//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 [ 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.
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The fish, however. ]
Raw fish? That's... an unusual request, miss. [ and also sounds like it might make you sick. ]
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Suppose could cook it. Still not same, but good. Ah! Or! Hmm... [She trails off, trying to think of the word she wants.] Su...si? Sushi? Had that, was good. Seaweed alright.
[Her stomach growls in protest of her talking about food and her gaze goes to Zara's caramel apple.....]
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But saying that is absolutely out of the question, so he quietly passes over the topic, noting her interest in the apple instead. And her growling stomach, which makes him chuckle slightly. ]
... Fufu. You sound quite hungry. Would you like one?
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A second later she tries to look aloof and disinterested, resting one hand on her hip as she looks off.] If offering, will not say no. Do not like most human foods, but will try it. Am not really that--
[Her stomach growls again and she turns red, annoyed.]
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My, my... [ well, he's not about to buy some raw fish for a stranger, but he can spare some change to buy a second caramel apple. ] No need to be shy. I don't mind. Come, the stand is just this way.
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But hey, if he's paying then she's down. She follows closely after him, but she doesn't really get far before some booth selling glass trinkets catches her eye. Thoroughly drawn in by sparkling, pretty baubles, she stops to examine them, grabbing at Zara's sleeve to make sure he oesn't leave her or something.]
Ah, pretty! [She picks up a little glass rabbit and squints at it, looking from its ears to Zara's and back.] Looks like you. Bunny, yes?
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They certainly don't get far, though. He tenses up a bit when his sleeve is grabbed (mostly worried some overenthusiastic shopowner is trying to sell him something lewd again), but, fortunately, it's just the girl. Zara's eyes fall onto the little glass rabbit, and he smirks, his own ears wiggling slightly as if in response. ]
Yes, indeed. Although I'm not quite so colorful.
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She reaches up towards his ears and then hesitates, as if suddenly remembering manners exist.] Can touch? [Another pause and she adds a belated:] Please?
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-- I'm sorry, but I'll have to say no. These ears are very sensitive. [ a beat. ] For future reference, it's not very polite to ask such a thing of a stranger... Since you didn't know any better, I don't mind, but it's best to learn now.