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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!

coastal: (✧ YELLS IN DISTRESS)

ota!

[personal profile] coastal 2016-01-01 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ PHASE I : the thirst is real. ]

[It burns.

The thing is that she's not really talking about the smell of the trash, that doesn't really register just yet. Lili's waking up and she's confused and she's discombobulated, absolutely, but the very first thing that's on her mind is that her throat burns. It hurts to breathe.

But a few, miraculous seconds later, she feels something cool fall on her face and that snaps her back into reality. One drop. Two. She looks up and it's raining and she's immediately scrambling to her feet as if that'll do anything to bring her closer to the source of the rain.

Here's this girl, standing in the middle of the trash, cupping her hands together and raising them to the sky and then bringing whatever collected whatever there is to her lips as if it's her only hopes for survival.

Probably because it is. Help a girl out if you've got your hands on a cup or something?

Alternatively later, when she regains enough strength to move around again without nearly falling over, she's rushing over to the nearest person with tears stinging at her eyes. There's water but at the same time it's tauntingly not enough. When she speaks, her voice is scratchy and weak, barely above a whisper.]


Please... something clean to....

[And she tries to explain what she? Wants? She points up at the sky to where the rain is falling? Her eyes get a little wide with her concern for her own state of being. HELP. SHE'S LITERALLY SO THIRSTY, THIS IS NOT A DRILL.]

[ PHASE III : embarrassment level over 9000. ]

[When she's feeling more like herself -- she's less and less willing to be passive about all this nonsense. She's screaming as the chute falls beneath her feet and she's emptied into a furnace. Alone. By herself. For a second, she's paralyzed with fear--

And then she's grabbing onto the nearest person.]


You! Are you interested in just dying here?! If not, help me--

[And then the incinerator stalls. The firey glow disappears.

Lili lets go. She turns away.

.... She's just going to pretend like she never even acknowledged this other person now. Don't mind her face being red as she's working on digging herself out of trash. She'll just walk away from this entire thing on her own if you'll let her. WE NEARLY DIED TOGETHER BUT IT'S OK NOW, BYE.]


[ BONUS : we're not friends. ]

[On the list of things that Lili wanted: NOT THIS.

She's stiffening immediately when she wakes up and there is someone unbearably close to her and listen, she doesn't get touched much. Ever. So this is something entirely knew and her first response is to use both of her hands to SHOVE VIOLENTLY AND BLINDLY.

She's a little on edge.]


Get away from me, brute! Cretin!

[Okay, but were the insults really necessary?]
pseudonyms: (And I've been waiting for so long)

Rise Kujikawa | Persona 4

[personal profile] pseudonyms 2016-01-01 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
Phase I

[Ew. Ew, ew, ew. After the shock that came from being dropped straight into a pile of trash (and the lovely introduction from the talking pile of trash?) Rise’s just about had it. This isn’t where she wanted to end up and it looks like the only way out is to wade through the wasteland and find a way out of here.

Gagging softly and gingerly stomping her way out of the trash, she flings a stray banana peel out of her hair as she begins to make her way down the sidewalks, sidestepping more piles of trash. She’s not so much afraid of the bugs or the rats, but she’s growing more annoyed by the minute. However, she takes one more step and the trash heap starts to give way. Acting more on instinct, she suddenly jumps and grabs onto the nearest person…

…and sends both of them falling down into the sewer. Whoops.]


I’m so sorry. [A pause.] Hey. The smell’s not as bad down here, is it?

[Let’s just hope the two of you can come up with a plan to get out of here.]

Phase IV

[Luckily she’s managed to make her way out of the sewers and avoided the trash drones. Not-so-luckily, she still doesn’t have a clue how to log out of the game. And maybe she would have avoided the dumpster, too, if it hadn’t been for the fact that she spotted a pair of familiar, pink cat-eye glasses sticking out of what looks like a paper cup still half-full of cola. How they ended up there, she’s unsure, but she knows she has to rescue them before anybody else can grab them.

It’s with a huge amount of regret that she climbs and she jumps right into the dumpster, slipping on a banana peel (and hey, wasn’t that the one that was in her hair earlier?) and landing flat on her butt in a pile of half-eaten pizza and old newspapers with a loud, upset wail. This was not going according to plan. She crawls closer to the paper cup, eagerly dumping it out before realizing…there’s nothing in it. There’s nothing in it and now there’s sticky cola all over her hand and the cup itself seems to have stuck to her, too. She waves her hand around to try and pull the thing off, growing more frustrated by the minute.]


Ooh…c’mon! Let go! [And in all of her shaking of her hand, she winds up losing balance and slipping to fall. Again. Please help her out of here…]

Bonus

[Her head was spinning as she continued to walk, hoping to come across somebody she could get some answers from. There were spots dancing in her vision, and for a brief moment she thinks of trying to summon Kanzeon to enact Healing Wave but she doesn’t get that far before she finds herself falling into the next level.

When she comes to, the first thing she notices is the fact that she’s stuck. Belatedly then she realizes she’s stuck with another person and she wiggles to try and break free before frowning at the realization it’s too strong. Maybe she should just make the best of it, and she turns toward her trash-mate.]


Sooo…how should we take this off? [There has to be a way to do it, right? Right.]
Edited 2016-01-01 00:57 (UTC)
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Yagami Hikari ☼ Digimon Adventure

[personal profile] givesalittlewhistle 2016-01-01 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
PHASE I

[Hikari had been forced to sleep on some uncomfortable surfaces recently--the pile of dirt down in the sewers immediately came to mind--but this? This was the worst yet.]

[Wincing as something dull but pointed poked at her back, the eight-year-old slowly sat up. And glanced around. Tailmon was still unconscious at her feet. Otherwise, she saw nothing but...garbage. Piles upon piles of wood and concrete and rotting food and bits and scraps of metal and plastic. That, in and of itself, didn't bother her quite so much as the slow realization that...she couldn't remember how she'd gotten here.]

[Rising to her feet, she tried vainly to brush some of the grime from her shirt. Tailmon stirred, and she knelt down in hopes of waking the poor little digimon. When that didn't work, Hikari picked her up and held her close to her chest. Subconsciously, Tailmon burrowed that much further into her chest, seeking the warmth from her lithe frame. It was no wonder she was so tired. The last thing Hikari remembered...they had defeated Piemon. A harrowing battle, during which time--at one point--it had been down to just herself and Takeru. The two youngest, and only a single digimon between them. A seemingly hopeless situation...or, at least, it would have been, if it hadn't been the Bearer of Hope himself protecting her.]

[Only now, it seemed, even Takeru wasn't here.]

[No one was. She took a few steps, head darting around in search of a familiar face. In search of Taichi. Sora. Koushiro. Jou. Yamato. Mimi. Anyone.]


Hello? Is anyone there?

[The only response was for the clouds above to open up and...unleash a cold downpour of rain. She was soaked within a matter of seconds.]



Phase IV

[The drones had been pretty scary. The incinerator, more so.]

[Then came the realization that, somehow, along the way, she'd lost her whistle. It had been hanging around her neck the last time she checked, hanging right beside her Crest of Light. Now it was gone. Hikari sharply inhaled once, her heart beating just a little bit faster at the awful thought of having lost it. Her eyes stung with the threat of tears. She always had that whistle with her. Always. Ever since she was a little girl, tweeting at her big brother when she didn't always feel like talking.]


Where could it have gone, Tailmon? I--ah!

[Relief washed over her when she caught sight of it. There, at the bottom of a dumpster. How it gotten there, she couldn't guess, but she was more than willing to jump inside in order to...to...]

[She thought she had it. That silver whistle. Only, when she finally picked it up, she realized it was...just an old piece of tinfoil.]

[Worse than that, it was now stuck to her hand. And it wasn't coming off]




BONUS!

[She wasn't coughing this time, at least. And she didn't feel warm; she made sure to check. Several times.]

[And yet...the longer they walked, Tailmon faithfully at her side...the longer they went without encountering another soul...the dizzier Hikari started to feel. Light-heated. The world spinning around her. It was different than the last time. Only not really. But she couldn't have been sick--maybe she was just getting a little tired--and so, without a word, she pushed on. Not wanting to stop for fear of missing out on finally running into--]

[Eventually, the dizziness grew too much for her to bear. The last thing she heard before collapsing was the sound of her ever faithful companion calling out her name:]


Hikari!
Edited 2016-01-01 03:36 (UTC)
dawnsprincess: Yona jumps and screams in embarrassment (Angry: WHAAAAT)

BONUS!

[personal profile] dawnsprincess 2016-01-01 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Yona's first feeling upon waking up is intense relief. Finally, another person! She had been wandering for so long on her own ...

Her second feeling was hands on her breasts. The fact that they were pushing her away didn't immediately register.]



AAAAAAAAAH!

[She flailed, trying to get the hands off of her, back away, get some space, but that just ended up choking her. Why is she inside a bag?!?!?]
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Merlin | BBC Merlin

[personal profile] sortileges 2016-01-01 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
( 1: 6:00 aka what's recycling tbh?? )

[ Every footstep feels like slush under his feet, dirty to the point where it's hard to even breathe. He's woken up after being knocked out with his face in horse poop before but this is just taking the cake. It's hard to even come around, the stench so disgusting it would probably be easy enough to just pass out.

But. Something isn't right. Merlin presses his hands against his face, tries to think of where he was last and how this could even be possible. He can't even imagine where he is though, anything further than that seems impossible right now. The information at the start hadn't done much to help... the technology here is way more than he can fathom in one go and he already has way too much to worry about without all of this. ]


No... something, something isn't right here. [ His hands fly up into his hair and he half turns on the spot, squinting past more and more piles of trash. A rat scuttles over his foot now, but he doesn't seem bothered about it at all. That's when he spots you. ] You wouldn't happen to have any idea where this is, would you?

( 2: 8:00 aka when did trash get this sophisticated?? )

[ Right. What a load of fun this is. One thing he knows he's trying to save a kingdom from Morgause and Morgana, protect Arthur and now he's knees deep in... trash. Or was, before he gets pulled up by one of the drones. It's a little unnerving when dragon is pretty much your only way to fly where he's from.

For a moment it's almost comical as his legs kick out and he tries to pull at his shirt. ]
A-alright, you've had your fun, come on... [ Only this isn't a joke, is it? A hesitant glance to his left is where he finds you, another person hauled up by one of these things. ] So... uh. [ He swallows, glances up at the metal latched onto him, quickly looks back before you're lost again amongst all the dirt of this place. ] Not a friend of yours either, then?

[ Well, duh. ]

( 3: 11:25 aka how many times before merlin stops getting into trouble tbh )

[ The question here isn't "what is your escape plan? and is sadly more twisted towards "how long does it take for someone passed out and in danger to wake up when they're about to die?". A long few seconds, is the answer. When the ground shifts Merlin's eyes slowly open, somehow having been knocked out on the way down. He sniffs at first, scrunching his brow at everything comes rushing back to him--mostly the smell.

He scrambles up within seconds, eyes darting around to work out what was going on. The incinerator isn't difficult to miss, nor is the person next to him.

Quick thinking. Quick thinking. He can't risk using his magic whilst in this kind of close proximity but--

That's when the ground stops. Merlin's shoulders slacken, relief floods his face. ]


So maybe one thing is worki- [ Spoke too soon. ]

( 4: wildcard! aka choose another phase, the bonus or re-do 1, 2 or 3! )
falsecrown: (/backhugged)

I!!!

[personal profile] falsecrown 2016-01-01 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Fortunately, Ninurta just happens to turn around as Lili approaches him, which means she doesn't have to do much to get his attention. Actually there's probably no one else around in this eternal trash heap to even distract him so... He blinks at her in confusion, his hood raised to hide his horns. ah, but she's pointing to the rain and -- SHE SURE LOOKS DESPERATE... That gets him to think a little faster, and fortunately for the both of them he understands immediately.]

Oh -- ! [He should... probably think about this, but Lili doesn't seem like she's in any shape to wait for him to weigh the pros and cons for using magic so openly. So after a brief moment of hesitation, Ninurta holds his hand out and mutters a quick phrase. The air shines and condenses over his palm, creating several small ice cubes... he's an ice dude sORRY LILI. He gestures for Lili to hold her hands out so he can give them to her...]

I'm sorry... I wish I had a bottle for you to drink from, but this is the most I can do. [there are probably bottles lying around but uh.... she asked for something clean!!]
konpeidou: (take what the water gave me)

kondou isami | wasurenagusa

[personal profile] konpeidou 2016-01-01 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
( phase i. )
[ whatever you were doing in trash hell, you're about to be rudely interrupted. in a trash mountain nearby, there's the sound of junk shifting and falling, then a warning yelp from a figure that.. appears to be surfing down the heap on a car door, followed by an avalanche of trash. ]


Get out of the way!

[ whether you react quickly or not, the figure leaps off the door at the last second and shoots past, urging you on with a quick gesture. ] Hurry! [ you know, unless you want to be buried under the impending landslide. ]


( phase iii. )
[ honestly, kondou has spent most of the day confused and a little alarmed, but now it's all just getting ridiculous. he'd been in the process of digging himself out of the latest heap, searching for people a little too near that enormous furnace, when everything just.. stopped.

.. what..?

for a moment, he's silent, staring at the no longer quite so imposing flames, before planting a hand on a hip, the other lifting to pick what looks like a piece of paper out of his hair. ]


Honestly. [ he crosses to the closest sign of life, then offers a hand down with a friendly, still slightly puzzled smile. ] Shall we leave before it decides to eat us, after all?


( wildcard. )
[ idk man hit me with any other trashy options u got. ]
tiarae: (And sing)

Usagi Tsukino l Sailor Moon

[personal profile] tiarae 2016-01-01 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Phase 1:

[The first thing that hits her is the smell. It's awful, making Usagi scrunch up her nose and attempt to cover it and breathe through her mouth as she all but gags. Ugh.....

This place was such a dump. Wait. Dump? What was she doing here and how did she even get here in the first place? Where was everyone? Ami and the others, Mamoru....? It doesn't seem like they are around, at least not within her field of vision. Nothing for it but to pick herself up and attempt to find some way out. Grumbling all the while, of course.]


This is so disgusting! And where is everyone anyway? Ami-chan? Rei-chan? Mako-chan? Minako-chan? M-Mamo-chan.....? Even Luna?

[And then the rain starts. Well. This is just perfect. She sulks, half wanting to cry and half hugging herself, sniffing as she just glares up at the sky and the clouds. Really?]

Phase IV

[Still hopelessly lost, Usagi tries to keep going. To keep telling herself she'll find some way out and get back home somehow. To Mamoru, to her friends, to her family.

It's only then that she realizes something is missing. Her brooch. That realization sends her to a slight panic. She can't transform without that. Plus, it has the Silver Crystal with it. She needs that!

Out the corner of her eye, she spots it, dashing rapidly over, tripping once or twice but ignoring that, any subsequent scrapes and pain from it as she gets back up and reaches for the brooch.

Only to find it is just some junk. An old soda can. That she cannot seem to get rid of or let go of. Meaning she's stuck.

Stuck and being rather loudly, vocally irritated by this fact.]


Get...off...stupid soda!

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[personal profile] 2cool4guardian 2016-01-01 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Merlin's hands aren't the only thing flying up in the air, there's also a white-haired boy floating upside down and seriously thinking about a good answer to that question, finger tapping his cheek and everything. If Merlin feels worried... he has the right to be.]

I'd say you've gotten into the weird side of ViViD, but that probably applies to the whole thing. So... welcome to the weirder side of ViViD?

[Nailed it.]
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IV

[personal profile] covenantal 2016-01-01 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ That voice.... there's no way. It couldn't be, could it?

This is one of the more miserable levels ViViD has come up with a while, and Yu has been sorely regretting his choice to log in for this one. At least, until he hears that voice cry out from a nearby dumpster. He's picking up into a jog before he even realizes it, skidding to a stop and grabbing onto the edge with both hands as he peers inside.

Is he... holding onto a broken golf club? Pay that no mind. He stares at Rise in open shock, and then starts to smile. ]


I thought I recognized your voice.

[ He'll hold out a hand to her, to help her climb out. ]
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Elle Mel Marta | Tales of Xillia 2 | ota!

[personal profile] timesout 2016-01-01 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
PHASE II-A

[ There's not just one drone in the air, but TWO, one for Elle and one for a lazy, fat cat by the name of Rollo. That's right, these two come in a package deal. ]

H-Hey! Let go of me, you scary freaks! I'm not garbage, I'm a person! Isn't that right, Rollo?!

[ Meanwhile, as the 8 year old girl flails around in the air, she looks over to the cat who... doesn't seem all that distressed about their situation. ]

...Rollo said yes! [ Whatever, she can speak for him!!! Although, someone should really save this duo before they end up being dropped in one of the chutes. ]


PHASE II-B

[ Let's be real, even if someone managed to save Elle earlier, she has the luck of a Kresnik to find herself captured by a drone anyway, eventually finding herself and Rollo at the bottom of the recycling chute.

It's a good thing she's determined, even for a helpless child. Elle doesn't waste any time as she hatches a plan to get help from the outside... by attempting to throw a really fat cat up the chute. GET SOME HELP, ROLLO!! Unfortunately, her lack of strength and balance shows, and Elle just ends up falling back into a pile of plastic bottles with Rollo on top of her. ]


T-This isn't gonna work...


BONUS

[ THANKS for finally organizing somebody to supervise this child, CERES. Good job! The downside? Unless you're the same size as Elle, which is unlikely, she'll just be hanging off your back or side like a bratty little koala.

At least Rollo is free to move. ]


Hey you, put me down already! [ Have a weak little girl flailing around as she tries to give you the most intimidating mean glare. She is pretty mean, though. ]

You smell! [ See? Then again, she's not any better off herself by now. ]
sortileges: (14)

[personal profile] sortileges 2016-01-01 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Weirder side of ViViD hardly seems to help right now, especially with a young boy floating around beside him. The only explanation he can think of is that he's dreaming, but he's pretty sure he doesn't remember going back to sleep after that weird notification before. ]

Right. [ Maybe agreeing will help this all fall into place? Nope. Nada. No chance there. ]

You know, none of this really makes any sense. [ He cuts off, distracted. ] I mean... How are you doing that?

[ Because no one sane wants to walk on trash like this. ]
blazeit: (that little bastard!!!!!!)

Katsuki Bakugou | My Hero Academia

[personal profile] blazeit 2016-01-01 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
PHASE II
[ He's so fucking pissed, some stupid little robot drone like this would be a total joke to him usually, but he's never played a game like this and he had no idea to expect and anyway, the point is that according to this level he is garbage and he is being dumped in the garbage by one of those drones with a loud, emphatic: ]

FUCK!!

[ And then he makes impact with a garbage heap.

... And he just kind of stays in the garbage heap for a few, long moments before there's an actual explosion and trash goes flying everywhere. And out of this garbage supernova emerges: this guy. ]


THIS IS THE SHITTIEST JOKE I'VE EVER BEEN INFLICTED WITH IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

PHASE III
[ .... To be fair, he doesn't even really mind fire much. It helps him get his quirk going, but like seriously?

Seriously.

He feels genuinely disrespected by a video game, of all things. For a few moments, he just stops and puts his head in his hands and looks like he might have a damn breakdown. ]


I changed my mind.

This is the shittiest joke I've ever been inflicted with in my whole life.

[ .... the ground is still moving beneath him

....... well, to be fair, it'll probably take like fifteen minutes for him to reach his fiery death at this rate, but still, he should probably move... ]

w h y
[ There really is only one thing he has to ask about this. ]

What the hell does this have to do with recycling.
Edited 2016-01-01 02:01 (UTC)
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okuni kumou | rengoku ni warau

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-01 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
phase I

[Don't look now but there sure is one battery-driven toy car racing down a pile of trash and about to collide with your ankles!! Where did this come from?? The culprit seems to be one Okuni Kumou, sitting down and absorbed with the tiny joystick she's manipulating with one hand. Maybe she didn't mean it? Then she looks up, all innocence, even as she jerks the joystick to the side to try and send the car spinning wildly over your foot. whoops... ]

phase II

[Because Okuni's nothing if not adaptable, right? RIGHT.]

[Okuni sits on top of an impressively large trash pile, almost as if she was in the middle of building one to climb out of the chute. But considering the fact that she's just sitting there... maybe she got tired?? maybe she just wanted a relatively non-slimy place to sit and peer down at her fellow drone-wrapped comrades. because that's all she sure is doing... sitting and watching.]

[until she tilts her head and presses a hand to her mouth, letting out a clear titter of laughter... at who??? you??? well, she sure is looking at you. why is she laughing though who invited the mean girls squad here]


You look terrible. [she's no fresh spring daisy herself, but she's clearly not letting that stop her from criticizing your appearance!!]

bonus

[it's probably feeling kind of cramped strung up in this garbage bag, sorry. Okuni's got a lot of hair.]

Could you pick that knife up and hand it to me? [she points with her unencumbered arm at the kitchen knife near her partner's feet. ......why does she want it....]
pseudonyms: (We don't ever have to leave these walls)

[personal profile] pseudonyms 2016-01-01 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
[It sure could. Miserable doesn't even begin to describe the circumstances. She's trying to figure out how to stand up when the soda cup won't detach itself from her hand, but she doesn't have too long to dwell on that before she hears the familiar voice. She tilts her head back, eyes lighting up as she scrambles up suddenly.]

Senpai! [Ugh. That squish sure was her foot stomping on a half-eaten cheeseburger. She's matching his smile and she's trying to find a clear path to approach the edge of the dumpster when she looks at the object in his hand.] That's not the weapon I'm used to seeing you with. [Because she knows, Yu. She knows. Whatever, she's taking his hand now and trying to figure out how to haul herself out with one hand occupied.]
coastal: (✧ making it weird)

[personal profile] coastal 2016-01-01 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
[What. The voice is so familiar that Lili doesn't even register where exactly she's pushing and instead just pulls her hand away, blinking. Huh?!]

Yona....?! What do you think you're doing?

[Was this your idea?! ]
coastal: (✧ whiiiiiine)

[personal profile] coastal 2016-01-01 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ICE, ICE, BABY - but Lili's eyes are widening at the sudden appearance of ice cubes? What? Is this a hallucination? Except.... goodness, just even watching the condensation collect on the ice cubes makes her desperate. She barely has enough mind left to keep from just snatching the ice cubes from him and instead more than eagerly takes them once they're actually offered.

Look, she was raised better than that.]


Ah...!

[That is a soft sound that probably means 'thank you' but her throat still isn't working that much as she's instead opting for putting one of the ice cubes in her mouth. It starts to melt immediately and her eyes are watering again because when was the last time she had water. Oh god, she might start crying.]
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lop underbrush | oc | ota!

[personal profile] carcinoma 2016-01-01 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
phase i.

[ this isn't home. this isn't near his town. in fact, it's not anywhere even remotely recognizable. all he can see is trash and trash and more trash, and the stench is strong enough to give him a headache, and he can hear the sounds of too much machinery whirring away in the distance, and ... it's raining.

how does he even begin to process this.

one might find lop sitting right in the midst of a scattered garbage heap, water slowly dribbling down his hair. it's obvious he hasn't moved an inch since he was dumped down here, and he seems to be staring into the distance in some sort of shell-shocked trance.

though if anyone steps too close, he'll turn to face them in an instant, eyes wide and breaths coming shallow. your stereotypical deer -- or rabbit? -- in the headlights. ]


phase iii.

[ to most people, it would be obvious that the conveyor belt headed towards the raging inferno is barely moving at a crawl. but the adrenaline rush of sheer panic does a lot to dull one's thinking, and in his state of absolute terror, lop feels like he's being carried towards the incinerator at a mile a minute.

anyone located a bit further down the line's just going to hear the tap-tap-tap of rapidfire footsteps before lop comes barreling into them at an almost inhuman speed; he's failed to watch where he was going, whoops. but almost as soon as both people have toppled over, lop's back on his feet, tugging at his unfortunate victim's arm. ]


Quick -- we have to run --

[ might be a good idea to alert him to the slow pace of the incinerator belt, unless you like getting dragged behind a panicked rabbit. ]

phase iv.

Um ... excuse me?

[ if someone looks over at the sound of that meek call, they'll find lop standing there looking incredibly troubled. his left arm's missing, the sleeve of his shirt tied into a knot to keep the fabric from flapping around, and in his right hand, he's holding ... half of an acoustic guitar.

sure, it's relatively light and not too much trouble to drag around. but when you've only got one hand in the first place, having it occupied is a little troublesome.

lop manages a watery smile, sounding as fretful and nervous as he looks. ]


I'm sorry to bother you, but. I, ah ... I think I accidentally grabbed something with glue on it. Could I ask for your help in pulling it off? I'm afraid I couldn't find anywhere I could wedge it in to to pull it off myself ...

wildcard.

[ anything else ... ?! ]
falsecrown: (?? ok)

[personal profile] falsecrown 2016-01-01 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
[He looks immediately concerned at her watering eyes mostly because ??? MAYBE IT'S TOO COLD?? maybe she's dissatisfied... but there's little he can do right now, so he'll opt for hovering worriedly around her.]

How do you feel? Are you still thirsty? [would you like more lili...]
dawnsprincess: Hak examines Yona's hands (Awkward)

[personal profile] dawnsprincess 2016-01-01 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
What am I doing? You're the one groping me!

[Yona is so flustered by this that she doesn't notice that this stranger seems to know her...]
swordsitter: (i don't want to rest in peace)

iii!

[personal profile] swordsitter 2016-01-01 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ ugh why is CERES so terrible. why do these things happen to haru. why is his life so ridiculous!! all of these things are running through his head as he picks his way out of a pile of trash.

and then someone runs into him.

now haru's stronger than he looks, but that's not saying much. he's not even five feet tall and built roughly like a wisp, after all. so.. maybe unsurprisingly, he goes down like a sack of clumsy potatoes, yelping as he does so. he has just enough time to think that this day really can't get any worse before there's a hand on his wrist trying to either yank him upright or yank his arm right out of the socket. he gasps, feet sliding on the trash as he tries to get them under himself and rise. when he finally manages it, he looks surprisingly out-of-sorts and kind of annoyed for a tiny kid with no apparent capability to form expressions. ]


I-- What--? [ he's tugged along a few paces, stumbling, before he actually digs his heels in to try to stop them. ] Wait. It's not-- It's not moving that fast? [ a quick glance over his shoulder follows, though, just to make sure he hasn't missed anything. .. nope. it's still creeping along and then stopping.

and then he glances up and really gets a good look at this tall, lanky stranger. his first response is alarm, perhaps understandably, before pale green eyes soften. ]
Are you okay? [ maybe someone else would find the ears as startling as, well, everything else, but haru's a kid who's lived with spirits and monsters all his life. a rabbit-person is more normal to him than humans are. ]

[personal profile] 2cool4guardian 2016-01-01 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Jack? Being unhelpful? Surely you jest! He shrugs at first, as someone who has obviously gone through the craziness of ViViD enough times already. A pile of trash? Pretty harmless... so far.]

I'd tell you sense isn't important when you're having fun, but this isn't one of those actually fun ViViD levels sooo. [He gives his staff a whirl and now a breeze is blowing and ruffling Merlin's hair.] I command the wind. Need an airy hand?

[You think, Jack?]
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?
givesalittlewhistle: (pic#9802663)

phase 1

[personal profile] givesalittlewhistle 2016-01-01 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Hikari didn't recognize the voice. And was confused by that fact.]

[Until that moment, she'd figured they were in another part of the Digital World. A really, really gross part. Worse than the sewer systems they'd had to wander through back in Mugendramon's city. Except...this girl was human. And there shouldn't have been any other humans aside from the eight Chosen children.]


Are you lost too?

[She approached with a soft voice and fairly neutral expression. And a sleeping, white kitten with...strange paws and markings...clutched protectively to her chest.]
swirlied: (32)

phase ii!

[personal profile] swirlied 2016-01-01 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yuuri has just kind of resigned to his fate for the time being, looking up at chute and the long, long way he'll have to go if he wants to go out. But before he can actually think about starting to maybe form a plan, there's an explosion from not too far away.

And a familiar voice. Yuuri immediately runs over. ]


Bakugou!