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//TESTDRIVE4.0.EXE

MOONFESTCON 2014 PART I: Embracing Lunacy


It's that time of the season to praise the two moons of Cerealia. As they hang in the sky, looking harmless and moon-like, the robots and CERES staff have gathered together to prepare a fanciful celebration. It's primarily located in the Pleasure District where paper lanterns hang and where fireworks are starting to burst in the sky. Everyone is welcome to dress up and enjoy an evening of fantastic pleasures, platonic or otherwise.

"Good evening! As always, I'm pleased you all can join me. Do enjoy all the beverages being passed around along with the many services we have to offer, all there for your pleasure.

Take time to play in one of our many booths or just slip away and have a crazy evening. The moons bid it. Don't be shy."

//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I
[ 19:00 ] The festival begins promptly with a kick-off speech and a toast from Julius Vincere, encouraging everyone to celebrate beneath the two moons as they light the sky. The weather is crisp and beautiful, leaving them both in full view as their light cascades upon the festival. Around the district, there are several stands full of standard fair food (candy apples/corn dogs/ice cream/deep fried everything), games, and an assortment of many awkward prizes (if you're wondering what these are, do remember you're in the Pleasure District!). Also, there is alcohol everywhere, served to minors and adults alike.
PHASE II
[ 19:45 ] The music is playing loudly beneath the noises of the festival. Anyone approaching the speakers will notice a strange buzzing noise that keeps wavering. Then, the sound changes abruptly to the sound of pained moaning hidden within the song. It grows more pronounced by the second until the lights in the Pleasure District flicker off for a brief second. When they return, there is someone crawling out of the speaker. Your eyes squint, and you can see them briefly, the faint outlines of their form as their screaming escalates, only everyone else seems to be deaf to it. Only you can hear it, and you wonder how and why no one else is reacting. Is it just you? Are you hallucinating? Better get used to that feeling in Cerealia.
PHASE III
[ 20:00 ] Your friendly speaker friend up there doesn't seem to want to go away. (S)he keeps crawling out and disappearing throughout the evening, but it's easier to ignore as Julius takes to the stage. He has a special announcement for all. CERESdate (who sponsored this wonderful festival by the way) has agreed to set up all you vibrant, sexy Cerealia singles with some robot partners for the night. Want to escape? Too late. They're latching on and dragging you out to the dance floor to boogie down. Afterwards, they'll try and drag you to the nearby hotels for some extra loving. You are welcome to run at this point or comply happily.
PHASE IV
[ 21:03 ] Have you escaped the overzealous sex robots? Good, good! Now, it's time for the real fun. The holograms turn from PG images of the stars and surrounding moons and planets to a few fun images of various robot couples caught in absolute bliss. You may spot a clown mask in there or two, reminiscent of those who were running around causing a bit of trouble earlier. The images continue to get distorted as the clowns look like they're stretching their necks out of the image and reaching out towards you. The moaning from before returns.

Doesn't it get you in the mood? If it does and you'd like to find a partner for the night, a few CERESdate robots will be on hand to help fix you up with a partner, organic or otherwise. They're being quite insistent again because they want your credits.
BONUS
[ why:o'clock ] Have you ever been stalked by a condom-dispensing machine? Well, there's a first time for everything! These friendly contraptions are set up all over the Pleasure District, waiting for you to pass by before trailing after you very slowly. At first you don't notice. Every time you turn around, it stands stationery. But the moment you start to move, it just carefully rolls behind you. Watching. Waiting.
[ Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with trigger-y or inappropriate material and do let a mod know if your thread careens off into maiming or canoodling so we can lock the meme. ]

//RUN.EXE
Welcome to CEREALIA's fourth 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!


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[personal profile] firstcloud 2014-11-07 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He was just going to pick up Poko, what even.... ]

My what?

[ Kagemitsu is confused. His tanuki friend is, too. ]
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[personal profile] firstcloud 2014-11-07 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He enjoys drinking too, but in pleasant company (drinking with Hirari-niisan was just awkward) and not in large quantities. Poko doesn't drink at all because she's an animal and sure she's a spirit but that doesn't really matter. ]

Why would someone try to drink that much?
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[personal profile] cheats 2014-11-07 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, no, but he has no sense of responsibility.

[ Rude, Ciel. Also untrue, since Oz's responsibility is in sane areas, unlike your tiny grandpa self. ]

...But your point still stands, I admit. Without the usual formality, I suppose there's no reason to stick to it, but it's still a surprise.
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[personal profile] bigstick 2014-11-07 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ that's not even a thing, you piece of shit.

shut up, he sucked it up and asked for a cigarette like a real man. ]


Wait, what? For real? Since when, dude?

[ america did you legitimately not know his national animal was a bear, where have you been these last 500 years ]

Whatever, you're still ridic as fuck.
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[personal profile] nyet 2014-11-07 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ is too ]

Since the 16th century.

[ literally looking at america like he's the dumbest in the world. do you not even remember your cold war smear campaigns using bears. fucking everywhere bears. ]

And you are still as stupid as ever. [ drink. ] But I suppose it is comforting to know some things will never change.
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[personal profile] bigstick 2014-11-07 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ there is a bear in the woods ]

Huh. That's news to me.

[ if there is a bear. ]

Hey! That is uncalled for and unprecedented! But whatever, jerk. I guess if you wanting to believe I'm "stupid" makes you less butthurt about our world probably not even being a thing anymore, go ahead.

[ jfc america ]
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[personal profile] soulist 2014-11-07 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Phase 1 ]

[ This place is awkward and strange and weird. It reminds him of some of the redlight districts on Palma Ult to be honest. Not a place where an 18 year old teenaged solider usually visits too often. Cyrus doesn't really mind weird situations but this is a bit extreme even for him. He's not really paying attention to any of the food or the prizes for that matter. Especially the prizes, especially the prizes which get a flustered and otherwise sideways glance. It's just so out in the open...why. He stops with a pause as someone hands him a drink. Most of the time he brushes them off with his robotic left arm and that seems to do the trick. But on the one rare occasion that it doesn't he frown quite readily at the swirling clear liquid in his glass. It smells of alcohol a terribly potent concoction that someone like him would never drink in a million years. His face is scrunched up into a disgusted sneer and he takes a sip just so he can give off the air of actually drinking something.

But he'll choke right after, ugh, shit this is the worst. He hates his life sometimes. He was too antisocial for this shit, damn it. His hatred is masked readily with a stoic and otherwise unassuming facade. He just has to put up with it for a while longer, right? Parties don't last that long...right? It's funny that he can deal with fighting horrific monsters and terrible conspiracy groups but parties is just a no. ]


[ Phase 3 ]

[ Just because he has three robotic limbs does not make him in the mood to get frisky with other robots, okay? Cyrus is pulling away and jerking his arm out of the other robot's grasps as they try to grapple and drag him off to places unknown. God forbid he unwinds for a little bit, that is just unacceptable. His guarded nature is already at a 10 usually he doesn't need it to be anymore so. ]

Get your damn hands off me! [ He's totally not amused, but who would be? He just wants to go and get some sleep to process all this shit. He'll cough heavily after a few moments of struggling the aftermath of improper rest getting to him. Blood stains his hands as he shoves another robot away, which leaves blood on the clothes and metallic parts equally of the robot shoved to the side. He put up with the drinking and the obnoxious party and that's about all he can take. He is not going to get loved on by some weird bots in an equally as weird city. Nope. Unacceptable. He'll breathe heavily as he glares at the robots. ]

I said get away from me.
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[personal profile] nyet 2014-11-07 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ NOW WHY WOULD YOU BRING THAT UP

the atmosphere suddenly plummets into the icy miserable depths. random passers-by start edging away. russia's fingers slowly and inexorably start to squeeze the cup in his hands. he's so butthurt.
]

I think you are stupid regardless of the condition of our world.

[ how does he still manage to sound lighthearted? how??? it is a mystery. ]
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[personal profile] nyet 2014-11-07 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ if her response phases him at all, he doesn't show it; in fact, his smile windens and he nods, entertained by the idea. ]

That is possible!

[ anything's possible when you're paranoid! it's not like he hasn't had some experience with propaganda, after all. ]

Let's test that theory, yes?

[ he motions for marcie to follow him, stepping over the pile of condoms and back onto the sidewalk. if the machine has inched forward by any amount when they eventually turn around, then they'll know it's not just clever advertising. ]
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[personal profile] normcore 2014-11-08 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ She doesn't put up a fuss in listening to him because well — she wants to see if there's any merit to her theories. Science-fiction has always been a heavy interest of hers and she's been up to her knees in it for awhile. Why not let the water of scientific notation rise up to her neck too?

Marcie tucks her pen-light back into her coat and turns around to follow him. The horrid screech of metal that comes before the trampling of packages makes her cringe and sends a shiver down her spine. It's so inhuman yet, it seeks them out like any other living being. All of it feels far too familiar as a reminder of a wound that hasn't even had the chance to stop bleeding. ]


Well— [ She raises her voice so he can hear her. ] —I guess that solves that mystery. It may as well just be here to slowly break down our patience as a means of slow torture.
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[personal profile] bigstick 2014-11-08 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ meanwhile, america finishes his candy apple and tosses the core in the trash. he's going to casually look around on the hunt for his next sweet treat.

is it supposed to be cold in here? america's still running pretty hot, ngl. maybe he has a fever. ]


Yeah, well. I could say the same for you and being a pervert. Which you are, you know. A pervert.

[ :'D

hey is that cotton candy ]
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[personal profile] nyet 2014-11-08 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ russia's head tilts to the side as he regards the machine. he could just dismantle it further—tear it limb from vending machine limb—but that wouldn't be very fun. or would it? would it stop if it ran out of condoms to vend? would it stop if it could no longer pull itself along after them? maybe it would be fun after all.

he ponders this as he answers her, sounding oddly calm.
]

Perhaps. But I am very good at waiting.

[ stalking gives you experience with that kind of thing! ]

Maybe it just wants to be friends. [ like he'd know, right? or to sell them condoms, but same difference. ]
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[personal profile] normcore 2014-11-08 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ She turns to face it, just to make that horrible sound stop. Her blood continues to run cold as she stands there, listening to the silence enveloping them. Her expression is inquisitive, tinged with some stoicism, though her nerves are on edge. ]

I can't see why a machine like that would want to be friends unless it has something else in mind. [ She motions to the now crumpled condoms. ] Machine always have their bounds though. If we escape the perimeter of the transistor, then we'd be able to get it to stop following us.

If we're willing to go through that much effort, that is.
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[personal profile] nyet 2014-11-08 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
A—pervert?

[ how even did you get there from... wherever you got there from?

no, he is genuinely confused about this. still butthurt, but now with a glacial sliver of incomprehension.
]
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[personal profile] bigstick 2014-11-08 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ he is heading in the direction of that cotton candy booth now. keep up, fatty. ]

Well, yeah. No matter how the world is, you will always be a creepy guy who takes like, dick pics of glory holes. That kind of guy. Don't you know this? Geez.

[ oh my god they have bubblegum flavor cotton candy, hallelujah ]
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[personal profile] nyet 2014-11-08 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ russia trails behind him, looking at the back of america's head like he'd particularly enjoy snapping it off. ]

I do not take... dick pics.

[ actually sounding a little affronted at this tbh. ]
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[personal profile] bigstick 2014-11-08 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ be honest with yourself, it would be funny for like, a second and then you'd regret it. look at this stimulating conversation you're having right now, russia. would you rather be alone? would you? ]

Oh, dude. Are you kidding me? You totally take dick pics. Don't even front, you're with friends here.

[ truly cultured discourse. ]
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[personal profile] nyet 2014-11-08 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ you shut your fat obnoxious mouth america ]

But I don't.

[ . . . ]

Do you?

[ it's this or communism jokes so ]
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[personal profile] bigstick 2014-11-08 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ no thanks. having fun keeping it... open...

... ]


Haha, whaaaat. Bro, I'm not the pervert here.

[ he takes dick pics and doesn't send them to anyone because he has no friends ]

When someone thinks of fucking, like, "dudes who sit around staring at people and prolly popping boners from it" they don't like of The United Sates of America. They think of the fucking Russian Federation, like. Yo.

[ strong arguments on this end. counter that, russia. ]
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[personal profile] nyet 2014-11-08 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ first of all, ]

Нет.

[ and a strong rejoinder from the russian federation! ]

Are you sure you're not describing France?

[ or maybe 80% of the entire male population of earth regardless of nationality? ]
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[personal profile] bigstick 2014-11-08 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ whoa, gonna need some ice for that burn.

wait, maybe some burn for that ice? hahahahaha. get it. ]


I--

[ . . . ]

Okay, maybe a tiny bit but you still wear a trench coat which totally proves my point!

[ this is also true. still, old man pervert. ]
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[personal profile] nyet 2014-11-08 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
This is not a trench coat.

[ not that he doesn't wear trench coats, but details. ]

What point? Do you think everyone who wears a coat is a pervert?

[ and continuing tonight's theme of patronizing confusion! why trench coats? he doesn't get it. ]
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[personal profile] nyet 2014-11-08 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ for his part, russia has half a mind to ask if the vending machine is lonely, just to see if it has a response for him. in a way, he feels somewhat flattered. an inanimate object wants to be close to him, even if it probably just wants him to buy its protection! that's so much better than how it usually is. you know, with animate objects. like people.

still, there's nothing for it.
]

I don't mind effort.

[ but first, he's going to make it substantially more difficult for it to follow them.

he lets out a (wistful?) sigh and walks right back up to the machine, before picking the whole thing up and smashing it onto the ground with a metallic crunch. sparks fly. condoms flutter. it'd be little pathetic, if not for the high-pitched screeching alarm now sounding through the air.

russia sighs again. he stomps his boot down into the machine's innards, and the alarm cuts off abruptly.

well, that's done. and now for marcie's plan.
]

Ah, how loud! [ and he's still smiling as he returns to her side??? totally normal behavior. ]

We should probably leave now, да?

[ read as: before law enforcement shows up because he just obliterated city property. ]
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[personal profile] normcore 2014-11-08 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ Marcie watches this with wonder. She's witnessed her fair share of interesting things in Crystal Cove — she's been a part of it even — but watching a condom dispenser being crushed like it's a bug is an interesting show. He only looks to be an inch or so taller than her so it catches her off guard, though she supposes that he's not as thin as she is under all their bulky clothing.

Still, it's somewhat intimidating and she takes a step back as it shatters on the ground. Marcie covers her face from anything that might be flying toward it and before she suggests that she try to dismantle the alarm, he crushes that too. Her hands fall back to her side in a fit of disbelief. There's nothing she can say for some time.

Suddenly this investigation has become far more interesting than she expected. ]


да. [ Her voice is flat and without an ounce of a Russian accent at all. ] Cities... like this have boroughs, right? If we figure out what borough we're in, we can probably figure out how to get out of it.

[ She looks around and spots... a billboard. ]

Well... that didn't take long.
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[personal profile] bigstick 2014-11-08 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Totally is.

[ america, don't be obtuse. it is obviously not a trench coat because it's being worn by russia. all he wears is old man grandpa sweaters. ]

A trench coat, you jerk. Haven't you ever watched To Catch A Predator? Or, or, or. I don't know, anything with old men who go to playgrounds to watch kids. Always a trench coat, dude.

[ you're such a fucker, you totally know what he's talking about.

anyway, eating a piece of cotton candy and then absentmindedly holding it out for russia to have some too. he's a nice guy like that. ]

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