressive, less likely to take a bite out of you. he'll take normal rats over tatooine's natural wildlife (or wampas, for that matter) any day.

he nods when haru gestures, moving to follow and carefully making his way around all the garbage. it makes sense not to stay in one place too long in a bizarre sim like this, and he's completely on board with finding a way out. there's no graceful way to pick your way through a trash heap, but he seems to do okay. no major falls or slips, anyway.]


Great. [dry. don't like to meet with the people they've brought here, while inflicting strange dangerous things on them...] I can't say I think too much of them. Did they ever tell you their names?
tyrantrave: (A prophecy dark and foreboding)

Sol Badguy | Guilty Gear

[personal profile] tyrantrave 2016-01-01 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
phase i.
[What is this bullshit.

No, seriously, what the hell is up with all this. Sol's eyes snap open as he immediately sits up and recoils from the smell, growling and grumbling all the while. He regards the talking pile of garbage with a glare fit enough to drop a Behemoth-class Gear while it delivers its little flavortext-spiel. Bad enough he's sitting in literal garbage, he doesn't need a lecture -

Wait a minute.]


Level ...?!

[Granted, it's been a very long time (nearly a hundred years, give or take a couple decades) since he's heard that specific context. Considering that magic had overtaken technology for the most part (mostly out of fear for something or another making things worse, it's complicated and he really doesn't feel like getting into details. Lazy assholes ftw.]

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

[His brows furrow before he starts reaching around, rummaging through the trash piles around him before -

Aha!

Before he pulls out what probably looks to most people to be an oversized Zippo with a cutting edge. He gets to his feet, rolling his eyes as the talking pile of garbage seems to continue on -

And slams the weapoin into ... what he could only assume was actual solid ground beneath his feet, causing a stream of fire to erupt and setting the talking pile of trash to burn.

Clearly he's more of a fan of immolation.

Sol then starts off, glancing up as the first few drops of rain start hitting his face. The rain would offset the fire a bit, but it would also make the stench of the garbage worse. Not exactly what he was hoping would happen.]


phase ii-a.
[After a bit of wandering, the sound of something that was flying through the sky-]

Shit.

[Yeah, he's familiar with what a drone is, so this doesn't come as a complete shock, but still. Sol grits his teeth and starts to set up what can only be assumed to be countermeasures, though that mostly consists of blasting drones out of the sky with more streams of fire or the occasional flaming uppercut.

(what a scrub - can't even cancel them into each other properly)

Eventually, however, one manages to sneak past the barrage of fire and explosions (well, more like grab him in mid-air during a Volcanic Viper), though it does have trouble of holding on at first, and gets punched several times for its troubles.

Just when it seems that he's about to break free, though - another swoops in for the assist.]


Piece of shit robots - get off!

[This might take a while.]

phase ii-b.
[Y'know, at least there's some small victories that can be taken away from all this. Sure, Sol had eventually been grabbed by a drone, but judging from the pile of scrap metal that had accumulated on the ground and an overpowering small of burnt circuits and wires, at least he didn't go down without a fight?

It's then that the drone lets go -

Right into the Recycling chute. He's not sure what to make of that.

There's an unceremonious thud as he sticks his weapon into the chute on the way down, followed by a loud screech as metal scrapes against metal, using the thing as a brake.

And now he's stuck about midway down the chute.]


Fucking fantastic.

[Granted, that it's not garbage or compost, at least, but it's still a colossal pain in the ass and if someone else ended up going down this particular chute ...

That might not end well.]


bonus.
[Sol's never been much of a social creature, and honestly he was usually okay with not being around people. didn't help that most that he was around were loud, obnoxious, and annoying.

And those were the ones he liked (not that he'd admit it).

So this dizzying, itching feeling, this yearning for someone else's company through this wasteland was nothing short of baffling.

In true Sol style, when things start to get dark, he's cursing under his breath before falling face-first into the nearest pile of garbage.

Classy.

When he wakes up, though - he can hardly move. Apologies to the poor soul stuck with him - you're attached to a 6' long-haired asshole who's built like a brick shithouse - though at least he's naturally warm because fire magic affinity?

Now noticing that he's not exactly alone in this predicament, he glares over his shoulder at them before he speaks:]


Hey - what the hell is going on here?

[This whole "getting along" thing might take a while.]

wildcard.
[figured something else out you want to do? feel free to drop it in!]
Edited 2016-01-01 16:26 (UTC)
stillinbloom: (Little hands can't manhandle. No.)

i made the most ugly laughing noise at that video omfg

[personal profile] stillinbloom 2016-01-01 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Not... those ones? Eh?

[WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN??? But she lets go of him, more out of confusion than actually complying with his wishes.

She stands there for a moment, wracking her brain for an explanation before remembering that handy-dandy powerpoint presentation she'd gotten handed upon her arrival. She smacks her fist into the palm of her other hand and brightens
] Oh! That alternate dimension stuff, right?

[Kaoru laughs brightly.] I wasn't really paying attention, I didn't understand it all, but... I remember that part!
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Yukina Suzumori | Demons' Bond

[personal profile] snowyoni 2016-01-01 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
PHASE III
[Yukina had put up an admirably fight when it came to being sorted. Her hawk companion Gin-o had managed to avoid capture himself in the end but Yukina hadn't had the same sort of luck. She struggled against it's grasp, attempting to pour all the strength she had into wrenching herself loose. It may have worked, even if it meant another metal creature would pick up where it's companion left off, if the thing hadn't seemed to be eager to be rid of her. It was pretty speedy in pronouncing her as "GARBAGE" though and sending her on her way.

The landing was once again in a mound of trash. That barely mattered though because moments later the ground rumbled and began to move once more. The scent of trash was becoming mingled with something... hotter.

Yukina went wide-eyed with the realization. She acted quickly, reaching for whomever was closest with the voice of firm, heavy insistence.]


We can't be pulled in.

[Her conviction was as firm as her grip wherever it may have landed. For a woman of her size she was surprisingly strong, it seemed. Thankfully she only got so far with pulling whoever she had reached for along with her because the ground below suddenly comes to an abrupt halt, leading to her abrupt halt as well.

And then it started again.

And then it stopped again.

And in the end Yukina looked back toward the fire, confused. Was it going to drag them in or...? Her shoulders sag a moment, expression bewildered.]


I... was expecting something else.

PHASE IV
Excuse me.

[Her voice is sheepish to say the least. Once someone does turn, she'll pull her left hand from under her cloak. Stuck to her palm like velcro is a brilliantly neon-colored squirt gun. Given how large it is, it's a deluxe sort of squirt gun at that.

Her cheeks color a little more.]


How does one... undo this?

[She's not quite sure what she means by 'this' other than, well, having something stuck fast to her. She hasn't a clue honestly what the object itself is. It clearly seems to be making her uncomfortable either way.]

WILDCARD
[Hit me up with anything I've missed.]
Edited 2016-01-01 17:25 (UTC)
antecede: (↺ BUT ISN'T THIS AN OVERREACTION??)

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-01 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[when the whole incinerator shakes, he takes a step backwards to steady himself and turns his lightsaber towards it for a moment. if the complex chooses now to start working, he's not going to have a lot of time to stop it and get them out safely.

but in true CERES form, the incinerator just stutters again and continues not to work right. once he's sure they're not about to get dropped into that, he turns back to the girl in front of him.]


This? It's a lightsaber. [it's a pretty old-fashioned weapon even in his world, so it's not too surprising she doesn't recognize it.] I can use it to help us get out of here.
antecede: (↺ not a wise moment)

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-01 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[he's got a lot of scientific questions, honestly. what system is this planet in, what sort of planet is it, where are the nearest hangars and please tell him there are snub fighters he can borrow? some help calculating hyperspace coordinates to get closer to anywhere he knows wouldn't go amiss either. he can't blame her for being annoyed at all the garbage. it's almost enough to make him long for the good old days of dagobah.]

You think they might be somewhere else?
swordplays: (034)

[personal profile] swordplays 2016-01-01 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[To be fair, he's pretty sure that she is entirely useless, but he's reserving judgment until he can see if that's totally true. The nickname is really, really not helping, though.] Of course they're sharp, I wouldn't carry dull ones. It's the game, not my knives.

[Pointing out that being stuck on this level is itself a huge waste of time would be pointless, so he's scoffing at how bossy she is... but he is scanning the area to see if there's anywhere even worthwhile to check out. There's nothing, but standing here isn't doing them any good, so he's hefting her weight-- not to make her more comfortable, which would only be a side benefit for her, but because he doesn't want to lug around a bunch of dead weight himself. For now he just picks a direction and begins walking like he knows what he's doing.]

... Your name. [Sure, that's a polite way to ask who she is, why not.]
lackoftrust: sυsαηηε sυη∂ғøя, ωнιтε ғσxεs (and never disturb me again)

Izumo Kamiki | Blue Exorcist

[personal profile] lackoftrust 2016-01-01 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
PHASE I

I SAID GET OFF OF ME.

[With a squeal, a rat is launched into the air. And in the next second a woman bursts out of a nearby trash pile. There's random bits of whatever in her long pigtails and the school uniform she wears appears to be smudged with dirt and probably various other fluids that are leaking from the trash itself.

It's a wonder the flames of her anger haven't scorched her surroundings. If only they were real instead of metaphorical. In it's place she heaves in a breath, then makes a gagging sound before she starts shaking off her hands in a futile attempt to shake off some of the filth.]


Why is everything here trash?! Ugh, when I get out of this I--

[Her sentence cuts off when her step forward leads to a squishing sound. And then her whole body just starts sinking right on down to the next layer of trash.]

No way!

[She claws at the ground once she's waist deep, struggling to pull herself from the mucky slop around her legs.]

PHASE II

WHY DON'T YOU THINGS UNDERSTAND?!

[First it's rats, now it's these robot things. Their numbers keep growing and her main tactic seems to be employing two white foxes to swirl groups of them into something like a twister, tossing them off into the trash heaps. Of course to those who can't see demons, it's more or less like the robots are just getting sucked up and blown off by themselves.

It doesn't really last long though. The sheer number overwhelm her after a bit and eventually one holds her over it's head almost triumphantly. She wiggles and squirms until--]


GARBAGE.

[... She looks down now, struggling momentarily ceased.]

... What did you just say?

GARBAGE!

[HnnnNNNNGH. Izumo starts beating the heel of her foot down furiously atop what she thinks must be the robot's head. At this point she doesn't care what it is, of course. As long as she's hitting some part of it.]

YOU LOUSY HUNK OF METAL. DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME GARBAGE!

BONUS

[The problem here isn't that there's another person in the bag with her. ... Well, it is the problem but the biggest problem is the person in the bag with her is just enough over Izumo's 5'4" frame to mean her head doesn't quite reach the neck hole when they both stand up.

Instead here she is, muffled down within the bag. And that muffled voice sounds annoyed.]


At least bend down and let me get my head through the hole too!

WILDCARD
[If I missed an option you want to try, hit me up.]
Edited 2016-01-01 17:22 (UTC)
eyemask: (Default)

OTA

[personal profile] eyemask 2016-01-01 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
PHASE II

[ Even with the budget the anime producers must have pumped into animating his intense fight scene against the drones, here Sougo ends up still, sorted as trash. It's probably some kind of retribution for all the awful things he's done in his life, he probably should repent and change his trash-filled heart, but --

Nah. ]
They think we're garbage, huh? I can think of someone else more deserving of the title of 'garbage vice-commander'. [ Mainly, Hijikata. Not that anyone around him would get it. ] Damn, it really stinks in here. We should think of a way to get out.

[ Above them, the opening of the chute is still visible, but it's far too high up to reach on their own. Sougo looks up, appearing to calculate his next move. With some of the sky still visible, he does have an idea what they could do ...

The moment he hears the whirring noise of an appraoching drone, he snaps into action, unsheathing his katana and throwing it at the drone in one sharp, deadly turn. He's trying to knock it off course. Maybe it will tumble into the chute and they can reprogram it to carry them out somehow.

Only, there's someone currently attached to that drone. This is okay right????????? ]


PHASE IV

[ This may not be an actual post-apocalyptic world, but more and more elements in the surrounding are lining up to match the apparent theme. Amid the stench, the crumbling buildings and debris littering the streets, there's one scene that's quite difficult to ignore ...

In front of a dumpster, a boy looking to be in his older teens can be found crouched over the floor on his hands and knees, clutching his chest as he struggles to get closer to the trash heap before him. Hey now, this can't be right ... Isn't this scene a little dramatic for this trash-filled tdm?? ]


Just a little further ... [ The boy whispers, his voice weak and fatigued. ] I'm so close. [ He then breaks out into a violent coughing fit, curling over and cupping a hand over his mouth. When he releases his hand, his palm is stained with drops of thick, dark red fluid. Blood...? Something's definitely not right. While others have reported to feel physical pain upon resisting the urge to dive into the dumpster, no one's actually had such a violent reaction to it.

He crawls a little closer, reaching his hand out, but it's here that his body appears to wear out. ]
It's no good. I'm not going to make it after all. [ He coughs more, harder this time. ]

Father, Brother, forgive me. The family heirloom that was stolen from us all those years ago, the one that we've passed down for over twelve generations, I tried so hard to get it back --

But it looks like this is the end of the road for me ...

[ The 'heirloom' in question is an odd-looking eyemask ??????????

It's not like he's trying to trick some kind-hearted fool into reaching into that disgusting dumpster for him or anything. By the way, there's spoiled milk and some filthy porno mag right on top of his desired object. ]


BONUS!!!

[ So, yes, upon waking up from that odd episode of light-headedness, your character will find themselves shoved into a garbage get-along shirt with this guy. It is an irritating situation, but despite it, Okita sounds largely unperturbed. In fact, his voice comes out completely deadpan. ]

What kind of joke is this? [ He obviously didn't instigate this, so his first assumption is that it has to be his partner for the day. ]

I see. Were you that lonely that you wanted to be Siamese twins? I can't imagine what your life before this must have been like. [ Really sad, probably. His turns to your character with Eyes of Pity. ]


WILDCARD

[ hit me up with something, or PM me for plotting! ]
striketwice: (005)

ii-a

[personal profile] striketwice 2016-01-01 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Laxus is not entirely sure what the robots are, but he's seen magic that can do something like this, so he's not going to think too hard about it. What he does know is that they're annoying as hell, and he wants them gone.

So the wizard calls down the lightning, quite literally, bolt after bolt after bolt to fry any drone that gets too close. This also has the advantage of taking out some of the ones bothering Sol.

ur welcome ]
striketwice: (007)

Phase I

[personal profile] striketwice 2016-01-01 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ do u mind

by which we mean Laxus has to bat away a stray piece of garbage before it smacks him in the face ]


Watch it, would ya?
wolfpuppy: (I had the same dream again)

phase iii!

[personal profile] wolfpuppy 2016-01-01 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's another green glow coming from a few feet to Luke's right, though it's not nearly as impressive as the lightsaber, and seems to be a small green flame coming from a lighter. Ryuuga gives a wave with his free hand, keeping the Madou Lighter at shoulder-level. No adverse reactions so far, so that's a good sign.]

Yeah! You alright?

[At least they seem to have similar mindsets in trying to find others that might need help before attempting to get out.]
fateisinthecards: ('cause I'm on a mission)

Elizabeth | Persona

[personal profile] fateisinthecards 2016-01-01 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Phase I]

[ This is such a fascinating new landscape, and one that has such an admirable goal. Elizabeth, unlike many, is entirely too pleased with the broken down surroundings. There is no reason to question the whys and wherefores, as she's happy to embrace whatever comes her way. By the time she's quite nearly scaled an impressive trash heap, the rain makes it all the more treacherous.

One brief stumble on her part leads to the huge pile collapsing without warning. She goes sliding, scrambling to escape. It's a near thing, but she throws herself from the heap to avoid the sinkhole by a slim margin.
]

How invigorating. [ She stands up, and bends over to try to dust her knees off. ] An irresistible challenge turned pitfall, only the wariest could possibly avoid such an ignominious fate.


[Phase III]

[ For a moment there, Elizabeth was quite impressed with the nature of this challenge. Such a cruel deathtrap! The unstoppable, inexorable movement towards utter annihilation must be how humanity felt all the time, and it would no doubt be such an adventure to try to escape. It's really quite exciting from a certain point of view, particularly from her perch on top of a random jumble of junk. Soon, perhaps, she would need to flee from such a terrible end.

But then it jams.

She waits, kicking her feet idly back and forth.
]

Oh my, how shamefully embarrassing. [ The comment is calmly said out to the air, but then she looks around to see who else might be just as disappointed as she is. It starts up again, and her face lights up, but... no.

Once more, it jams.

That's just unreasonable. Now who would be able to enjoy the great thrill of attempting and perhaps even succeeding escape?
]

Do you think that we may have been sent down here to repair this?
stillinbloom: (Omg I just met another drunk guy)

the daughter of souji okita, who's in love with sakamoto's son...... yeah. yep....

[personal profile] stillinbloom 2016-01-01 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh? Oh. Haha! [Kaoru laughs sheepishly and lets him go, bowing politely.]

I'm Okita, of the Shinsengumi! Keeping Kyoto's streets safe from unregistered demons-- and stuff like that! [She straightens and looks rather proud, smiling all the while.] Have you heard of us? I think we're pretty infamous around town... I mean, granted this isn't Kyoto anymore I guess, but, uh...

[Maybe their reputation proceeds them. Hopefully it doesn't because that'd be embarrassing considering the amount of property damage an debts they wrack up haha oops.]