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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!

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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!

antecede: (↺ burn out the shadows)

luke skywalker | still searching for power converters | ota

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-01 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
(phase i)

Oh, not again!

[he sounds much more irritated than alarmed, casting a look around him with a harried sigh. he's not even sure what's going on yet, but it's already promising to make it up there with the stories of "almost getting killed by imperial trash compactors" and "getting taken prisoner by ewoks." at least he doesn't seem to be in any immediate danger of getting drowned by another dianoga or crushed by another garbage smasher, but he frowns and starts moving before either of those possibilities rear their heads (possibly literally, in one case). even the rain doesn't make him feel better; all that warm water just makes him feel even more like he's been thrown in the garbage. which, of course, he has.

not exactly exciting holothriller material for the last of the jedi.

if he runs into anyone, he'll try to catch their eye or wave them down, still frowning.]


Look, can you at least tell me what system this planet's supposed to be in?

(phase iii)

[luke's really had enough of this. he keeps his lightsaber in hand, ignited so that everything's lit up with an eerie green glow, including his impressive scowl. look, he's grateful not to die via fiery garbage doom and all, but this is just ridiculous. as the incinerator stutters, he tries to cut some of this trash out of his way and see if anyone else is stuck in here too. he's not just going to leave anyone in a situation like this.]

Hey, is anyone else in here?
swordsitter: (watch all the storms rising)

phase i...........

[personal profile] swordsitter 2016-01-01 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ the kid he stops is a tiny teenager with no apparent capacity for expressions. still, despite that, he's surprisingly expressive--probably something in the eyes--and practically radiates weary annoyance, exasperation, and concern. haru hasn't seen any of his swords here yet, after all, and while this version of vivid seems less immediately dangerous than most of the games he's been in, it's still.. pretty awful.

he gives the stranger a glance that's briefly wary, but it softens a moment later as he pushes the sleeves of his oversized cardigan up. ]


The planet's called Tellus, but I don't know anything about the system it's in. [ he hesitates, then points to the ground. ] This isn't even the planet. You're in a.. program right now.
antecede: (↺ FROOOOSTY THE SNOWMAN)

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-01 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[luke's own demeanor softens, if only because he isn't about to go taking this situation out on kids dealing with the same thing. and giving in to his own temper isn't going to help him in this situation anyhow. calm. peace. passive. that is the way for a jedi to be, to handle trials.]

Tellus. I can't say I've ever heard of it at all. [and there he figured his own home planet is as backwater as backwater can be.] You mean like a sim?

[FOR GARBAGE????????]

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iii

[personal profile] bloodbiter 2016-01-01 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
[there is someone, in fact - she's a bit in front of him, and she looks back as he speaks. misinterpreting what he's saying, she pauses in her tracks for a minute, extending a hand out towards him.]

Yes, I'm here. Don't worry, I'll make certain you come out of this place safely.
antecede: this is why no one likes tatooine (↺ can't see shit)

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-01 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[took the words right out of his mouth, in fact. he looks from her hand to her face, a smile spreading across his. that's not why he'd been asking, but it's still kind of her.]

To be honest, I was going to say the same thing to you.

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iii

[personal profile] onerous 2016-01-01 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Um--

[This is weird. And she's pretty used to weird. Ugh this is what she gets for trying to mess around in ViViD again!

She climbs her way out of a broken toys (what the hell--) and sits up, moving her hair from her eyes as she locates who was speaking. Not knowing what to do, she just...sort of raises her hand. Hi hello.
]

I'm here. Did the robots get you too? [Pause.] Um... Obviously, I guess. I didn't mean to imply you...were in here of your own free will... [She trails off uncertainly, embarrassed. Okay look maybe he WAS in here. Maybe he ran around jumping into incinerators for fun what did she know.]
antecede: (↺ intense background eyerolling)

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-01 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
[hi hello there, new friend! which is to say that he nods at her when he sees her, turning his lightsaber in her direction as a source of light -- aimed upwards like a beacon, however, to keep from looking threatening or accidentally hitting anyone. he opens his mouth to answer her first question, pauses when she continues, and then ducks his head slightly and shakes it as a smile creeps across his face. he doesn't want to seem like he's laughing at her!!]

They got me too, alright. Someone oughta have those droids looked at. [especially after he might've slashed through a lot of them.] Are you hurt anywhere?

[getting thrown into a pit of incineration doom notwithstanding.]

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[personal profile] kuritsun 2016-01-01 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
Actually, I can't.

[ something that she sounds less than thrilled about, herself - but at least this guy has his heart in the right place, asking the scientific questions. She'll give him points for that. She'll also give him points for being a person and not more smelly, awful garbage. This is probably one of the most terrible things she'd had to deal with yet, and that's including the ghosts, zombies, and humiliating personalized MMO weapon.

She's desperately trying to rub a stain out of her sleeve when he calls for her; she's still doing that while she approaches, though her efforts appear to be in vain. ]


Technically speaking, this is a simulation, but I'm not sure where our physical bodies are being kept.
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?
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.]
antecede: this has never gone wrong before (↺ going to check out that weird thing)

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-02 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
[that's a funny little device, but he's not about to object to more light or a friendly-sounding voice.]

I'm fine. Are you? Have you seen anyone else in here?

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erranthero: (Surprise/Fear)

Look no farther for converters. III-ish

[personal profile] erranthero 2016-01-01 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[As Luke starts carving through some of the trash, he'll hear the familiar buzzing snap of another lightsaber carving through metal. And quite a lot of swearing. A lot of swearing, expletives in Huttese, Sullustan, and Galactic Basic among them, though some may be so dated that it's hard to pick up anything more than intent.]

Yeah! Kriffing...eugh! Is that a bag of diapers!

[And assuming that wave of irritability is not enough to stop him, he'll find himself looking down a slope at a young woman in dark plasteel armor, slogging her way up the trash hill and away from the incinerator as fast as she can. Perhaps more curiously she's carrying a pair of lightsabers, one green and one red, both blazing away as she cuts through trash that gets in her way.

Her eyes flicker up as he comes into view, and her step quickens.]


Hells. Skywalker?!
antecede: (↺ lol who needs rest)

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-02 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
[his head snaps up when he hears the hum of other lightsabers, his curiosity only growing at the expletives. the datedness makes them kind of hard to make out, but the sounds are, at least, undeniably familiar -- more familiar than anything else he's heard out here so far. while the sound of lightsabers has him on edge (all the users he knows about are dead, after all, and some of them were sith), the undeniable sound of huttese is enough to make him suspect this other person isn't imperial. he hurries to get a look at this person, coming into view just before she sees him.

he's never seen anyone carry a pair of lightsabers before, least of all with those two colors. they seem mismatched, wrong, but the woman herself doesn't give him any sense of evil. the fact that she, a total stranger, recognizes him isn't too odd at least. after yavin, after years in the war, after endor, he's pretty used to being recognized by just about anyone.]


That's right. [his voice is neutral, wary, and his hand isn't far from the hilt of his lightsaber. just in case.] I'm afraid I don't recognize you, though.

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corona: (‣ to stay here anymore)

iii

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-01 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hopefully Luke doesn't mind projectiles flying in his direction. Namely, in this case, a handful of Knight Burger wrappers used to cushion a piece of pipe Rapunzel found laying off to one side. It's not the best throw in the world... She's crouched behind a pathetic little mountain of trash and using it as a barricade of sorts to protect herself from the eerie glow and its accompanying shadow. ]

Who - who's asking?
antecede: (↺ what could go wrong?)

1/2

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-02 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
[luke moves on pure instinct at first, only registering that some kind of projectiles are headed in his direction. he catches them with his lightsaber, tearing them to pieces, and...only then noticing that they're some wadded up papery wrappers that weren't even aimed directly at him.

whoops.]
antecede: (↺ well that's not creepy)

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-02 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
[he hesitates, but the uncertainty flickering in her voice is enough to make him lower his lightsaber so that it's pointed at the ground -- just harmlessly giving off light.]

I'm not here to hurt you. I want to help you. I promise.

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LOUD NOISES also iii!! and spoilers inevitably...

[personal profile] lightrays 2016-01-02 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ Perhaps the dim glow of a lightsaber up ahead should be a source of comfort, but it's really not. Her nerves are frayed and she's just about had it with surprises, and in spite of her lack of knowledge on the subject, Rey knew from the legends what sort of people were supposed to carry a lightsaber. Both seemed impossible right now, but then again, all of this seemed impossible, and yet here she was.

At least the green blade is unfamiliar to her - then again, Rey had only ever seen two lightsabers in her life, one of which was tucked carefully - secretly - at her side.

A cautionary note in her voice as she grips her staff and the light grows nearer. ]
Who are you? [ A silent, steeling breath. ] Are you with the resistance?

[ She can only just see a face scowling in the light. ]
antecede: (↺ not a wise moment)

GIMME SPOILERS reeeeyyyyy (◕‿◕✿)

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-02 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[luke pauses when he hears her voice. that naked wariness she gives off is enough reason to slow and try not to scare her; that's not what luke is here to do, and it's enough to remind him, again, to be centered in a place of peace. to reach inside for that place of absolute quiet, where the whispers of the force (of the universe, of life) can be heard, and to put those around him at ease as well. he's no yoda or ben, but upholding this legacy has been left to him and him alone to do.

he takes a breath, and the sour expression fades.]


Yes, that's right. I'm with the Rebel Alliance. [he's met more people unfamiliar with their galaxy than those who'd know what that means today, but it feels right to be honest. stealth is an ally to any rebel, but he doubts these CERES people accidentally brought him here. it's not that he really believes he's any more special than any other rebel, but he knows the kind of effect the words "jedi" or "skywalker" can have on people now.] My name is Luke Skywalker. I want to help you.

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[personal profile] risingforce 2016-01-02 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Obi-Wan isn't very happy about this situation either. It sounds like this is some sort of game, and he's not sure how he got here, or more importantly, where his master is. He's been looking for Qui-Gon for awhile with no luck when a man stops him to ask a question, a question he'd like to know the answer to himself.

He shakes his head.
] I don't know either. I've never heard of a planet or system called Tellus before. [Telos, yes, but not Tellus.]
antecede: (↺ trying to look cool)

omg

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-02 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Me neither.

[luke shakes his head ruefully, and...tries not to stare. something about this person is very familiar, but any reason why doesn't immediately occur to him.

unless obi-wan's dressed in his robes, which would at least offer a hint.]


I don't even know how exactly I got here.

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insurgent: all commissioned from manual | dnt. (000)

iii; spoilers!!

[personal profile] insurgent 2016-01-03 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh a cool ass jedi just helped save him from a pile of shit sweet deal ]

[ it's a lot to take in, at the very least, especially given the last people he knows to hold a lightsaber that colour are out of commission or on a mission. granted, poe doesn't have extensive jedi knowledge, but he knows that blue is helluva better sign than red and, thus, a safe bet, if he's feeling reckless (and when isn't he, from crash-landing to trash-landing). with hardly any thought, he instinctively responds to Luke's call, voice steady and smile, grateful. ]

Starfighter Corps, Black Leader Poe Dameron, sir. [ because this dude is a jedi?? so he must be important-ish if he's one of the last.

a glance poe's way will confirm his story, if the orange jumpsuit is anything to go by. his helmet rolled off somewhere during his fall, with finding it slipping lower on his priority list, after teaming up with a jedi and finding a way out. ]
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antecede: (↺ intense background eyerolling)

poooeeeee

[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-03 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[luke isn't sure he remembers a black leader or a poe dameron with the alliance, but he doesn't doubt poe's response. the truth is clearly visible, from his pilot's outfit to the ring of honesty that ripples through the force. to, being frank, the calm and cheerful demeanor when he's been kidnapped by droids and thrown into a trash heap.

he nods at poe, extinguishing his blade for now and hooking the hilt back onto his belt, taking a few steps closer to poe with a faint smile. luke's all-black outfit reads more monk than commander, if that level of detail is even visible in all this darkness, but he approaches poe with confidence.]


I'd sure like an X-wing right about now. [but he isn't too optimistic that poe's got his starfighter here with him, and has to suppress a sigh. at least the imperials hadn't had a garbage incinerator aboard the death star. if there's any way their situation could've been worse at that moment, that would've been it.] How long have you been down here?
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[personal profile] notsosolo 2016-01-04 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Now there's a voice that he hasn't heard in a while. A rather welcome one, really.]

Well, kid, remember when our lives were simple?

[Okay they were never simple. But this is a new level of complication.]
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[personal profile] antecede 2016-01-04 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[that voice earns an immediate grin, luke taking a few steps to close the distance between them somewhat.]

Almost makes you miss the Imperial garbage mashers, doesn't it?

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[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.]