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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!

lightrays: (Default)

OH NO YOU PLAY 3 ALREADY HUH...

[personal profile] lightrays 2016-01-06 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ What he says comes so casual, so straightforward, like it's all pure and simple fact and not complete nonsense.

Rey blinks, taken aback, parsing out his words for something that makes sense. He'd named the same Jedi she'd been referring to, and even the time passing since the Battle of Yavin seems correct to her. But he also mentions different time periods and did he say his name was Anakin Solo.

His mind is gone, isn't it. What else could it be? ]


Anakin...Solo. [ Two names, one of infinite legend, the other she'd become closely acquainted with. She scrutinizes him with a look, trying to determine if he looks mad or deceitful or both. Or maybe it's just a coincidence.

But what if it isn't? ]
Yes, Luke Skywalker is the Jedi I mean. Do you...know him?
corona: (‣ well what have i got to lose?)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-06 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well when she puts it like that of course it's going to sound absurd! ]

Nng.
It's... a long story. And it's - kind of a complicated story, too.
redshitlord: (but don't think it bothers me at all)

[personal profile] redshitlord 2016-01-06 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
Man... I thought maybe you had some kind of super powers or something. Like humans on TV.

[He sulks -- literally sulks -- over that revelation. Folding his arms across his chest sullenly. Sorry, Anakin, you've met a robot whose entire knowledge of humanity is television.]

... It's still a cool name though.
unswerved: (073)

[personal profile] unswerved 2016-01-06 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ don't try to guilt trip him now, you bastard! yata's cheeks are totally red and he can barely use his words, but at least he manages a: ]

We did! [ THIS IS STILL THE WORST. maybe if it wasn't a scantily-clad waifu, and a bara husbando instead, this wouldn't be such a problem! this is just too much for misaki's virgin eyes. ] Just- Just get off!

[ he's a little weak in the knees, but he manages to push kuroh away, except- ]

Ah?

[ there is now a hole by the cardboard's stomach, and yata's hand is stuck in it. ]
coastal: (✧ harumph harumph)

[personal profile] coastal 2016-01-06 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
It's not like I'm going anywhere -- as much as I'd like to be.

["You can tell me a long story" -- though it may be a little hard to translate. She's not very good at talking to people.

But.... well, she's still going to shake her head.]


I doubt it's as complicated as you think though. I understand not wanting to upset someone [her own father comes to mind, a frown spreading across her lips] .... but sometimes if they don't listen to what you want, you just have to go against them. They can pretend they know everything, but they probably don't.

[projecting much, Lili?]
corona: (‣ impressed)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-06 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ p...auuuuusee.... ]

Could - I be a member? I don't know what a bike is, or how to ride one, but I could learn. For these... favours. I would learn.
lightrays: (Default)

[personal profile] lightrays 2016-01-06 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Instead of drawing back when the traveler peers at her face, she just peers right back, curious as to what it looked like under that hood - if it looked like anything at all. Countless creatures called the galaxy home, and she's seen a spectrum of them in Niimaa. But none quite like this, and certainly none with a language like this, either. ]

Well, if you know where you're going, maybe we can go there together. What do you think of that?
lightrays: (Default)

[personal profile] lightrays 2016-01-06 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's Rey's turn to look surprised again. ] A thousand years? [ She has to catch herself, because the question of how almost immediately follows. ]

Luke Skywalker, yes. [ She could be certain of that, at least, having only just seen him with her own two eyes before arriving here. ] I'm unfamiliar with Wes Janson, so I can't help you there. [ A beat. ] How can you possibly know Luke if you're from a thousand years ago?

[ How could she possibly be here? ]
lightrays: (Default)

[personal profile] lightrays 2016-01-06 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ He seems so certain, but she's not convinced she's not still in the galaxy, no matter what she's been told. ]

We'll see about that. What's the nearest place to find a ship heading off-planet?
sayonaradumbass: (thats my show bro)

[personal profile] sayonaradumbass 2016-01-06 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
[side eyes]

Well I don't have a steady supply of 'em here. [party favors or gang members] How badass are you, exactly?
sayonaradumbass: (the horror)

[personal profile] sayonaradumbass 2016-01-06 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
A ship? Maybe the Titanic, lady. There's nothing like that here....we're at the mercy of these fuckers until they decide to end this quest or whatever it is.
coruscanti: (WRY ► probably snarking.)

SADLY...BUT STAR WARS...

[personal profile] coruscanti 2016-01-06 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ He looks sane! ...As sane as anyone does. And he kind of resembles his parents a bit, which might be more to the point, but. ]

Well - yes. He's my uncle? [ That's...probably not dangerous to admit. No more than his name is, at least. ] He's not here right now. Mom and Dad are, but it's been just us three for a while.

[ Another sudden smile, though: ]

And Fiver - my droid. He's not in this simulation at the moment, though.
carcinoma: (03)

[personal profile] carcinoma 2016-01-06 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ too bad genos is going to get the worst of both worlds. the guitar remains firmly glued to lop's hand, no thanks to vivid, and a particularly strong tug from genos yanks lop clean off his feet.

six feet of gangly rabbit goes stumbling forth, smacking right into genos. and even if lop gives a panicked squeak, immediately trying to stumble back, with the guitar still in genos' grip and his own hand magically glued to its handle, there's only so far that lop can back away. ]


Ah, I'm sorry! I lost my footing -- [ a low huff as he tries in vain to pull his hand away from that awful guitar -- it's bound to barely even register to genos, given his feeble strength. a slightly frustrated mumble as he continues straining, looking increasingly embarrassed. ] -- why isn't it coming off ... !
erranthero: (Hooded/Dark)

[personal profile] erranthero 2016-01-06 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
Okay. So. I'll explain, but this is going to be complicated.

[Picking her way through the trash she lurches over to a ruined wall and takes a seat.]

Sit. You might want to, because I have a revelation for you.

[A big one, by the sounds of it. And sit or not...]

How familiar are you with Hyperspace? Serious question. Do you know how it works?
adornmental: (he's judging someone's underwear)

[personal profile] adornmental 2016-01-06 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
[He's not terribly fond of it either, so that gets an immediate nod from him.]

We can start out by heading north, okay? I came from the south. [Now time to... coordinate moving. THE FUN PART.] ...If we take small steps, we probably won't fall over.
lightrays: (Default)

STAR WAR...!

[personal profile] lightrays 2016-01-06 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
He's your uncle.

[ His uncle.

That along is enough of a revelation to swallow, because although Rey hadn't exactly been privy to the details of Han and Leia's personal lives, she hadn't the slightest idea that they had another son. How could he - where had he been? But then he goes on about how his mom and dad are here and Rey drops all of her other jumbled thoughts for this. ]


They're here? Leia...and Han? [ In spite of her distress, she can do the math, but something is still very wrong, because Han Solo couldn't be here. He couldn't.

Anything about his droid is completely ignored. Sorry, Fiver... ]
coastal: (✧ peons.)

[personal profile] coastal 2016-01-06 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Immediately:]

If we fall over, I'll never forgive you.

[ESTABLISHING THAT.

But she'll..... move to take a small step.....]
beaconed: (pic#9692056)

[personal profile] beaconed 2016-01-06 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
Are you suggesting we clean up this entire city? [ He gives their surroundings a couple of glances, emphasizing the point that they're on mountains of trash, surrounded by trash. ] Do... we even have that many years?

[ Then again, doing nothing flies in the face of what he was saying before. BUT STILL... this is so much...!! ]

...Alright-alright, Miss Eco-Friendly, where do you think we should start?
coruscanti: (GLANCE ► half in shadow.)

[personal profile] coruscanti 2016-01-06 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. You - uh, you know him? And my parents?

[ He...still has no idea who the hell this is, but. ]

They are here. Mom and dad, I mean. Not - I'm not sure if they're logged into this exact sim right now, but they are in this place. I can take you back to them whenever we get out of here, if you like. I'm sorry, I'm still not exactly sure who you are, but...
adornmental: (step off punk)

[personal profile] adornmental 2016-01-06 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
If we fall over, it won't be my fault! My balance is great!

[GOSH, LILI... Anyway, he'll take a step along with her. One... small step... and then another, and god, he's already realizing this is going to take like, ten thousand years.]
kirkwalled: (pic#9121457)

[personal profile] kirkwalled 2016-01-06 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ muffled from under the garbage: ]

Believe me, you're more than welcome to it.

[ but thank you, merrill. you are sweet and should be treasured. so yeah, hawke does take hold of merrill's hand as she grabs it and is a rather easy pull once she... knows where the surface is...

seems like hawke was in the trash a bit deeply.

she's finally able to sit up at least, frowning at where her legs are still trapped but she can breath fresh air again and that's what matters. she starts trying to shove off whatever's on her leg then. ]


I can sit. That's more than expected. What's unexpected is seeing you. How are you, Merrill?
chirpchirp: (??)

[personal profile] chirpchirp 2016-01-06 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[It doesn't look like much under the hood. It has a black face with two glowing white eyes and no other features. There's no indication of how it breathes or eats or smells or hears. The only other decoration is a single gold band where the forehead would be.]

♪?

[You're a curious thing, new buddy. Your face has bumps and ridges and furry things and smooth bits and warm spaces and holes. So interesting!

Since she isn't pulling away though, it'll tentatively rub its face against her cheek, causing the gold trim around its cloak hem to light up and the runes on its scarf fill in.
]
lightrays: (Default)

[personal profile] lightrays 2016-01-06 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, but a ship named something like the Titanic sounds so promising. ]

What sort of quest?
lightrays: (Default)

[personal profile] lightrays 2016-01-06 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ A little breathless: ] ...You could say that, yes.

[ And then she shoots him an alarmed look. If he could take her to his parents, she could figure out what was going on - or, at least somewhat. If they were really Leia and...Han, then surely they'd have some answers for her. ]

...How long has it been since you've seen your father and brother, Anakin?

[ She'll explain who she is. In a moment. But she needs to know this first. ]
coruscanti: (GLANCE ► half in shadow.)

[personal profile] coruscanti 2016-01-06 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not...entirely certain. I think I was away from here for a while, so Dad - a month, maybe two? But wait a second.

[ She said she only knew of one Jedi, but she knows about Jacen? ]

If you know my older brother, it's impossible that Uncle Luke's the last of the Jedi. By the time the twins were born, Uncle Luke was already training others.