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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!

echoistic: (3.)

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-07 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
Your wish is my command! Just... don't freak out, okay? Before I do anything, promise me that!
echoistic: (10.)

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-07 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
[did she seriously just ask that does he need to introduce you to alcohol, rapunzel

But at her next question, the smile freezes on Rhys's face. It takes a moment, before he shrugs with forced nonchalance.]


... If they're here, I'll find them. Or they'll find me—I've been told I'm hard to miss. [...] What about you, huh?
corona: (‣ regal)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-07 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
No one. [ That's all there is to it. She turns until only her profile is visible to him, then imitates his smile. ] No one! Luckily.

I'm glad you're so certain. If... you're worried at all, though–
echoistic: (7.)

[personal profile] echoistic 2016-01-07 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, he's worried. Not so much about his leader or cousin—they're strong, if not stronger than he is—but for his foster family, who can't defend themselves. At the same time, logically:]

I'm conserving my energy, y'know? Running around screaming their names at the top of my lungs probably ain't gonna do me any favours, so I'm playing it cool.
findpeace: (ᴘᴜʀᴇ ≡ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ)

[personal profile] findpeace 2016-01-07 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Really? Hundreds of years? What happened to them all? [Honestly, it's not something he could picture for his world unless they all suddenly lost the ability to mold chakra. Despite the fact that he just fought against someone who wished for that very thing. Maybe in some other version of his world, they lost that war and what Yuri had now was the result of that.] I guess it could be seen as magic.

[He's thoughtful. About her words, about himself. Naruto hadn't advertised his 'deep, dark secret' that would upset other people but then again, most of the village had already known. Some had known before he did and he remembers the animosity that had been directed towards him. That feeling had trickled down to the younger generation and left him a lonely child.] You can tell me anything and I won't get upset.

[Yuri will find that Naruto is extremely accepting of others, his forgiveness runs deep and his loyalty even deeper. He knows what it's like to be discarded, unwanted and feared to the point of hated. While he may not accept everyone, she doesn't seem like a bad person who's only out to hurt others to get what she wants.]

I guess it is pretty cool. [Naruto's always wanted to be able to do the stuff he saw the shinobi do when he was a child. It was sometimes so amazing to watch whenever he had the opportunity. When it came to boasting his own abilities or talking about someone else - he had no hesitation. But hearing it from someone he just met was something else entirely.] Not everyone can mold chakra though. We go to school and spend years trying to perfect techniques sometimes.

[Well, not him all of the time but still.]
firstcloud: (86)

[personal profile] firstcloud 2016-01-07 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ While he doesn't have the red tips in his hair, he does wear a lot of the Kumou mark on his clothes..

He can tell that he's confused but so was he, when he first met Tenka and they started to figure things out. ]


I'm Kumou Kagemitsu! The first head of the Kumou family! [ He knows that some of them (like Tenka and Sousei) keep track but others (like Chuutarou and Soramaru) had not. So he might as well add that part, right? ] You must be one of my descendants!
moribound: (54)

[personal profile] moribound 2016-01-07 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
We're from the same world. [Plainly stated.] I've listened to a few of your songs...they're pretty catchy.
givesalittlewhistle: (pic#9802722)

[personal profile] givesalittlewhistle 2016-01-07 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
[There were few things more encouraging than the reappearance of the angel digimon.]

Angemon! [She smiled brightly, feeling appropriately hopeful at the moment.] Are you going to carry us again?
cryptologic: (▲ i'm a master of fright)

[personal profile] cryptologic 2016-01-07 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Because CERES loves distracting us with useless nonsense? I'm almost convinced this is all just some kind of crazy, mass experiment that's being televised or something.

[ He has lots of theories. This is just one of the more sensational ones. ]

We should...figure a way out of this shirt.
givesalittlewhistle: (pic#9720569)

[personal profile] givesalittlewhistle 2016-01-07 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
She is, isn't she? I think so too.

[Well, now Tailmon was just preening. As Hikari finally set her down, letting the little digimon walk on her own (four) paws alongside them.]

What's Luna like?

[Since Usagi continued to refer to her as strange. Not to mention, she recognized the fact that animals had different personalities just as much as humans.]
osuni: (peering)

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-07 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah she totally feels that... Okuni immediately takes a few steps back because as cool as Nagare is, she's not ready to be electrocuted to death accidentally.]

There really are all kinds of weird people in the world... [RUDE...] What are you going to do after you climb out? Are you just going to run until you leave this city?
beaconed: (027)

[personal profile] beaconed 2016-01-07 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
You are.

[ He says that with confidence, because, well... she's largely the reason they're on this silly quest. He wouldn't do it alone, and he already said he's not the type to let others do things on their own either, even if they're quite capable.

So! Eco Man offers her a fist bump. ]


I guess we're stuck together for a while longer. [ Thanks to the same item, too. Poetic! ]
jinko: (61.)

[personal profile] jinko 2016-01-07 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
I...thought you could use it as a weapon!

[ Yes, because trash is so often good at warning off...rats. Good job, kiddo.

But he looks stunned, and maybe a bit tense— I did something wrong, wrong, wrong again— before he reels it back and tries, however clumsily, to pull his shirt back on.
]

Sorry, maybe we should just... move away from this place, there might be a nest—

[ WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT, ATSUSHI...WHY ]
unhappyreason: (07. but it wasn't funny.)

[personal profile] unhappyreason 2016-01-07 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ THE MOST DIFFICULT PERSON TO EVER FALL DOWN MT. EBOTT'S DUMB HOLE!!!

and oh no that is not a good. sound. or feeling. oh, ew, ew. Cold smelly garbage juice is super super gross, like, this is a Scientific Fact right here. It is possibly the worst thing in the world, right after snail pie. (Which is surprisingly tasty, but THE FEELING IT HAS GOING DOWN YOUR THROAT IS ANOTHER MATTER. By the way, this definitely feels like snail pie except, like, all over them. Eeeuuugh.)

And of course, like the graceful human being they are, the first thing Chara is going to do when they stop going uuggh euuuugh ewww grosss is-- ]


Look at what you did!

[ --blame Frisk for this, yes, because it is all Frisk's fault, none of theirs and i'm not alive that's the catch that's the secret to playing chara you just die from lack of icons that look nice together and stay determined. ]
jinko: (59.)

u thought u could hide, from me

[personal profile] jinko 2016-01-07 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ So he's being yelled at now by a guy with a gun. Wonderful.

Atsushi, being the timid tigerboy that he is, has...found it prudent to give this guy a bit of space, because no one wants to be disturbed when they're angry at a cold, unfeeling incinerator. Maybe not exactly cold, but. You know.

Shoulders jump when he finds that he's perhaps being spoken to, and his fingers work nervously over the knees of his pants as he turns around and fixes Owen with a look that clearly says 'hello, I am a scared teenager, please don't shoot me'.
]

M-me?! [ Did he truly have to ask this, the answer is yes. ] I...think this is an incinerator.

[ Okay, now he just feels like a tool. Let's regroup. ] We were probably dropped in here by accident...so we should definitely try to get out.
Edited 2016-01-07 02:41 (UTC)
starfruitfrog: (happy || you really think so?)

[personal profile] starfruitfrog 2016-01-07 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a squeaky sound as Keroro settles on the windowsill, holding onto the side.]

Uzumaki...Naruto?

[The Uzumaki Naruto??

Were times really that hard for Kishimoto????]


Ah. I'm Sergeant Keroro of the Keroro Platoon.

[Maybe it was a different Naruto.]
cliquey: (pic#9882030)

HOW OBSERVANT OF YOU

[personal profile] cliquey 2016-01-07 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Owen would snark the heck out of this boy if not for the fact that he's 50% alarmed at having company and, at the same time, put off by his timidness. It's hard to be an asshole when your victim's an unsuspecting teen.]

First time I've ever been mistaken for garbage -- where the hell is this place anyway?

[Please don't say it's an underground chute beneath Isla Nublar, even if it'd make the most sense at the moment.

At least he's reeled his tone in.]
findpeace: (ɢʀɪɴ ≡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇs ᴀ sʜɪᴛ)

[personal profile] findpeace 2016-01-07 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Don't worry little green dude, Naruto won't let you fall.]

Yeah! You've heard of me?

[Has his name traveled in the talking animal world? Did the toads and frogs get along to the point they could talk and share information?

He has no idea who this Kishimoto person is. And good luck trying to explain it.]


The Keroro Platoon? I didn't know that frogs had platoons! That's pretty cool!

[A huge grin because why not? Why couldn't Keroro be in a platoon?]

Does that make you the frog boss?

[It isn't a different Naruto.]
tiarae: (Linefaces.)

[personal profile] tiarae 2016-01-07 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Usagi alone is usually enough to make the ice cream and treat parlor workers excited, such a good, regular customer. Even if she doesn't quite inhale as much as some others.

Usagi tries to be somewhat mindful of the potential fuel, but ends up stepping in some anyway and just then walking through it the same way Rapunzel does, though she at least actually has shoes to cover her feet.]


Well, what she doesn't know won't kill her?

[Usagi just because you are used to keeping secrets and being out at ridiculous hours and traveling to weird places, does not mean the same of Rapunzel and her family.....

Still, she calls out when they enter, looking around and trying to find someone, anyone. Unsure if others may have found this place too, or there might somehow still be people working?]


Hello? Is anyone else here?

i am sorry for this smug shithead

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-01-07 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a wry smile in all that.]

Oh, I do. Flying without a ship just isn't on the list. [Could he sound more self-satisfied? Probably not. Or maybe the world just isn't ready for the unrestrained id of Anakin Skywalker.] Yet.
starfruitfrog: (Default)

[personal profile] starfruitfrog 2016-01-07 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Well...I think so, de arimasu? You kind of look like someone I know.

[Sort...of? Keroro squints, still convinced he's a different Naruto who just so happens to look exactly like Uzumaki Naruto. Hey, maybe he was cosplaying? Keroro wouldn't judge.]

And I'm not a frog, I'm a Keronian. [He doesn't deny that this is cool though.]

But I guess that does kind of make me a boss? A boss of the platoon, that is. [An incompetent boss.]
osuni: (b y e)

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-07 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[WHAT'S GOING ON is the first thought that goes through Okuni's head, tbh. She's heard of the name Kagemitsu before -- it's a name that's inextricably linked to the Kumou mission of preventing the Orochi's revival after all, but still. There's a world of difference between hearing about a person and meeting that person, especially when that person is supposed to be... dead...]

Kumou Kagemitsu? Really... [still, she gets up from her seat on her trash heap and starts to make her way down, stopping some distance from him.] Do you really expect me to believe you without any evidence?

[She does see the Kumou mark on his clothes but... descenDANTS??]
onerous: (There in the distance)

[personal profile] onerous 2016-01-07 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Yuri hesitates a moment, thinking about it.] I... suppose it's because fighting changed. People found better ways to kill each other, quicker ways that didn't involve specialization. Before, you had to train in some kind of fighting in order to actually fight and kill people--and if you wanted an assassination, you had to find someone even more specialized. I guess that's where people like ninja would come in, though I don't think all countries used them.

But as technology moved on, it grew to the point nearly anyone could pick up a weapon without training and kill efficiently with it. Specialized fighters weren't needed as much, and eventually fell out of use all together. [Yuri trails off, looking a little embarrassed for talking as much as she did.] ...At least, that's what I'd think. Something like that, maybe...

[Sorry Naruto, but Yuri looks rather skeptical at that, pursing her lips before looking away to watch their climbing progress.] People always say that. [AKA "so that doesn't mean anything to hear."] I guess we'll find out when we reach the top.

[Yuri listens again, finding it all so fascinating. It's an exciting-sounding world, in a different way than her's is (because she has no doubt some people would find 'suicide mountains and ghost hauntings' rather exciting too), so he holds her attention utterly.] Ah, like-- [Yuri cuts herself off, hesitating again. 'Like Lee-san,' she almost says, but she's not sure exactly how well-known that information is. Probably enough, she imagines it'd be hard to hide that information in a world where being a ninja relies on it, but still. If it IS a secret, she's not about to go blabbing about it even if he and Naruto are friends.

Instead she amends slowly:
] I've heard of that, too...
osuni: (TEEHEE)

SHAKES FIST AT

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-07 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[IT'S NOT LIKE SHE WANTS TO BE A PART OF THE SPIRIT WORLD OR ANYTHING!!! but ooh flower petals... THAT IS FLASHY... he's probably like sparkling clean too since he re-manifested ISN'T HE]

Aren't you glad you trusted me? [what would have happened if their positions were reversed tbh?? But she looks up at him expectantly.]

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-01-07 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[If he knew, or if he knew that she knew, or that she knew that he knew that she knew, he would be very inclined to make some "witty" quip about how Jedi aren't supposed to believe in coincidence, and "uncanny" is just a taciturn denial, but--

Well, he isn't really one to talk, first off. And second, he doesn't know anything more than her wary body language to match her voice. She puts on a show, certainly, but the stern glare is a stark contradiction to the sneaking about she'd been doing only moments before.

The lightsaber (unbeknownst as "the") is hooked onto his belt then, and he holds his hands outward, a long-ago learned (and rarely used) gesture of diplomacy. They could argue upper hands all day and get nowhere--or end up fighting--and the last thing he needs in the middle of whatever this is is to end up having to explain that later.

He has enough questionably "moral" blood on his hands already.]


I should ask you the same thing, considering I'm the one being watched.