
Welcome to CERES' new dating experience -- ABOMIDate (Catchy, huh?). They've found that they're a little concerned with everyone's ability to... connect with denizens of different species, and in a place like Cerealia that is full of aliens, that's a Big Problem! After all, it's pretty clear by now that there are a lot of things about your friendly neighborhood aliens that you just know nothing about. What else do you not know? That the greeting of a Faswwg is face licking? That feathered species require mating dances to woo? That [REDACTED] needs [REDACTED] to [REDACTED]? So clearly, the way to fix this problem is...to practice dating other species!
Namely eldritch abominations! In CERES' experience, eldritch abominations really sum up the full interspecies dating way of life and provide you a variety of different species (and orifices) to enjoy.
So it's time to put on some proper music -- no, not that, that's not right. There, that's better. Anyway, time to put on some sexy background music, and woo the monster of your dreams!
 [ horrifying noises of nightmares and despair ]
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PHASE I [ 8 00 ] Welcome to the new and improved Abominable Dating, CERES’ brand new virtual dating experience! The first thing you will see will be a character select screen, because CERES wants you to get to the dating part right away. Don’t worry, there are a lot of beautiful and handsome candidates to choose from so feel free to jump right in! There’s this fellow, or this dashing lass and even a hidden character who is... not really all that hidden if they’re right there to be picked, but there you go!
You have to pick one. There’s no other option, I’m afraid.
And once you do, you’ll end up in a room with your date, dressed up in beautiful, date-like clothing. Unfortunately, everyone else who picked that date will also be in the room with you, also dressed up and prepared for dating.
This is awkward.
It gets even more awkward when your date decides that you look like a great main course. Watch out for those claws/teeth/limbs/etc! Maybe you can work together to take down your starving date, sad as that sounds.
PHASE II [ 10 00 ] No dating game would be complete without stat boosting sessions. Regardless of how you feel about your current date, you’re locked into the game now (and hopefully not while covered in the blood of your date themselves, though they just come back even if you managed to kill them), and the game is picking a stat it thinks you need to work on. Either your intelligence is deplorable, your charisma is totally lacking, or your strength is at noodly-arm levels. That’s pretty bad. (It doesn’t matter what your actual intelligence, charisma or strength are, the game might be making things up at this point.)
Because of this, you’re going to be automatically tossed into a mini-game to increase those stats! This will be fun, absolutely. Nothing but Fun here in ViViD. So regardless of what the game thinks you’re lacking, it’s going to throw you into the same mini-game -- eldritch abomination make-over sessions.
You'll show up at a row of dressing rooms, each marked with a sign above the door reading NO INTELLIGENCE or NO STRENGTH or NO CHARISMA in bright red letters. Choosing the right one (embrace your shame) will reveal your initial date to you. They bat their eyelashes in greeting and growl out a very sultry, Will you help me, senpai?
Time to get to work!
You won’t be able to leave the mini-game until the monster is completely satisfied with its makeover, so it’s time to really tap in to your inner fashion sense. Of course, the fact that you’re all trying to apply makeup to the same monster might make this hard, but you can surely all get along, right?
Right?
PHASE III [ 18 00 ] At first, you were on a date. Finally, you, your monster, candelight. Everything was going right until... well, you made a bad dialogue choice. They asked you what your favorite food was, you accidentally picked "Italian" (or maybe picked it on purpose which makes this even worse!) and then things went dark.
When you wake up, you'll find yourself in a cage. The room is dark and dank and there's no light other from the crack of a door somewhere up a flight of stairs. You're in a cage in a basement and there's a key glinting on the table right across the room there. Is it for your cage?
Welcome to the Yandere Route.
You might not actually be alone though. The cage isn't terribly big but there's enough room for someone else and if you shift around a little, you'll bump into them. Maybe you should share some woes of the eldritch horror dating experience. Maybe you should try and find a way out! Who knows? But there's one thing for sure:
You're both extremely naked.
Good luck!
PHASE IV [ 18 30 ] You did it. You’ve gotten to the end of the game, or nearly. You’ve earned up enough affection points somehow. Maybe it was through the eldritch abomination following you around to trying to eat you or maybe it really, really, really liked your makeover. Maybe there was that thing and the cage and some weird pictures it took -- who knows! But now it’s time for the inevitable scene.
The confession scene.
Except... well, ViViD can’t do confession scenes very well. You'll find yourself there in the schoolyard, dressed in the appropriate school uniforms but...
For one thing, there’s a heavy shower of rose petals. A heavy shower. They’re everywhere. They might get in your mouth and face, they’re pooling around your knees, it's a rose petal flood and you're about to drown!
For another, the eldritch abomination you chose to romance is getting closer and... closer. And closer. And that sure is a lot of teeth, huh? Is it coming in for a kiss or to eat off your face? It’s... really hard to tell with all the rose petals, isn’t it?
To make matters even worse, you can’t move -- you’re locked into the scene until it comes to its proper conclusion. The game is stuck and you're here, suffering through it all. Well, you're suffering unless someone comes and rescues you, but who in the world would interrupt a touching scene like this to do that?!
BONUS [ why o'clock ] You know you have to get dressed up nicely for your date. It's an important one! Third date means third base, after all. So, you’re shoved into a closet, and surrounded by tons and tons of choices to pick from. You're spoiled for choice!
But, well... no matter what you put on, or even if you just elect to stay in your regular clothing, it changes as soon as you step out of the closet to meet your date.
Don’t worry, you look adorable.
It can’t be taken off, of course. So you’d better get comfy, because you’re going to be a pink dinosaur for your third date and... your fourth date. And your fifth. Hell, you might still be a pink dinosaur when it comes time to confess! How... cute.
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It should. But since this is a game, they probably have ways to make sure they just get up again. It's not real after all.
... I hate to ask, but that costume...
/sparkles in ur direction
What, you never heard of 'pajama day' at work or something? It's totally a thing people are doing, okay?!
[Yusuke why are you getting so defensive about your outfit, you know it looks stupid...
He chances a glance back in Shiki's direction as the rest of her words sink in, an incredulous expression flitting across his face.]
Hold on, are you serious right now? What the hell are we supposed to do if they want to get past first base? Keep an eye on them and keep knocking them out whenever they recover?
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[What a crude joke with such a dull tone too, Shiki, honestly... She wipes her knife on her jacket and sheathes it into the back of her obi.]
In any case, I have no clue. I don't play games.
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Yeah, well-- I don't either, on both ends. I mean, I've played games, but not the kinds made for guys who still live in their mom's basement. Not that any of them would get their rocks off consenting to these guys, but still...
If we're going by game logic, doesn't that mean if we knock 'em out, they're out of the picture? I dunno if stabbing them a ton will make the game-- I dunno, crash or something.
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[Gotta get that dolla's worth eeey]
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That's why they call it work, don't they? People usually don't just give money away for free. Be nice if they did, though...
Honestly? It's kinda nice getting paid to kick these things in the ass. Beats getting the snot punched out of you for just a 'good job' and a pat on the back.
[Yusuke, this is a dating sim, you're not getting paid to beat them up....]
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Ah, well. I'm not dating anything with more arms than me.
You gonna try and leave the classroom or not? Might be more to this section than choosing a date.
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Aw, don't say that! More arms mean more hands, y'know. Think of all the fun things it can do!
[He snickers a bit at that, obviously joking, although the laughter tapers off as she points out a Very Good Point. He cups a hand around his chin, brow furrowed slightly in thought.]
... actually... I didn't stop and think about that? I was so caught up in making sure I didn't get a nine-inch tongue down my throat that I didn't think of what to do after I kicked it's face in. What else would there be out there, anyway? Monster teachers? Monster clubs?
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There has to be more out there than this. Wouldn't be much of a fancy electronic game if that were the case.
[Pretty sure it runs on more than electricity Shiki, please...]
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You wanna go and investigate it, then? I'm not crazy about wandering around any schools, but it
may have some interesting stuff lying around.
... that, or we can find a way to get outta this thing without having to get cozy with Nightmare Fuel over there.
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If you're gonna go look, then go look. I have a feeling we might just circle back to this place, but might as well make sure.
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[Aaaand he's going to be following after, twice as cool as Shiki because he has a bombass dinosaur onesie.]
I dunno how this thing is set up, but it kinda makes me wonder if there's a limit or an edge here. Y'know, something where the people making it got too lazy to make rooms for these other classrooms, so they're just... doors to nothing, or something.