//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I [ 00 00 ]
Let the games begin! You're dropped before a giant forest with snow-covered trees, and in your path to reach the mall, there appears your first threat. They look cute and sweet -innocent little elves that smile and blush in your direction. They barely reach up to your chest and look up at you with big, glassy eyes as they promise to help you along your way. Little hands will grab yours, tugging you along. That is, until you're far enough along that you're deep in the midst of the forest where they decide to chip at a lake of frozen ice and chuck you inside.
They will then criticize your clothes, call you a piece of reindeer shit, tell you your ass is too fat then call your mother a whore. Because that's just how they roll. Here's your chance to fight back, get vengeance, and force the elves to tell you where Santa is. Those who manage to beat them into submission will be pointed in the right direction to the mall. Those who don't, have fun drowning in icy water!
PHASE II [ 00 00 ]
Once you've escaped the elves, another trial appears. This time, it's in the form of twelve savage reindeer with blood dribbling from their lips. Their eyes are all an eerie shade of red, and they're staring at you deeply as though they can see into your soul. If you hope to get into that mall, you'll have to fight them down and avoid being caught in their antlers. There will be lots of bucking. Copious buckings. Kill the reindeer and remove their antlers for a special gift! (it's a coupon for a free McCERES burger.)
PHASE III [ 00 00 ]
Once you reach the entrance of the mall, you'll be confronted with the icy labyrinth, guarded by a minotaur. He is large and in charge and will probably try to mow you down once he sees you. None of your weapons or magic will work, though. To pacify this beast, you will have to hug him. He requires a hug with feeling. He will tell you as much when you confront him. Give him a good squeeze then let him be. Love can cure many things!
PHASE IV [ 00 00 ]
Are you done running around this maze of a mall? Tired of seeing the same Vidia's Secret store a dozen times? Alas, there is one last trial. It comes in the form of obnoxious carols being crooned in your direction by a beautiful ice queen. She's beckoning you to her with a siren song in the form of merry Christmas music, luring you in little by little and making you walk towards her while she tries to enchant you. She'll lean in close and whisper the rest of the song in your ear, and once you're in her trance, you'll turn on your own friends and party members to try and kill them. To avoid being drawn into her trance, you'll have to be knocked around a few times to regain your bearings. Then, it's either destroy her or be subjected to her ice magic. However, before she dies, she'll look deep into your eyes and beg you to save her and not to forget her.
She needs you.
Once you defeat her, Santa Bot will appear to dance a merry jig in your honor and shower you with credits. Hooray!
BONUS [ why o'clock ]
You can't escape Christmas without a random sprig of mistletoe floating around your head and following you around. For those who try to escape, the mistletoe bot will only move all the quicker. Those caught under its insistent floating will be compelled to kiss a neighbor or two or ten. Or even kiss the minotaur. What we're saying is you should probably run.
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this, though? this is different. she's standing not far behind milla, looking a bit uncomfortable at this whole thing. elle doesn't really trust it at all.]
This place is stupid... and weird. Are you really supposed to hug that thing?
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[ not like she'd actually let elle get anywhere near that thing, teasing aside. giant minotaur with a penchant for pretending to be nice? no thanks, milla'll slice it if it looks at them weird.
... not that her sword worked very well at all, hence why they're stuck at this part of the trial. swordplay is easy, affection is hard. especially when it concerns monsters that very much look like they can squish you in their hands no problem. ]
Just kidding.
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[kidding or not, elle pouts a little at that. she definitely doesn't want to be the sacrifice... or have to go near that thing at all. it's scary! it does beg a different question, though.]
Milla... are you really gonna have to hug that thing?
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[ except it really is looking to be their only option. she'd been running through scenarios in her head, and all possible routes of fighting with that thing either put elle in too much danger or proved to have very low chances of success. most even had a mix of both.
judging by the fact the minotaur still stood there with so little signs of fighting... it couldn't seriously be telling the truth, could it? but other people had to have made it in.
so... as much as she seriously doesn't want to do this, she's going to make a move to stand. lord of spirits, lord of hugs. ]
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[a promise is a promise, right? she doesn't really know if minotaurs could be reasoned with. would that be like trying to reason with a treant, or one of the elites? she folds her arms over her chest, tilting her head as she considers it.]
You should ask it. [the worst that could happen is it doesn't work... right? if she has to end up fighting it either way, it may work to just ask nicely. elle's pretty aware that it's a dangerous situation no matter what, but they have to do whatever they can!]
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A promise with Mister Big and Hairy over there, huh? [ a new one she's never heard before, intelligent as the minotaur seems to be. ] I somehow doubt that'd change his mind.
[ if he was intent on crushing her, anyway. ]
But if I'm going to go this far anyway, I might as well.
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If not, you'll just have to show it who's boss, Milla! [and elle says that with some serious confidence. because she really believes milla is super awesome and super strong... she's totally got this one.]
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suppress the blush, lord of spirits, suppress the blush. ]
Like I need to be told that. [ ah, nope, failed. it even shows through her voice, with her light tone. though that disappears soon enough when she's back to business, taking her steps away from elle and towards mr. minotaur.
it doesn't need to be said, but she turns to add in one final thing: ] No matter what, stay here. Not even a peep.
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at milla's last statement, she responds with a confident nod, hands on her hips like the little know-it-all she can be.] I'll be just like a statue!
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[ well, that'll get elle one of the rare fond milla smiles (she'd like to think they're rare, but concerning elle they're probably actually not very rare at all). that's for a mere second, however--now she's off walking to the minotaur, and elle will get to experience what appears to be quite a short conversation where milla, with all her strength, tries not to explode on this thing.
then it appears they're... making a pinky promise? though the contents of such a promise elle probably can't hear (in particular she might think it's just the promise not to crush milla, like they'd discussed, but it's that and to allow elle to go through without having to give it a hug of her own). the entire thing is ridiculous in milla's eyes, but you do what you have to do.
like hugging. which milla suffers through. when it's all done she gestures elle over, arms crossed as she tries to pretend mister minotaur doesn't exist anymore. at least one of them seems pleased enough. hint: it's not milla. ]
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what does matter is that she sees the pinky promise, she sees the hug, and she sees milla gesturing to her when it's all over. and honestly? that's good enough for her. it's only a few seconds before she's barreling over to where milla stands, beaming with excitement. with her hands clasping her backpack straps, she bounces a little on her toes, looking totally enamored for the moment.]
Whoa, you really did it, Milla! That was so cool!
[of course, it doesn't come without her own little addition; she can't seem like she's admiring that much and letting it to to milla's head, right?] I told you making a promise was a good idea.