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//TESTDRIVE.EXE
//TESTDRIVE.EXE
 The lights flicker overhead, music blaring from the speakers as you step inside, every sound drowned out except for that hypnotic tune. The walls are painted in an array of hypnotic colors, saturated to the point where your attention doesn't know where to land, and all kinds of screens hang from each corner, showing flashing images of ads, gadget after gadget appearing in a second to show you the best of what Ceres has to offer. Dancing bodies flank each side of the large ballroom, bodies with eyes that look hollow and their faces too symmetrical. They'll occasionally glance at you and smile, maybe even engage and offer to take you to one of the private rooms in the back. However, their words are interrupted when the lights suddenly turn brighter and focus on the center where a raised platform sits. A man appears in the center, one hand raised to silence the music while the other holds a microphone. He pauses to reach out for a glass, snatching it from one of the wait staff passing by before raising it to the crowd. "We've finally obtained our first victory here on Cerealia. The colony is ours completely and will be fully functional from this day forward. Please enjoy all the luxurious amenities we have put together, and join me in journeying towards a new and better future. Together, we will expand our territory here and reach even further horizons. And by all means, don't be shy with the staff. They're also here for your entertainment."He gestures around the room, smiling before taking a sip of his champagne. Applause echoes from the crowd while Julius steps off the stage, handing the mic to one of the staff before pausing for pictures and interviews from reporters. You stand in the crowd as the lights dim once more, lost in a sea of people and wondering where to go next. |
//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I [ 18 PHASE II [ ?? PHASE III [ 21 PHASE IV [ 02 BONUS [ why[ The party will be long, so take your time enjoying each scenario... and dreading it. At the end of it all, things will be calmed down and you're free to enjoy the night as you please. Remember to keep things PG (the FAQ below elaborates!), and absolutely no forcing any R-rated things with anyone below 15-16 (so be sure to ask their age, right?) or the droids will have a little fun chasing you around! Do enjoy the pretty views of the gorgeous digital city though. Which seems strangely quiet, but at this late hour, why not, right? ] |
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The screens lining the walls inside even extend into the bathrooms and the back rooms, playing commercial after commercial, all CERES themed, as you mingle with the other guests, but occasionally, the image transforms into a flash of something else. It appears for a split-second. There's the face of a woman, lips parted in a soundless cry. She looks to be in pain, fingers pressed to the screen. It's so quick that most don't register it, barely even notice it's there unless they focus. The party continues without incident, otherwise. Because it's a pretty damn good party, isn't it? There's plenty of food, strong drinks - hey, no one under seventeen is allowed to drink - and many decorative people. Just ignore that feeling of being watched! You're just so good looking, after all.
//RUN.EXE
Welcome to CEREALIA's first test drive! Please forgive our appearance as we are going through the final stages game completion. While most pages are under development and/or hidden from the public eye, please don't feel discouraged, since knowing everything doesn't always make the experience. Your characters will know as little as you. For your convenience, we have compiled a mini-FAQ - please read it thoroughly before playing. Thank you! FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS HOW DID MY CHARACTER GET HERE? You may have been just been doing their day-to-day activities - be it swimming or fighting demons - but the next moment, a crack and blinding light - now you're here, in your best attire, celebrating. The memories of your at-home activities fade away like a fleeting dream, and it's replaced with the feeling of happiness. ( You haven't forgotten your past, just that anything you were doing seems far too distant to be important. ) Must be something in the air. You can't remember clearly fighting for CERES, and whatever this Julius Vincere is telling you might be complete bullshit for all you know, but something influences you to play along anyway - if you think about it long enough, perhaps you had fought for CERES after all...?WHO/WHAT IS CERES? WHAT IS CEREALIA? You mean... you don't remember? After all the help you gave it?WHAT FORMAT CAN WE USE FOR THIS TESTDRIVE? Action (brackets/prose), video/voice, and texting are all available via your CEREVICE at this moment. Most functions are currently undergoing a system update, but as long as it is still connected to the Auralia Network, it will be available for communicative uses.WHAT IS ViVID? An amazing VR game! The demo version of ViViD will be here to play, aren't you excited? It's played with headsets that immediately allow you to experience full-body simulation, without having to move out of your seat! You can enjoy the demo world, design your own, play alone, play with a team, but remember, the boss must be beaten! Please check the phase ii thread for details and interactions!SO... PHASE III? Sexy things can happen, you're getting hot and heavy on the dance floor, and there are rooms in the back that can be decorated to your mood, after all. REMEMBER, the age of consent is 15-16, please use your own discretion and don't upset people. For the test drive, any situation that goes above PG (beyond kissing/grinding/light making out... We're lenient) must go into threads in your own journals. Any creeper behavior or unwanted advances will get an IC boot into the Frozen Locker with "Let it Go" on repeat.POWER LIMITATIONS? Actually, no, the characters don't have any of their abilities locked or otherwise suppressed. More info will be i the official FAQ, but so long as you don't destroy the entire game ( and we trust you can use your powers responsibly— as does CERES! ), limitations are nonexistent.OKAY, WHAT ABOUT PREVIOUS GAME MEMORIES? It's completely acceptable to bring a character that has been in a previous game to Cerealia!THE NAME LOOKS FAMILIAR. . . Yes, a loosely related setting concept with a place called CEREALIA was pitched for an ExitVoid phase before the moderators decided to close the game for good. A few of us got together with the original pitchers of the idea since we thought it really awesome and with a lot of potential and decided to try our own thing with it!ARE THE GAMES RELATED? Nope. Not at all, it's been rehashed from the ground up and built to stand on its own as an original place and game.We'll keep coming back to this, so don't worry. |
Shindou Takuto | Inazuma Eleven GO! | Phase III + Phase IV
[The dance floor is too tightly packed for Shindou to handle. So many people thronging, unfamiliar faces, the constant pulse of the music -- they're all foreign to him, even without the distant awareness that he has no real clue where he is. (This isn't a party with the soccer club; this isn't his room at home with Chopin floating from the piano.) He feels like he should be intimidated, but it's more the fact that the fear and confusion refuse to sink in, that the beat and the strangers who keep shoving up against him only drive the rush of adrenaline higher, that's truly overwhelming.
He tries to ask someone along the far wall if they know the way outside, but all that earns him is a smile and a glass pressed into the palm of his hand. (He's pretty sure he's not allowed to drink whatever's in it.) So, instead, he moves along the borders of the dance floor, edging past the celebrants as politely as possible, until he stumbles upon the back rooms.
The first lounge-space he tries is, uhm, populated already, but if there's anyone in the next he comes to, he doesn't notice them right off the bat at least. That's good enough for him; he drops straight down onto a luxurious couch by the wall.
It's only after he's let himself sink into the cushions, contraband champagne still in hand, that he realizes just how badly he needs to catch his breath.]
Phase IV
[Shindou is just so lucky tonight(?).
He's barely made his way from the lounges in the back, out to the party again, when everything falls violently apart. Panicked, someone points to the body overhead, and then security is streaming in. The lights collapse, and that thing snakes out from the vents. Shindou finds himself caught in a torrent of fleeing bodies as he stares in shock at the monster...which has come to a halt, clinging to the ventilation shafts almost directly overhead.
He doesn't know if he can get away from it. Even if he had a clue where away was here, the mob all around him is packed too tight, and the way that thing moves...it'll only hurt someone else, even if he somehow manages to escape.
Without thinking, he reaches for his keshin. Light flares across his frame, replacing whatever outfit he's shown up in with something a little more flashy. And then it's easy enough to start moving through the crowd. A high leap sends him over the mob's head - and precariously closer to the monstrosity above - for a beat, then back down a fair distance away.
Shindou has no idea how to fight something like that, but maybe if he can draw his attention, get it moving in the opposite direction that most of the partygoers appear to be fleeing...well, it's as much of a plan as he can grasp onto, right now.]
phase III
You look tired. If you want water, there's plenty in the icebox.
[ she smiled politely and then nodded to a mini refrigerator set into the wall in case it wasn't obvious what she was referring to. It was such a marvelous invention, wasn't it? ]
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He blinks in the woman's direction, silent for a beat, and then nods.]
Oh...right. Thank you.
[Water sounds like a good idea, so Shindou makes himself get back on his feet and paces over to the fridge, claiming a bottle for himself. It's almost a shock what a relief the first draw he takes from it is -- in the crowd outside, the thirst and fatigue he's noticing now hadn't crept into consciousness.]
Sorry to intrude...I didn't know there was anyone else in here. It's just insane out there.
[Apologies or not, he doesn't move to go, lingering by the couch's arm. It's too important right now that he get a moment's peace and figure out where he is...and why he's not quite sure whether or not he's supposed to be here.]
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If I had insisted on keeping my own company I would have locked the door. [ although she had checked. It would seem their host didn't believe in such things. And rearranging the furniture was just far too much work. ] And anyway, I'm pretty much here for the same reason as yourself. I enjoy a good party, but I'm far more used to something a bit more sedate. [ or at least with fewer flashing lights. One could never predict how quiet a party would be when soldiers of rivaling factions gathered. ]
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I've never seen a party as hectic as this one is.
[He admits, his tone somewhere between wary and a little bit amazed. It doesn't take long, though, before he hesitates, then falls much more obviously towards the former option:]
I apologize if this is a strange question, but -
Do you know exactly where we are right now? Or remember coming here? Those are both...vague for me.
[And yet somehow that's not as baffling or as frightening as it should be. Really, the fact that he's not at home or with the others back on the Galaxy Nauts isn't half as worrisome as the thought that maybe someone at the party slipped him something, and that's why he's not clear-headed. (That kind of thing happens at wild parties, right?) ]
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You can't remember?
[ she raised a brow and then bit her lip before sighing. ]
I'm afraid I'm much the same. I seem to recall that I was instrumental in this victory that Julius Vinceres spoke of, but I the details are elusive. I admit, I had thought perhaps the celebrations had started a little bit early tonight.
[ but even with that, she should have remembered more by now. She hadn't had a drink in several hours. ]
By your own admission, it must be the same for you, correct?
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[Shindou visibly tenses, gritting his teeth as he tries to work through the muddle in his brain. Because no, he really can't, however much it feels like there should be something there to give him all the answers. There's a gap that he can't quite pry into.
Finally, he shakes his head.]
But I can't come up with anything solid. The last thing I recall clearly, I was with a group of my friends in, ah...outer space.
[He hesitates on that last note, shrugging slightly. It's a long story.]
I'm not even sure where we are now, to be honest.
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You've been in outer space? What's it like?
[ she would have said he's joking, but she was starting to wonder about, well, everything placed in front ofher at the moment. Too much was foreign, too much was strange, but to have been able to go out there... It was but a dream of a dream still in her time although of a certainty they were getting closer every day. Even if it was just a fantasy, she wouldn't mind a tale or two. It's out of stories, after all, that ideas are born. ]
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[There's a half-sheepish look from the teen as he offers that answer, knowing it doesn't measure up to Peggy's excitement. Under the circumstances, though, it's hard to explain about the Grand Celestia tournament or how he'd ended up on the other side of the galaxy with ten other middle-school kids.
He'll try to offer a little more, though:]
It makes you feel like the world you knew about is only a glimpse of what's out there.
Do you think we're back on Earth here, then? It doesn't feel like it -- and there are people out in the crowds who don't look totally human.
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But there are others just like us then, yes? I always wondered, but I never quite had the proof to prove it. [ or rather her agency did; one can only imagine what she unearths after creating S.H.I.E.L.D. ]
Oh, and I believe I have an answer for that although I have no means of telling you how they came to be or even why we're here. I believe our host, Julius Vinceres, is showcasing his companies wares as part of the wait-staff. They're androids.
[ surely that's what Shindou was talking about, yes? ]