//SCENARIOS.EXE
PROMPT I [ 00 00 ]
COSPLAY IS MAGIC
The convention center is crowded, and many of the congoers are most definitely getting into this. They seem to think you are, too—even if you're not in cosplay, they sure are under the impression that you are (you know, as yourself)! Don't be surprised if you get stopped for pictures by overly enthusiastic colony natives.
...also don't be surprised if strangers dressed as people you know from home jump in on these pictures. They're all too willing and eager to talk about how hard they worked on their costumes, and how excited to see other fans they are. Heck, some of them might even be cosplaying you! Hopefully you don't get a highlander waxing poetic about how they would have chosen a better wig to suit your hairstyle than what you have or that your scar is on the wrong eye or how that material you chose for your vest is kind of tacky.
Also, don't correct them about any facts they have wrong about you (or your world), if they start talking to you about it. Some will be very insistent they know what they are doing as a dedicated fan and cosplayer. (maybe you just didn't study your reference book hard enough before arriving like they did.)
It's a fierce world out there of competitiveness. (some cosplayers will have done excellent jobs, and of course, others will not so great. it's up you and whoever you tag with on the types you'll meet! if you end up in the bathrooms at any point, you will find them crowded with cosplayers trying to fix wardrobe malfunctions and stalls being used as dressing rooms. Hopefully you can wait.)
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HOW MUCH FOR THAT FRENCH FRY, AGAIN?
It's shaping up that there are long, loooong lines for the various panels and activities, so you'll want to get in line early if you want to be sure you get a good spot! The topics of the panels span a range of just about anything under the sun, from origami lessons to voice-acting discussions to cosplay makeup tips to the wonderful world of slash fiction. There is one panel that doesn't have much of a wait to get in—and that will be basically a rehash of the introductory powerpoint sequence, but they added some sort of flashing effects that could probably give someone a seizure. If nothing else, you'll be rewarded for your mistake of staying in that room for even ten seconds with a headache and a bit of nausea that'll require you to get a bottle of water and/or food from a vendor to make it go away. (Food from outside won't help, and the character will have nausea for the entire day of the con unless they remedy it with some over-priced convention food!).
If you get hungry while waiting in line, you'll want to send someone out on a food run. Be sure to only buy from approved CERESCON vendors! Some of the restaurants from the city have set up booths (maybe your character is working at one!), but the prices are high and the portions are tiny. Don't even think about trying to smuggle in food from the outside, either. If you leave the con to save yourself some money for lunch, make sure to finish it first as bringing it back to the con will have the special security force come up to you once at the door (and stopped by a con-volunteer about the food), take it out of your hands and—
—throw it on the ground in front of you both. Maybe jump on it for good measure, while they are at it. The volunteer that had stopped you in the first place will now cheerily point you in the direction of various food stands scattered throughout the convention center. You know, as if nothing just happened there with your smuggled goods being found. You can expect jacked prices from the aggravating that you begrudgingly pay to the outlandish.
PROMPT III [ 0000 ] HAMSTER STYLE
All throughout the day, a large hall with a sturdy wooden floor will be hosting a wide variety of video games. There are your usual arcade games, some console games set up on floating flatscreen televisions, and five dance game consoles (strangely similar to DanceDance Revolution and ParaPara Paradise, for those who know of them from home)— show them your moves and try to be as awesome as this guy. (Games can be a parody of just about any video games out there, so use your imagination. You can even have a special booth that's trying to promote a game like Sword Hell Touken Ranbu mania that you're either into yourselves or are victim to via plurk timelines. Or, you can have visual novels to play as they try to promote those. Anything goes, even if you probably wouldn't normally find it at a convention to play.)
If your character is from a video game, even with the game being played at the con as a parody, they can find little freebie trinkets that may have them as the character on it promoting the gameplay!)
When the sun goes down, that's when the party really starts. The CERESCON Rave takes place in another area—an unimaginably big ballroom on the second floor of the convention in its West Wing. Once 9:00PM hits, even if you are doing other con activities, volunteers will start coaxing you towards the direction of the rave. The longer you resist, the more insistent they will get. Although they will eventually drag your sorry butt there, you'll be able to leave around fifteen minutes after the rave starts and go back to what you were doing. If you somehow managed not to get dragged to the rave, the efficient cleaner robots will assume you are con equipment needing to be put away and lock you in a storage closet. Maybe if you scream really loud for help, someone will eventually notice and be able to open it so you can get yourself out of the dark.
As for the ballroom itself, the large space will be transformed in a fancy display (transformer style!! they obviously must have observed mecha transformations for it in particular because it's pretty much a ripoff) into a dance floor with blacklights, colored strobe lights before the doors close and everything goes black. At the back of the room, a large theater style video will play. At around 0:35 seconds in the video, all the lights will come back on for partying. And the end of the video will have the car come busting through the screen like its paper and the hamsters will get out and guess what!@! They're your DJs for the evening. They like it when you dance with them, so make sure to at least pretend for one song. Also, upon entering you'll have been given glowsticks of all kinds, so let loose and have a blast. (If your character so desired, they could have activated the glowsticks at any time. Note that there will be npc natives in addition to player characters at the rave!).
—and, hey, wallfowers!! Why aren't you dancing?? What did you get told about fun when you entered this convention?!
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CHECK OUT WHAT I HAVE UNDER THIS COAT.
A dealer's room! That should be harmless. Lets start with how incredibly huge it is and that they have some awesome music and live entertainment while you shop(?!)
There are all sorts of thing available to buy here—everything from knockoff comics and DVDs to keychains and plushies to somewhat more reasonably priced packaged snacks to cat ears that wriggle in accordance with your brainwaves. What a great use of science, right? All of the vendors are so excited to be here, and even more excited to have you looking at their wares! But mostly they're excited for your money.
They've employed the same kind of helpful robots that had kept people in line back at badge pick-up to usher people over to their stands, and if anyone uses excuses "It's too expensive" or "I don't have enough money," when declining interest in buying something, never fear. The robot-merchants will be more than glad to strongarm another shopper into joining you and will then proceed to repeat, "SHARING IS CARING, SO SPLIT THE BILL, CHINSWAD!" over and over again until you buy something... even if you don't actually know whoever they brought over.
The far side of the room is devoted to stalls where artists are hawking their wares. If you think you see some familiar faces mixed in with the unfamiliar ones in the artwork, that's because you do—some of the natives have taken to illustrating pictures and doujinshi featuring none other than you along with your friends from home, your cross-canon CR, or even just people you haven't met yet that they think you would look cute with. These works range from fluffy to disturbingly explicit, though underage characters won't find themselves featured in anything questionable (nor will they be able to look at the material). In fact, the dealers will seem to know when the udnerage are approaching, and will hide the explicit works from view before they can even see them, including taking goods you or another may currently be looking at.
Make sure you buy something before exiting! Getting to the exit without at least one purchase will have you stopped by the volunteers at the exit making sure people are exiting without killing each other. What do you mean you didn't buy something? Get back in there, because they aren't going to let you out until you do.
In fact, if you try to exit without any merchandise, you'll be expected to get two. Please and thank you for demonstrating your enthusiasm to having fun this CERESCON. (If a character buys something for another character and gives it to them, it counts as purchasing an item. volunteers just conveniently know and so does Panda-san. )
Now get out and don't come back unless you're planning to buy something the next time you're here. Have a nice day.
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YOU WANT TO HIT MY WHAT?
And, of course, CERES has latched onto one of the more trying convention traditions. We aren't talking about shouts of "YOU JUST LOST THE GAME" or "BUTTSCRATCHER", or anything else that has been a thing shouted pointlessly.
We are talking about good ol' paddles.
Yaoi paddles. Yuri paddles. And many other varieties between and outside thereof the aformentioned, too. Natives have purchased them, and are extremely enthusiastic to have heard of the ways of other worlds using these items at conventions. Don't you worry, no matter who you are, they're coming for you, and probably when you least expect it.
Since it will happen multiple times throughout the convention regardless if you've already been graced by any, characters may start to realize that background noise (is this chase music?!) will be heard to alert you of paddler presence. Unfortunately, if you can hear the music, it means you are already in their sights and locked-on for targeting. You better run before they hit you, because if they do, you'll be incurring the effect of the paddle and have some terribly strong sexual desires to act on them (so if you're hit with an uke paddle, you'll end up feeling pretty hot and bothered quite soon along with the desire to be particularly submissive with your partner).
Obviously, the paddlers will try to lead you back (as you're pretty much going to end up in some sort of semi-stunned state for the first few minutes before it isn't numb anymore and the paddle effects set on) to find the right match for you! Because, really, what these natives to seem to be really doing is trying to get some real-life doujinshi scene actions from you guys. Give your loyal fans some fanservice and make them scream.
(You didn't really think they'd hit you with a paddle without an ulterior motive, did you...)
The effects will wear off in about a half-hour or until you do at least some form of physical contact. Kissing and above will be enough to get rid of the effects, although the more explicit the intimacy is, the longer period of time before more paddlers start looking for your cute butt, again.
If running isn't your thing, you finally seem to have some options to you. You can get a paddle of your own from a stall in the dealer's room. Other paddle wielders will leave you alone while you have it, as long as you're actively chasing others down! Happy hunting. These paddles can be anything from a normal paddle that induces no effect at all except the "innocent" slapping of someone's ass with said paddle or you can get your game on and take out your feelings of humiliation on other congoers. Or use it to your advantage if you got a crush or well, when you think about the possibilities are endless. Also, if you snap a paddle on someone, the native paddlers will console you for your loss and conveniently have another one to offer you.
If you try to hit natives possessing paddles of their own, they all seem to really like it and think that means you want to play with them. It won't end in your favor. Trust us.
Cerealians really can't understand why these things have mostly been banned in other worlds. This might be the most glorious part of the weekend to them.
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Get this Party Started
Ada Vessalius / Pandora Hearts
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[ a lot of strange and terrible things have happened to Ada in her life - especially recently - but this has to be one of the strangest. Whether it's also one of the most terrible remains to be seen, but right now, it's beginning to look that way. Everything here is completely high-tech and therefore completely foreign, from the buildings to the powerpoints, and when she gets to the con, well - she's completely shocked. What is this even supposed to be?
Poor Ada is standing there in line for something or other, trembling slightly and looking like she may be close to tears (shameful, but she's overwhelmed.) In an attempt to distract herself, or, miraculously, find something useful, she's digging through that goodie bag. T-shirt. Schedules. A whole fried turkey leg?? And what's this, some kind of device? The poor girl pulls it out, only to realize-- ]
-- Kyaaa!
[ sorry, whoever is in front of her, you just got hit in the back of the head with a complimentary dildo that has a faint coating of poultry grease. THANKS CEREALIA. ]
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E-eh? It looks realistic? But... it is real...
[ guess who literally just came from the Victorian era in a noblewoman's dress? This girl. Naturally, she's a huge hit amongst the cosplayers, who are amazed at the level of detail and authenticity of her dress. At first, she was flattered, but the more people gathering to marvel at her poofy gown, the more she feels uncomfortable. Ada tries very hard not to judge others - she does. But she can't help but be a little intimidated by these people when half of them are carrying what look like enormous weapons. And why is that man in heart boxers and nothing else in public? Who is that person wearing a voluptuous mascot costume?
Also, why are they all asking to take pictures with her and hug her? She's not one for excessive contact even with her friends; with strangers is out of the question. Yet here she is. ]
Um, p-please, don't come so close...! You're very kind, but, um...!
[ someone please bail her out. ]
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[ in the dealer's room, Ada finally finds solace. Sure, it's still loud and crazy and scary in here, and she still doesn't know where she is, exactly - to say nothing of the fact that she's still barely recovering from a huge number of losses back home - but there's something here that's caught her eye here. Something that, even momentarily, distracts her enough to give her a moment's peace.
Naturally, it's this, found in the obligatory steampunk booth.
Ada can be found staring at it with glittering eyes. She has no idea what steampunk is, nor does she care, but that witch hat is amazing. And the little golden skeleton is so cute... ]
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Chief amongst them are the cosplayers, since they've been fawning over Ciel all day as well. His outfits were just as elaborately Victorian, and he's also somewhat, well. Cute. He would hate, completely loathe to acknowledge that's why, but that's totally it. His personality may be shit, but he has a cute face.
Luckily for Ada, however, some of his good points are showing through, since as he walks by, he does recognize Ada. There are a few moments where he deliberates and considers just walking on, since it's clearly not his business, but... ]
Ergh.
[ The friendship ergh is a powerful force. Ciel pushes through the group crowding around Ada, and he offers a hand to her. He's at least a polite little gentleman, even if he's annoyed. ]
Come. You're Oz's sister, yes?
the friendship ergh...
Oz? ]
You -- you knew my brother?
[ the past tense hurts still. But the mention alone is enough to win some of her trust; she puts her hand in his, confused, but in need of some saving. ]
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I know him, yes.
[ He stresses the tense, since it's odd, and perhaps she just misspoke? Whatever. He's quickly leading her away from The Horde. He's at least used to the mechanics here well enough that he doesn't question her lack of recognition, and he's able to roll along with it more smoothly. ]
I've been living with him for the past few months by now.
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... But now's not the time to worry about that. She keeps pace with Ciel easily
because he's shortbecause she doesn't want to spend any more time trapped in that knot of people than she has to, though his words threaten to stop her in her tracks. ]-- You've been living with him?! But... how? [ no, more than that- ] W-who are you?
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[ He introduces himself smoothly, though his concern still catches him a bit off guard. His mind is moving, and he's thinking about what Ada could mean, but it's a bit difficult to do so when dodging yaoi paddles... Luckily they're dirty hets right now, so Ciel is safer than he's been all day. ]
I met him several months ago, and we've been living together since we arrived here. I... [ He hesitates, since he wants to ask what she means, but he changes his mind. ] Did you just arrive here?
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Of course, he can't ever greet anyone like a normal person. Instead of starting things off with a HI ADA WELCOME BACK or anything similar, he just trots up to her side, looks at what she's looking at, and then stares up and over (he still hasn't gotten over that) at Ada.]
Do you like that hat?
[It sure is an experience...]
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he may notice that she looks slightly different - her hair is cut into a bob, and she looks a bit more tired. The past few days have been a whirlwind of mourning, healing and rebuilding, and coming here certainly hasn't helped much with the tumult in her life. The sound of a voice brings her back out of her momentary fantasy with the hat sharply.
Because it's a very familiar voice - one she would never mistake. After a half-second, she whips around, expression caught in a painful place halfway between hope and resignation, expecting to see nothing. But there he is. Standing there like nothing ever happened, exactly as he appeared not even a week ago. And Ada doesn't even question it. In her heart, she's never stopped waiting for him to come home. ]
B... Big brother...!
[ the hat is forgotten entirely, and the small strand of tension and determination that had been holding back the floodgates snaps; her eyes brim with tears, and for the first time in a long time, they're not tears of loss. Hope and resignation turn into relief, bittersweet, and though they're in public, and she'll be embarrassed in a moment or two, she can't stop herself from suddenly reaching out and burying her face in his shoulder, almost clinging to him. This seemed like a dream before - or a nightmare - but now, she's desperately praying that it's real. ]
You're okay...
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It's not like he isn't aware of what will happen, after all. If everything goes according to plan, he knows exactly what will happen. Talking about it with Alice and Gilbert ahead of time had been the most he could do, but he had been well aware of the fact that it would leave a number of other people in the lurch, including his sister. Is this an indication, then? A sign that he had managed to see that plan through to the very end...? He can't think of another reason for a reaction this strong.
It's so strong that he can feel himself tearing up a little too, but he's quick to reach back. She's much too tall for him to be able to hold as he had done when they were both little and she had scraped her knees or woke up from a nightmare, but he holds tight just the same.]
—Yeah! I'm okay. [Or he hasn't been un-okayed yet?? Which is the general impression he's getting here, but that's too complex to have as casual floor banter. Then there's a muffled:]
Sorry- [For making her cry, for whatever reason it may be this time. But apologies always seem to fall flat to his ears, and he isn't sure they'll ever be enough when he's the one giving them.] -It's okay, so you don't have to cry.
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Even so, she doesn't blame him. Her brother is a hero. Ada shakes her head against him with a sniffle. ]
Don't apologize, [ she replies in a quaking voice. Oz had disappeared, and yet here he is, in this strange land. The feeling of his hands on her back - smaller than she remembers, as always - confirms that he's here. Right now, she doesn't even need an explanation. She's just happy - unspeakably happy, even through the tears. ]
I thought... I thought I'd never see you again... I missed you!
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It's terrible, because he can't even be a good older brother here and promise her that things will continue to be okay. He can't promise how long this reprieve will be, can't promise that she won't have more hardships to deal with. He can't even promise that he'll be around tomorrow to guide Ada through life in the city (again) and try to make up for all of the lost time in the past and all of the lost time she'll have to sit through alone in the future.
But even more than that, it's a blessing. He hadn't allowed himself to linger much on his plan while he was at the amusement park, because there were more people who needed more immediate help there. Likewise, he's dedicated himself to figuring out Cerealia. The people here need to be saved, too. Because of that, it's taken until now for the full impact of his actions (future actions, but his all the same) to sink in, and he's seeing for the first time how much he's putting everyone through. He doesn't regret it, since it means he was able to right the damage he had helped cause, but... he does regret making his only sister cry.]
I missed you, too. [True, even if it's in a different context. He's been worried about Ada since her disappearance from the city.] ...Do you want to go find a place to sit? I think we have a lot to talk about.
[They're probably being bumped and jostled by steampunk enthusiasts too, and the booth owner keeps glancing over like they want to offer assistance...]
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Gack!
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I -- I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to hit you! A-are you okay, sir?
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It- it is okay, Miss! It must have been a simple mistake. [And he slowly picks up the odd... device and he holds it out towards her obliviously.] Here is the item that you dropped!
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N-no, I don't want it back! It's filthy...!
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Filthy...? [That's right! It had landed in the dirt. Lee nods in apparent understanding.]
I apologize! Please do not worry, I will clean all of the dirt off of it! [He obliviously wipes at it with his sleeve.]
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Wah! You're so cute~ Hey, let's take a picture.
[ Holding Ada's hand, Taiwan leans on her as she blows the cameras a kiss. They're suddenly hit by a barrage of lights and shutter sounds. ]
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Eh? W-wait, I--
[ she's not ready!! But the flashes go off, and poor Ada is probably raising her hand in front of her face and blinking in 75% of the pictures. Though she doesn't exactly yank her hand away from Taiwan, she does try to tug it out of her grip. ]
I'm sorry, but I -- I don't want my picture taken!
[ attempting to turn away, as well - presumably to make a break for it. ]/small>
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You heard her! She doesn't want her picture taken anymore. Bye bye, bye bye!
[ Because she's not that inconsiderate, gosh. Thankfully, the photographers and other bystanders are persuaded enough to leave. After she waves goodbye to the dispersing crowd, she lets out a huge sigh of relief. ]
Cosplaying is tiring, but it sure has its rewards... I'm sorry. Are you okay?
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... Apparently, yes. Her struggling slows, then stops, as she realizes the crowd is dispersing. While she's still feeling awkward holding hands with someone she doesn't know, she can't help but stare at Taiwan with some measure of gratitude. And amazement. ]
Y... Yes... W-what was that? [ pause. Then, all at once: ] I couldn't get them to go away at all! Thank you...
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Don't mention it! Having a bit of charisma goes a long way, I think. It looks like you have it, too. [ She gives her a wink. Have some confidence! ] Those were fans, you know? They all love your costume!
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[APPARENTLY.]
[Anyway, Maya sees this girl floundering and getting swarmed and forces her way into the crowd, loudly announcing:]
Look, over there! Those Terminal Illusion guys are making out again! You know, the ones with the crazy hair and the organ theme song!
[And as a sea of heads turn, Maya snags Ada's wrist and starts to run. Come with her if you want to live free of otakus!!]
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Ada can't help but glance the same direction as the rest of the crowd when Maya makes her announcement - even though she has no idea what the girl is talking about. It must be important, right? Or a perfect distraction.
She's about to try taking the opportunity to run away, herself, when she's suddenly snatched up by Maya, stumbling after her. ]
-- Wah! W-wait a second...!
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[Maya's here to feyve the day! But either way, their attention is diverted, leaving the two girls to flee!]
[She sends Ada a Significant Look, you know, the kind an action protagonist would send to the other action protagonist who gets dragged along for the plot]
Quick, while they're distracted!
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Take her away from this place, please! Far away, preferably. Before she gets run down again. ]
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