//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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He's doing a good job at avoiding the awkwardness, though!! JUST IGNORE EVERYTHING. It's a good policy until questionable machines start stalking you through the streets and Oz is sticking to it very strongly.]
Mm, yeah, that's what I meant! [It was more vague but much more polite than being like "do you come from planet rabbit".] Where I come from, there isn't really much variety like that. Is huma your word for human?
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[ it feels like he's educating a small child, and, admittedly, it's a little charming. It's been a very long time since he had to explain this to anybody - even Fiona knew mostly everything about the world by the time he entered her life. ]
But if that's all your world has, it would be a fairly useless term. I wonder if a single-race world isn't more peaceful?
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Ah... Well— even humans still find a lot of things to disagree on. [That is about the most placid way he could have possibly worded that, good lord. It's a depressing subject to delve into with a stranger, though, so he's trying to save both of them. The "ANYWAY" is practically palpable as he carries on.]
No one uses "huma", at least, but the term human still gets a lot of use! There just aren't many things that give them a run for their position in society.
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That seems to be the case for most of the humans here. My ears are getting quite a few stares... It's making me a bit self-conscious.
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Oh, you shouldn't be! They're really cute. If anyone tries to bully you about them, just let me know and I'll make sure they cry so you won't have to! [It's hard to tell if he's joking or not...]