//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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Psychological torment — fun. What do you know about it?
[she doesn't think he's been in there — he's too calm for it. but if he's seen something, she wants to know.]
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I have not been in there personally, but I have seen individuals return from it in a state of profound psychological shock and distress. Naturally I did not pry for the details, but it is definitely something to be avoided.
[ Even if he did go in, he would pass off as calm enough to not have. But that is not quite relevant right now. ]
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demigods and avoiding trouble don't really mix. and maybe there is a part of her kind of hoping it is a monster causing that — fighting monsters she knows how to deal with. it'd be downright homey to have something try to kill her, and she could blow off some steam that vivid doesn't quite manage to help with.]
So it's something that scares people — badly — but doesn't hurt them. [she remembers her visit with piper to the temple of fear in sparta and has to suppress a shudder.] Great. Did you notice anything else?
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That room does not hurt, but the fortune-teller does. Her face will split to reveal presumably a high-speed rotating drill, again from stories I have heard of those that survived the encounter.
[ He tilts his head slightly, pausing before continuing. ] There are also psychoactive drugs in the candy corn. Suffices to say that they will cause behaviour that the consumer will regret in the future.
[ It's surprising how much someone can observe within such a short span of time. ]
If you are intending to do anything about these, I suggest you warn others. There is little room for heroics at the moment - it will be too dangerous.
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Good eyes.
[she nods as she takes in his suggestion. it's pragmatic, realistic, and very unlike the kind of crazy risk-taking she's gotten used to from her friends (and, okay, does herself sometimes). that doesn't mean she's going to follow it, but it's sound advice and warning people is a good idea.]
And got it, warning others. Thanks for the tips — you're going to be telling other people too, right?
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That aside, this young woman is definitely one of the saner people he has seen around this parts. It would be beneficial to keep tabs on her, in case another disaster strikes. ]
But I forget my manners. May I know your name?
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except it's not paranoia if you're right, is it?
she blinks when he introduces himself, like it hadn't occurred to her that they hadn't introduced themselves yet.]
Sure. It's Annabeth — Annabeth Chase. You?
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A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Annabeth. I am Takakage Kobayakawa, from the Land of the Rising Sun. I doubt we are from the same world, but it is good to see someone capable of keeping their wits about them.
[ He shakes his head slightly - what with all the ghosts around the previous week, this social gathering actually seems tame. ]
Are you new here? If so, take my advice. Avoid anything suspicious, especially when it comes to technology. They can, and probably will kill.