//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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[ In a gathering like this, the chances of finding someone familiar is high. Or so he thought. He hasn't seen anyone he's familiar with at all... Although they've been told that their world is in complicated circumstances, he still has a hard time believing it.
Those guys, they're definitely somewhere. He knows this! So he wanted to do his best to find the others... Even if the chances are low. Even if he can't, he could still attempt finding more information around here.
Drunks tend to speak a lot, after all. It's easy to listen in. ]
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I'm... hoping to find my friends too.
[ Even if she can't find them, she just hopes that they are alright... That this group, CERES, had or will be able to save everyone else just like how they managed to do for her. ]
The fortune teller said there was a bright future ahead in CERES. Maybe it'll mean something good for the both of us. She was... very accurate about the other things...
[ Her voice grew smaller and smaller, face turning redder and redder once more. ]
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[ They haven't been treated too badly, but Yoon doesn't know how else to take all of this. What is the truth about CERES? The information fed to them, they don't know how much of that is accurate. It didn't feel like the whole story. He doesn't want to just end the explanations after one day, especially not without confirming with his own eyes.
Aria tried to hurt Sheba earlier, wasn't that extremely dubious? If they really need their help to save the world or whatever, then what was that? Why are they trying to hurt them, or was that some kind of abominable test? Though... from the look of things, it seems that nobody is getting any answers from this party. ]
I don't know what she told you, but I think we should be cautious around them. Let me remind you that from the beginning, they already knew about us.
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[ Though it's also true about what Yoon said as well. She wanted to be really optimistic about things, but when she's reminded about being "a pile of data that was saved and backed up" or whatever, Sheba begins to look crestfallen. She was having a really hard time following that presentation during her arrival. It's all technical speak that she's far from being used to.
Maybe she really wanted to believe in it because she'd thought it means she might see her friends and loved ones again... Her future wouldn't be bright without Solomon, Arba, and the others by her side. ]
Sorry...
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[ All right, maybe he came off as being too opposed to the thought. But that's not it at all. Although he doesn't trust the source, it doesn't mean that he doesn't trust the words itself. ]
We don't need a third-party to tell us what we should believe. I want to personally believe in those idiots, so I don't need anyone telling me that they're going to be okay. I know that they're going to be okay!
[ So... ]
So, you know... I think your own friends would be the same.
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He's right. Her friends will definitely be okay. They are strong and CERES needed strong people to help their cause right? Then they will definitely need the rest of the resistance too. ]
Yes! They'll definitely be okay...!
[ She clasps her hands together and mummers a small prayer. It probably wasn't necessary, but a prayer to Ilah just felt a bit comforting too. ]
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[ So that they too, will be all right. They have to keep going in order to eventually reunite with everyone, so they have to do what the can for now. Letting the situation get the worst of them will only make things bitter. ]
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[ She puffs her cheek for a bit. If Yoon had kept up that mean tough boy act from earlier, she would have been more upset at him. But she smiles at him knowingly. ]
You know, I also prayed to God that you'll find your friends, too.
[ He might think she's being ridiculous again, but she has his well-being in her thoughts. ]