//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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I think... they want a specific type of person to enjoy themselves. [Andy's voice was a little weak, his gaze now redirected at the same location of his feet. If he looked up, robots fucking, if he looked head level, pleasure droids roaming the ground, so feet staring it was. Andy was... probably the right age for this shit, but right now, he felt way too old for it too - or young? Sane??] I think I'd like to go home now.
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Ah.
After a moment, his shoulders come down, and he shakes himself out of it. He can detect mortification coming off of Andy in waves, and how can he pass up such an opportunity for amusement? ]
Don't be such a prude. Look up. You might learn something. The young lady, er ladies are very....
[ What's the word? There are so many. ]
....flexible.
[ And he's going to wrap an arm about Andy's shoulders in an entirely friendly sort of way and attempt to force him to look up.... ]
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Clowns. ]
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So he peeked at Hyoubu from the corner of his eye (because that, at least, seemed safe enough), a sharp retort on his lips when he saw the esper looking... somewhat horrified. Huh? Just a second ago he was... morbid curiosity flickered, and Andy looked up.
Clowns. Sky clowns. Creepy sky clowns. Oh, Petunia's moaning had started up again too. Well, this had gone from embarrassing to disturbing in a split second]
That's just gross. [Is this part of the show? Just what kind of tastes did these people have?!] Right, I'm going to go and crawl under a rock now until all this weirdness is over. Come get me once you finish ogling the clowns.
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[ For once, they're in complete agreement. Between porn clowns and Petunia, he's had enough. ]
I want to go to bed.
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I mean — to sleep. By myself!
[ Smooth, Hyoubu. ]
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Tch!
[ Snap!
you're on your own, Andy. ]
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Up until he vanished anyway]
Wha- hey! Hyoubu! Wait a minute-!
[Alas, the esper was gone, with the severed head too! Which meant... Andy got a chill, and he looked about himself, seeing the pleasure droids still prowling around. His chances of survival had skydived back to 1%, he was in the thick of enemy territory, and his only bit of decent cover had stormed off in a huff. Well then.
Back to square one. Thanks, Hyoubu]