//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I [ 20 00 ]
The evening begins promptly at 8:00 PM. There will be crowds gathered, lining up to get in. Everyone will be allowed, children, adults, the living and flesh-filled, the robotic, and the undead. The music will be thumping as far as the sidewalks outside, and the first thing everyone will notice would be bowls of candy everywhere as far as the eyes can see. They'll be sitting on top of the tables in all their innocent glory. For the most part, they are harmless.
But not the candy corn. Never the candy corn. Within it is a secret chemical that causes those who consume it to exhibit attraction to the nearest object/person to them, whether it be inanimate or otherwise. They will feel compelled to be close, to kiss and touch whatever is around them, though the effects only last an hour or so. Consider it a low-leveled aphrodisiac of sorts.
PHASE II [ 2122 ]
You're dancing. You're moving to the music. Or you're clinging to the walls and wondering why you're even here to begin with. That's when the holograms start playing around with you. The image flickers frequently until a face appears. You can swear it's talking to you beneath the music.
'We need you. We want you. Join us. Come to the back room. Number 005.'
The closer you get to the hologram screens, the louder the voice becomes until it disappears completely, leaving you to question how real it was.
PHASE III [ 2217 ]
For those brave enough, you go into Backroom #005. What awaits you there is a room full of masked and costumed figures. You don't know if they are human or not, but they watch you eagerly, inviting you to join their private party. Unfortunately, if you chose the backroom, you chose wrong. You chose very wrong. The door is going to be slammed shut and locked, and all the figures will then pull off their masks and reveal faces familiar to yourself. Faces from your world. They'll ask you accusingly why you haven't saved them yet. What's taking you so long. Did you forget them?
Their eyes will glow as they crowd in on you, yelling and growing more caustic until the lights flicker. When you can see clearly again, the entire room will be empty save for a single glass of wine sitting on the table. You'll be sure someone was inside just a moment ago. You were definitely talking to someone. You can't be going crazy, right?
PHASE IV [ 2345 ]
Fifteen minutes to midnight. The music is getting louder and more intense. You've been eating candy or drinking all night (or avoiding food entirely if you're wise enough). Yet the music lures you in with its haunting tone, and you spot in the middle, a masked figure dancing more hypnotically than the rest. He's waving his chainsaw around as he puts out his lethal dance moves, and you are being drawn by the music into a violent dance off. You can fight the feeling, you can try and run. Unfortunately, none of the other natives and robots see the masked man but you. Only outsiders can see him, and the closer you get, the more you reach out to touch him-
you discover he's only a hologram like any other. Your fingers move through his shape, and distort it, but you're still so sure it's real.
BONUS [ whyo'clock ]
One of the back rooms has a beautiful fortune teller by the name of Aria. She will be seated inside, welcoming individuals or groups of people to give them their fortunes, and she will be giving them bizarrely specific and intimate details about their life from their underwear preference to how many partners they've slept with and how many moles they have on their ass. Prepare for awkward embarrassment. Ah, but what does the future hold in store? She'll smile when asked, and then her face will fall apart until a drill protrudes from the center to try and stab through your face. If your reflexes are fast enough, you can dodge it. If you're too slow, prepare for a hospital visit to the CERES Medical Facility.
Once that ordeal is over with, her face will reconstruct itself back to normal, and she will smile and say your future looks very bright in CERES.
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Sannan Keisuke | Hakuouki
[ After being toss this way and that to say that Sannan wasn't frazzled or confused would be an understatement. But he's managing fairly well with the position he's been placed in. He's more or less accepted that this is reality, or rather a reality, because he's hardly ever seen anything quite like this before. Everything seems real at least to someone who had died moments ago. Rasetsu aside he's not very knowledgeable on otherworldly or strange mechanical things. So he's just...overwhelmed at the moment, given him a second. But it's easy to tell he's from a time period well beyond the one required to even have some semblance of knowledge about this place. His western attire from the 1800s will definitely make him stand out like a sore thumb. He might accidentally run into your character as the loud music and sheer grandeur of the place takes him awhile to adjust. The robotic servants walking by will make him uneasy and strangely curious too. He's more or less on high alert though because wow what even. But at least he's apologetic about his mishap? ]
My apologies. [ He'll bow courteously behind his mask and outfit. ]
Phase III;
[ The room with the holograms leaves him shaken and even more disoriented than before. He's not sure what sort of magic or technological mind games this place is playing with him, but this unassuming party is not somewhere where he wants to be right now. He had failed to protect anyone. He had failed Kondo-san, Hijikata-san and the Shinsengumi as a whole. What was the purpose of his being here now, where not even against these constructs could he be of any use? He'll clench his jaw, eyes focused on nothing as he stands in the hallway that leads to the empty room #005. He'll be clenching his left hand, now healed and unburdened by injury, into a tight fist as he tries to calm himself.
His face looks a bit pale but he's fine otherwise. However should you sneak up or approach him unexpectedly he may draw his sword, thinking you're another one of those holographic abominations. ]
iii
However, luckily for Sano, by the time he enters that hallway, he notices another person outside the room in question. And he pushes his mask up on top of his head so he can see more clearly. Because Sano recognizes this guy, but the clothes are all wrong...but he knows this guy.]
...Sannan-san?
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Harada-kun? [ No it couldn't possibly be. He'll shake his head behind his mask eyes firmly fixed on the other. ] I'm afraid once is more then enough. I will not fall for your deceptions again under the guise of those in the Shinsengumis ranks.
no subject
He stays his advance, raising his hands in submission. Something's gotten Sannan spooked and while Sannan's a really good swordsman on a normal day, Sano is not willing to test the other man when he's in this state. Sano isn't the top swordsman as it is, so he definitely wouldn't stand a chance right now.]
Woah, easy!
[What in the world got him on such high alert?]
It's me, I swear. It's me.
no subject
Is it...really you? [ There's a tinge of confusion in his voice now. ] You...and the others were just before me in that room. [ The door is behind him closed shut and foreboding. ]
How can I trust what you say to be the truth? [ Whatever magic or other such things this place was using how could he be so sure that it wasn't yet another trap? ]