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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!

corona: (‣ self-deprecation)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-05 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wow, that's the kind of optimism she wishes she could fully, properly embody. Not faking it or putting on a show for the benefit of someone else, but earnestly believing in something for no reason. ]

[ Maybe she does have some of that. She believes in Usagi, strangely enough; the unconventional leader. ]


It's not so bad at all. I have Pascal, and my - friends around the house. There's so much to do at home! How could I ever possibly get lonely? [ HA HA h a.... ] Ah... does that... look like... food to you? [ No, it looks like a busted out gas station and attached convenience store with bright wrappers in the window. Getting a little tired now! But only a little. ]
echoprince: (90_I heard your song)

iii

[personal profile] echoprince 2016-01-05 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Someone else is taking this very calmly. He's been in worse situations, and didn't freak out then, so he wasn't going to freak out now either.

The teenage boy just gave the boy a bored look. ]


Oh, you think so?
corona: (‣ skepticism)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-05 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
–Heh. [ Again, he's somehow masterfully gotten her to stop in her tracks and turn around. ] Your name is Bender?
corona: (‣ uneasy)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-05 02:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well, no one can tell her this isn't a new experience that will significantly broaden her horizons. Nod...ding (gradually), she accepts his hand. ]
makigumo: (88)

i

[personal profile] makigumo 2016-01-05 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Heiya little turd, whatcha doin' all alone in that old funky chair thingy!

[ Is the greeting he gets when she lands silently on top of the back of his wheelchair. The woman grins down at him, way too cheerfully for a mostly nude woman covered in garbage. ]
firstcloud: (87)

(aah!!) ii

[personal profile] firstcloud 2016-01-05 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kagemitsu, who was just trying to make his way, had to stop when he heard that comment. He turned a scowl toward the culprit, and was about to snap something (maybe a little rude because that was rude!) but stops. Because she sure looks a lot like some other people that he's met since he was dragged away from Oumi.

And his look of irritation changes to one of surprised delight because... ]


You're a Kumou!

[ It's not every day you get to meet another one of your descendants, right? ]
niceguypose: (pure joy)

[personal profile] niceguypose 2016-01-05 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's a whole new world? He gives a determined nod.]

Please hold on tight! [And then he breaks out into a full-on dash!]
a_meebo: (I live to make you free (2))

[personal profile] a_meebo 2016-01-05 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mikleo nods.]

Yep. Sometimes, the levels are also incomplete. I've heard that some of the incomplete ones are dangerous, but the one I was in had been more annoying than anything.

[CERESscape is the most annoying thing ever and nobody can tell him otherwise. He shakes his head and gives Yuuri a slightly apologetic look.]

My name is Mikleo. I can get you clean water if you need it, but there's not enough water magically or naturally that could clear all of this away. [He gestures to the garbage all around them.]
Edited (fucking forgot to select an icon b/c I'm stupid) 2016-01-05 15:49 (UTC)
cresthopes: (Inconfortable)

[personal profile] cresthopes 2016-01-05 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Then that's good, at least you're feeling better right?

[Oh boy. How was Takeru and Patamon going to explain this to the both of them. As they looked at each other, there was a grim look on them before they spoke up]

N-No, they aren't. It's been only Patamon and me for the last couple of weeks and I haven't seen anyone from our world here.

[Pause] Well, maybe you and Tailmon though! But if you're here, I'm pretty sure that Taichi-san and the others might be around here too right?

[....Riigghhttt?]
cliquey: (pic#9882040)

phase iii

[personal profile] cliquey 2016-01-05 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[As if being manhandled by cleanup droids on a place he's very sure he didn't drunkenly pass out in, Owen's now found himself in the company of an angry kid glowstick.

Not to say he hasn't any right to be upset. The company's welcome, too.

He frowns, elbowing something mushy and decidedly stale (because alternatives are less appealing and this isn't the compost pit.]


I sure as hell hope not, kid. We gotta move before we get turned into soup.

[But he attempts to simultaneously find his footing while giving the general area a once-over. The concept of other people being trapped in here is scary; shouldn't recycle facilities be more diligent about these things?!

He could stand to be more frantic, but formerly being part of the U.S. Navy and then being almost-brutalized by a dinosaur hybrid (repeatedly, and thensome) does a few things to one's nerves.]
nacreous: (and you would do it again)

[personal profile] nacreous 2016-01-05 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh! You can fly! Perfect. [at least, it could for a little while.

but then it's huddling. why? it's so difficult to communicate when you don't know the language. Pearl is at least trying to help other people out, instead of going off on her own. but this is getting a bit tedious for her.

it is then that the conveyor belt decides to move again, lurching forward slowly, and only for a few seconds. Pearl moves to hold up her home-made stairs, and is relieved when they don't immediately topple]


Well, up we go? [she tilts her head towards the stairs, indicating for the creature to go first, if it wants]
nacreous: (keep your body lowered)

laughing

[personal profile] nacreous 2016-01-05 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Pearl has gone back to slicing some more drones, but when there is a lull, she approaches the injured man to help him up. just before she sees the blood trickling down his face. ugh, humans and their bodily fluids. so gross]

Um. Are you all right? [she pats her pockets, looking for some sort of cloth to offer him, but she can't find one. it doesn't even occur to Pearl that she could rip her sash. ...no, it does occur to her, briefly, but she decides against it. this man wasn't Steven, and she'd already rescued him, so...]
nacreous: (right foot)

[personal profile] nacreous 2016-01-05 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Is that right? [if Pearl sounds unamused, it's because she's unamused. she moves her arm that's in the sleeve to tug at the shirt. huh, this fabric is surprisingly strong!] And this group called CERES... they're the scientists, right?
1matsu: (hey)

*beams*

[personal profile] 1matsu 2016-01-05 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ichimatsu stands up, dusting off his pants.]

I'm fine.

[He says in response, having made no move to clear the blood slowly covering his face like some sort of ghoulish beauty treatment. Instead he reaches into his hoodie pocket and pulls out a cat teaser, idly twirling it in his fingers as he eyes the downed drones.]
nacreous: (right foot)

[personal profile] nacreous 2016-01-05 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[this guy... there's something peculiar about him. he doesn't seem to be affected by anything!]

Well. Okay. [Pearl kicks at one of the drones, knowing that there will be more coming. they should... probably move. so she starts walking]
1matsu: (woke up)

sweet. i'm in washington and between semesters at college. History BA and a double minor whee

[personal profile] 1matsu 2016-01-05 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[So, so broken.

Luckily his body is much more sturdy and even with a less than comfortable landing it doesn't break. His clothes are so dirty now though. Still with his accelerated landing Ichimatsu is granted with the chance to see the traveler float downwards slowly, which is both cool and faintly annoying. Oh well, not his fault the little guy has cool floating powers.

Or is really that light.

Getting to his feet Ichimatsu watches as the traveler plays around in the sewer sludge.

...Well, as long as someone is having fun.

He nudges his new scarf higher, covering his mouth and nose now to get a break from the pungent smell in the new enclosed area. Luckily his scarf avoided any new slimy covering.]


Hmmm.
1matsu: (Default)

[personal profile] 1matsu 2016-01-05 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, he doesn't like needles, but luckily there have been no needles in the garbage.]

Mmm. [Ichimatsu hums in response to Pearl's statement. When she starts to walk away from the robotic graveyard, Ichimatsu looks between the dead robots and the strange lady before slumping after Pearl still twirling the cat teaser. He makes no effort to match her pace, falling slowly behind her more and more as they walk.

He still hasn't wiped at his bloody face yet.]
dereban: ❥ all icons are my own unless otherwise denoted. (Default)

[personal profile] dereban 2016-01-05 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know.

[ She raises her left hand in a waving gesture. ] The system won't let me log out, so there's probably some sort of quest that needs to be fulfilled still.
rutenberg_spy: (serious)

[personal profile] rutenberg_spy 2016-01-05 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[the maid outfit always works. he could find one for you too, Yuuri!]

Huh. Yeah it's, uh.

[hands on hips again, looking around. There is a lot more trash than just a pile here and there. That's a whole city's worth of trash.]

...it's a challenge, all right. This is a terrible game. Who makes a game this smelly? Geez.
nacreous: (concentrate)

[personal profile] nacreous 2016-01-05 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Pearl manages to get a ways away from the destroyed drones. it's not until she looks behind her that she realizes that the strange man is following her. slowly. she turns away, letting a soft sound of frustration escape her lips and rolling her eyes before she slows down. eventually the bloodied man can catch up to her]

So! What's your name? [so she can properly reprimand you if she needs to]
dereban: ❥ all icons are my own unless otherwise denoted. (Default)

[personal profile] dereban 2016-01-05 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
It could get worse. Although I'm not sure if it actually will.
1matsu: (unburnable trash)

[personal profile] 1matsu 2016-01-05 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well when the choice is between piles of drones with more on the way that might mistake him for the reason for massive massacre of machinery and the lady responsible. At least the lady is unlikely to attack him.

Ichimatsu looks up as he approaches Pearl. Her question catches him a bit off guard, but at least he has some manners to fall back on.]


Nice to meet you. My name is Matsuno Ichimatsu. Ah, [Ichimatsu pauses, re-noticing her distinct non-Japanese appearance. Very alien.] Matsuno is my family name, Ichimatsu is my given name. It is ...nice to meet you? [Maybe? For a given value of nice at least.

Man, if only he knew how to socialize. With people other than cats.]
ukakus: ( official art: manga ) (019)

[personal profile] ukakus 2016-01-05 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[He saw nothing, okay!! And she's sighing now, frowning and making sure to keep the hand that's currently affixed to that bottle as far away from her face as anatomically possible.]

... Yeah. It is. [This place, she means. "Insane" is putting is lightly and, wow. She is so not surprised by CERES's choice in decor. It was about time they displayed their true self: endless piles of garbage.] You get used to it.

[Or maybe he won't have to? Who the heck knows what's going on here???

Either way, that frown is suddenly going to turn into a glare. That bottle is a figment of his imagination, dang it.]


Haa... I'm not "stuck". [She's totally stuck.] You're the one with that shitty old jacket glued to your hand.
deontology: (28.)

[personal profile] deontology 2016-01-05 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
That is none of your business.

[QUITE FRANKLY. He's not going to tell someone like Okuni why he likes them, or why he can't leave them alone, or why he became a Kumou guard dog, basically.......]

As for proof, you can experience it for yourself when you get out of this dump and meet Tenka.

[Kumous are so obviously Kumous, after all.]
heiroglyphs: (Default)

[personal profile] heiroglyphs 2016-01-05 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Myrtenaster safe in-hand, Weiss quickly moves the rapier away from Rapunzel. For safety.

For both of their safety.]


Fire Dust. You probably would have blown both of us up.

[But you didn't! So... gold star?]