//TESTDRIVE4.0.EXE

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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 [ 1900 ] 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 [ 1945 ] 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 [ 2000 ] 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 [ 2103 ] 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 [ whyo'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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marcie fleach | scooby doo mystery incorporated

[normcore]

phase i

[ She knows the food isn't gluten-free at all and she's not willing to suffer with an upset stomach all night, but the only other thing that's being offered is alcohol and when someone shoves a glass of something brown her way she's not sure what to do.

She sniffs it and scrunches her nose. ]

Smells like... ethanol. Aren't I a little too young to be drinking this?


phase iii

[ Being robothandled doesn't settle well with her, considering where she's just come back from, even if these robots are a lot more... in touch with their wild side. At least they're not gunning her down, though she wouldn't want to experience that again either.

Regardless, she is grumpily trying to wretch herself away from their arms while being dragged to the dance floor. ]

Let go of me, you stupid tin cans! [ She grunts as she manages to get one to let go of her, only to have yet another to latch onto her. ]

ciel phantomhive - kuroshitsuji (with a crau) - he's 13 and what is this

[cheats]

phase I

[ Ciel doesn't actually care for parties much at all, since he really only throws them when he has to, and even then, he's often a wallflower at his own parties. He'll make speeches, socialize where necessary, but the whole night, he'll think about how he'd rather be doing anything else and praying that no one asked him to dance. Luckily, this isn't that prompt, but after playing a game, he does win a prize, but being a delicate flower of a thirteen year old Victorian, he of course doesn't know what it is. ]

What is this supposed to be?

[ He turns it over in his hands with an irritated expression, because yeah, the real purpose is so far from his mind that it never occurs to him at all... ]

What a terrible prize. It should have been candy. [ not that you would have wanted the candy here, ciel ]

phase III

[ There are few things that Ciel hates more than dancing, which is what he had been pointedly trying to avoid all night, thank you, but no. No, that would be far too easy, too simple. He tried to make a valiant escape as soon as one of the robot partners had narrowed in on him, but alas, all for naught, because it does manage to latch on.

Ciel, being a scrawny thirteen year old, is powerless to resist being dragged to the dance floor, but as this isn't a real person, he also doesn't feel bad about throwing a fit. He's kicking and trying to push it away, but he will definitely need help... ]

Damn it!! Let me go! I absolutely refuse to dance with— with anyone!!

[ Even digging in his heels, he's just dragged along, so please help this nerd child. ]

bonus

[ At this point, Ciel knows what is happening here. This is the worst, most uncouth, absolutely terrible place for someone of his stature to be, and he is trying to escape the district. His face is absolutely beet red at this point, half from embarrassment and half from fury, the latter of which is because he's made an embarrassing friend. So eventually, he'll stop and just screech at the machine... ]

Stop following me!! What in the hell is wrong with this place?!

[ and he will promptly bolt, like a winner... and the machine will chase him, of course, so enjoy this ridiculous scene. ]

elza clifford, black wolves saga

[lionly]

phase i
[STARING BAFFLED AT ONE OF THE PRIZES HE WON

i'll give you one guess, it's inappropriate

Elza turns it around between claw-like nails, his ears twitching skeptically. Well. He has no idea what to do with this. What. Even though he's twenty-five he comes from a less-than-advanced world all right they don't have fancy shit like this for bedroom shenanigans. Either way, it's quite the dilemma. Should... what should he do? Really?]

Is this supposed to be useful?

[He might address this to you. Sorry you happened to be passing by at a thoroughly awkward time.]


phase iii
[Elza, brave knight and lion that he is, is doing the only understandable thing when confronted with a robot date he didn't ask for: bolting the heckity heck out of there. He manages it with dignity, at least, ducking around attempted advances and walking with a quick stride while managing not to break into a dash.]

At least-- [he says, ducking around a couple of people, one of them might be you] --you have to be impressed by her persistence.

Oops, excuse me.

[Or you could find yourself nearly getting smacked by an armoured chest as Elza pulls up short just in the midst of flight from his overzealous robot chaser.]

tapdances in to phase i

[normcore]

[ That is not a question she is willing to answer this kid in a non-scientific manner, so she mulls over the question until she can think of a proper answer for it. She stares at him for a few seconds during the pause.

With the sensitive Victorian nose that Ciel has, he can probably get that the one thing that smells like a greasy vat of meat... is her. ]

I don't think it really matters. There are probably more important things to worry about. Like what the deal with this Julius Vincere guy is.

phase i...

[foetida]

[Yeah, Nanami...has no idea what these prizes are either. But she's not about to admit that to Crazy Almost Mass Murderer And More Importantly Competition For Oz's BFF.]

Isn't it obvious? Though I guess I shouldn't be surprised that a little kid like you doesn't know what they are.

[cheats]

[ Ciel smells something in the air, and he briefly looks around confused before he realizes oh. It's this girl. She must be quite a lowborn young woman, which is why he (rudely) takes a half step away, but he'll at least hold a conversation. ]

Well, yes...

[ He makes an upset, huffy noise, since he's still not sure what to do with this shitty prize. And in his view, it's this Vincere person is still better than Crocs, probably. ]

This is a ridiculous celebration in every way, so I'd like to ask him myself, but I haven't seen him since that moronic announcement.

[cheats]

[ Ciel makes a dismissive noise, and then, of course, points his prize at her. Perhaps that's its purpose? A pointing device? That's kind of weird, but it at least works well enough for that. ]

Nonsense. You can't say that to me, since we both know very well that we're the same age. [ even though you look older because you're a Utena, but. ] What is it, then?

[normcore]

[ She notices that step back, but she's stopped caring about the reason for her stupid nickname a long time ago so it doesn't bother her. Marcie shrugs, looking over at the podium where he stood not that long ago. ]

Interdimensional travel used in hyperspace theories isn't exactly new, but it's one that hasn't been practiced at all. There aren't many ways to successfully pull it off without ripping a hole into the space-time continuum and divulging that information could do a lot of damage. He might just wanna keep a lid on it.

On the other hand, some guys just like being mysterious. They think it makes them look cooler.

Gaige (The Mechromancer) | Borderlands 2

[fuckaccuracy]

[Phase 1]

[Deep fried everything and alcohol? Sure, why not. It'll probably taste a hell of a lot better than the food on Pandora which... wasn't really known for setting high expectations to begin with. In any case, Gaige helps herself to the food and drinks all throughout the night. The drinks in particular! She's not necessarily an alcoholic, after living in Pandora for so long, she may as well keep going.

Although, Gaige can't help but herself a very important question.]

I wonder how long until stop feeling my face?

[Another swig.]

Nope, still feel it.


[why]

[The jig is up, and Gaige knows that the condom-dispensing machine has been following her around. She's not that annoyed over it, really. Hell, she's is more curious than anything else, considering how it's tech from a foreign planet. Maybe they use parts she's never even seen before!

And honestly, what kind of woman of science would she be if she didn't find out? So she does what comes natural: brings out her shotgun and takes aim. Gaige is confident that she can just put it back together, even if she does blow it to pieces.

Don't look so worried, it'll be fine! What's the worst that could happen?]

phase iii - don't worry he's got your back bro

[sisconning]

[Nesso is trying to keep out of the... well. He's not sure what the hell this is. A party? Some strange dream that just won't end? The latter is looking less and less likely, unfortunately. The only thing that could make it more surreal is what happens next.

The sight of a familiar head of hair, familiar little ears and Nesso is hit hard by a wash of disbelief and relief. That's...

He finds himself nearly running into Elza as he goes to see if it's really him. Thank goodness. A familiar face, and one of the faces he trusts the most.] Your popularity with women has finally backfired on you, I see.

phase i.......

[sewayaku]

[ Zara is no stranger to parties, either - granted, he's usually more behind the scenes, and in recent years, he very rarely attended any at all, being more busy with his stewarding job, but he still knows enough. That said, the parties he's attended never had such... exciting prizes. He stands there wide-eyed in shock (and slight embarrassment, if the color on his cheeks means anything) when he sees them, though it quickly dives straight into disgust when he sees them being handed out to minors.

"Minors" being "Ciel" in this case. Though he's loath to touch them at all, he's swift to walk up behind Ciel and pluck the toys from his hands unceremoniously. ]

Please excuse me, young man, but I don't believe these are intended for you, [ he says in a gentle, but clearly strained, voice. Not with Ciel, but with... management. Let's say management. ] How old are you, exactly?

[cheats]

[ He listens to her seriously at first, but it's also not long at all before his expression falls into one of mild disbelief, actually looking almost offended, because how dare you use words he doesn't understand. It takes him a moment to formulate a response as a result, but he manages a careful response. ]

...What are you talking about? I've scarcely understood anything you've just said.

[ are you a demon, they do that ]

[lionly]

[Elza looks up, seeing that head of hair, and eyes lighten up. He forgets all about his, ehm, pursuer as he closes the distance between them and reaches out to clap him gladly on the shoulder.] Nesso! You've got surprisingly great timing today, haven't you?

I don't think I can handle being this popular right now. I'll just leave it to you; I'm generous enough to share.

[Another warm clap and then he-- shifts behind Nesso. Go, partner. Be his human shield. Counting on you!]

bonus!

[harepiece]

[Oz has spent most of evening wandering around in confusion, looking for familiar faces and being occasionally distracted by the fireworks and food because at least he understands those things!! By the time he's figured out what's what, though, someone he actually recognize does pass by...

At warp speeds, being tailed by a rogue condom machine.]

Oh—! Ciel!! Hey, wait up!

[Now being tailed by a rogue condom machine and the right arm of shonen exodia, who comes zooming over from whatever booth he had been near, two candy apples in hand.]

[normcore]

The reason why we were brought here and how.

[ She pauses, expecting him to get that, but figures she should elaborate. Just in case. ]

You and I are from two separate worlds. Vincere brought us here. Normally that's impossible, so he probably doesn't want to be asked questions about it. [ Even more sardonically: ] Does that work for you?

[foetida]

[Sniffs and flips her hair.] Maturity has nothing to do with physical age.

[And then without missing a beat because SHE WAS PREPARED FOR THIS BLUFF] It's clearly meant to be a fashion accessory. Obviously for poor people, otherwise they wouldn't be handing them out for free.

[cheats]

[ When his prize is plucked out of his hands, Ciel makes a soft, upset sort of noise, since, hey, even if he doesn't know what it is, it's his! He turns to look at the thief with an angry expression, but as he looks up, his frown shifts from angry to confusion.

It's the elegant tailcoat he notices first, the careful arrangement of clothing, but at least it's not all in a dark crow's black. However, as his eyes travel up, they stop and become quite firmly fixated on the ears. He had a dream like this once, actually, where Sebastian had become the white rabbit, but... This was too strange. It's hard for him to pull his eyes away from the rabbit ears, but he manages, though it comes with an irritated noise as he puts a hand on his hip. ]

Thirteen.

[ He answers easily, since he had become so used to the bracelets in the amusement park that he hadn't quite gotten used to the fact he could lie about it again. ]

What household do you serve, exactly?

[ He asks it directly, but in a cool, neutral sort of way. It's clear that this thirteen year old recognizes exactly what Zara is dressed as, and from the way he carries himself, it's not difficult to assume that it's because he has servants tending to him normally. ]

[cheats]

It won't— leave me— alone!!

[ The pauses come regularly as he breathes hard, since physical activity is not a strong point of Ciel's... But luckily, being a shithead is, so he doubles back to meet Oz and hide behind him, hoping that the very rude machine will make Oz a target instead. ]

You deal with it!!

[sisconning]

[Nesso reaches out to grip at Elza's shoulder in turn, greeting and relief and a silent question of how his friend is all wrapped into one.]

Generous?!

[What wait no get out from behind him you cowardly lion! Nesso glances over his shoulder at Elza then back around to see the approaching robot. Oh no not good. Nesso twists away to drape an arm about Elza in a way of draping that is much more grabbing him into a headlock.] I couldn't possibly accept that much generosity.

[Besides, he's only got eyes for Fiona. Speaking of, they don't have time to waste here. They have to find a way back where they belong because Fiona must be worried sick.]

[cheats]

[ Ciel looks at his prize doubtfully, since he's not sure how it would be fashionable at all, but... It's an explanation he accepts. God... He shrugs, then hands it off to Nanami. ]

You have it, then. You seem like a fashionable person, and I don't care for such things at all.

[lionly]

Whoa--

[Squawking, Elza lifts a hand to wrestle with that arm and twists and struggles like the brave guy that he is, trying still to use his captain and his closest friend as a shield.]

Sure you can! Aren't you always saying how I'm a lady-killer? Well, here's your chance to be, too.

[Except yeah he knows Nesso's eyes are for his sister and his sister alone... He's realised that well. He's heard enough about her, goodness.]

[foetida]

[NO IT BACKFIRED...she doesn't know how to wear one of these things!!]

I don't want it! I'm already perfectly fashionable on my own, I don't need any handouts.

[cheats]

Oh, that. Why didn't you just say so? You didn't have to say it in such a complicated way.

[ He scoffs, as if she's to blame for making it stupidly complicated rather than his being a Victorian being to blame... ]

I doubt we'll ever find out how, considering the last place I was in never elected to share that information. [ He sniffs haughtily, then shakes his head. ] As for why, I take it you don't believe all of that nonsense about our worlds being destroyed either?

[cheats]

[ Neither does he!! Which is why he looks irritated, and he waves it as if that will encourage her to take it... ]

Then how in the hell are you supposed to wear it? I'll give it to someone that actually wants the stupid thing.

[harepiece]

[That seems to catch him by surprise since he had just been intending on matching Ciel's pace (not difficult.....) and showing him down some of the back alleys he's already explored. BUT NO. No, Ciel has to make him a sacrifice again, wow!!

As soon as his dumb facebook friend is behind him, he's immediately raising both hands like the machine is going to be warded off by dual-wielded candy apples.]

Why me?! I don't know how to deal with it!! [AND LO now that they're actually facing the machine, it of course stops moving. Oz isn't moving yet, either...]

...What does it want?