//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.)
PROMPT II [ 0000 ]
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?!
PROMPT IV [ 0000 ]
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.
BONUS [ whyo'clock ]
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
where all the swords originated from...
Right? I mean, I totally get why! [It's because he's the best, obviously. BUT WAIT A SECOND HERE-- there's a potential insult he's sniffed out. He sets his hands against his hips, already shifting from amused to vaguely standoffish.]
Are you saying I'm not the best out of all of them?
[BRUTUS NO... Don't betray him like this.]
i thought they came from the fires of sword hell...
The best? I dunno, you an' me never went at it, did we?
[He grins, which probably looks a little terrifying since it's Dotanuki and an attempt at a smile. The unholy union probably spawned demons of their own.
When he concentrates, he can tell that this Kashuu is real and it causes him to relax.]
But I guess since you're real, you're better than the rest I've run into.
the fires of sword hell, confusionville. they have nice postcards
He seems vaguely placated by the answer too, even if he tilts his head somewhat haughtily before speaking.]
That better still be true by the end of the day. [Don't find a cosplayer to replace him, Donut. He'll be crushed...
THAT SAID:] Anyway, I guess we can save giving out titles for later. You got a lot of adjusting to do first!
ohhh i see. now i must collect all the postcards, like pokemon
[He shrugs and then seems a little unsettled at being reminded by where he is.]
Hng...Guess, I do, but right now I just wanna know what the hell is really going on. What is this place? And why can't we leave without that stupid panda coming after us?
be the very best like no one ever was.....
But oh, shifting a little bit into Mild Business Mode here.]
Dunno. These things just happen sometimes, but we never really get an explanation. ["At least things aren't trying to murder us", he almost says, but what if he curses their good luck. He'll just keep that thought to himself...]
You saw the powerpoint, yeah? That presentation thing.
to catch them is my real test
Yeah, if you mean that weird thing they made me watch when I got here? Yeah, I saw it. Made about as much sense as anything else I saw here.
[Which is nothing. Nothing here makes sense.]
So what other kind of stuff happens here? Anything good?
[Meaning battles, for him.]
cain u train postcards, that's the real question here
Not much else is gonna make sense, so you know. [Just giving a good ol' friendly heads-up before Dotanuki has the chance to start hoping for something different.
THAT SAID... BOY what a loaded question. If he had been around to ask just a week ago, Kashuu's immediate answer would have been "HELLA" and he'd have drowned poor Donut in babble about the excellent party they all got to go to. As things are, the first thing that comes to mind is the spectacular failure of a snowstorm they had to deal with, in which Haru was injured despite there being a good ten or so swords out in the snow.]
—Not sure if I'd call it good, but it can be like home. [Dangerous, he means.] I haven't seen any enemies from the Retrograding Army here, but there's other stuff to watch out for.
you can have train postcards, does that work
Dotanuki considers that and, after a moment, nods. Like home meant danger and danger meant he still had a role to play. With Haru here, it was unlikely that he'd get shunted back to storage, but that was always an underlying concern. If there wasn't anything for him to do, he feared getting dull and that could never be allowed to happen.]
Other stuff like what? I haven't seen any dangerous people around here.
[Wait, no.]
Except for those weirdoes with paddles and the goddamn panda.
http://i.imgur.com/HpPgKAv.jpg if they're pokemon train postcards
Making a face that's caught somewhere between amusement and "oh god no" at the mention of the paddle army and the dang panda, though.]
Those're new and I don't think they'll be sticking around. Probably. [Probably. The potential threat is so real...]
It's not really the people that are dangerous, anyway. A couple weeks ago there was some staged attack on the city, and the things we fought definitely weren't human.
yes, now they are
Also that "Probably" did nothing to assuage his desire to stab the paddlers or the panda in the face. If he kills them maybe they'll stay gone.]
Staged attack?
[Okay, that definitely gets his interest.]
What happened?
THEN WE HAVE OURSELVES A CHILDRENS TV SHOW
But, on the more serious note of winter bullshit:]
There was some weird holiday here last week, but I don't really get what it's supposed to be about. Like, some fat guy in a suit breaks into people's houses and either leaves them gifts or tries to kill them? [?!??! THE FUTURE IS DANGEROUS.]
Anyway, that was only part of it. None of us were in the apartment so I only heard about the suit guy later. [Waves a hand since clearly that part's unimportant!!] There was a blizzard outside and we all kinda got separated, and there were things out there to fight, too. I'm not sure what they were... Definitely not human, but not from the Retrograding Army either.
[He's actually been trying to puzzle this out despite his outwardly cavalier attitude over the past week, but he's made approximately 0% progress beyond "weird Cerealia bullshit making a holiday weird I guess".]
TIME TO WRITE A THEME SONG
Besides, this guy in a suit? He sounds more interesting. And by interesting, he means absolutely batshit insane.]
Haa? Why the hell would anyone celebrate a guy breakin' into your house to kill you? [Or give you gifts, but the killing part is what's sticking right now.] And are those things from the snow still here? [Because Dotanuki could do with beating the ever living snot out of something once this thing is over.]
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But ah, they seem to be on the same page. Kashuu just shrugs like I DUNNO because he sure doesn't know. Maybe it's a weird human thing? A weird alien thing?? Some people seem distressed but most got over it so quickly that he can't help but feel like they're probably used to it. Traditions are weird and scary, basically.]
Nope, you missed out. They all totally vanished when things went back to normal. [Poor Dotanuki, missing out on the action... It was definitely nice to go back to something as familiar as a battlefield, even if the field in question was entirely different this time.]
Buuut I've heard it gets pretty crazy here sometimes, so you'll probably be able to go knock some enemies around soon.
[He knows where Donut's priorities are.]
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Weird human alien thing probably. He hopes Haru doesn't make them celebrate more of those holidays.]
Heh, good. Too bad I missed it this round though.
[Yes, you know his priorities so well, Cashew. He's actually happy at the idea that he'll get to bash heads here eventually.]
Until then, you guys have somewhere you practice?
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Weeell, there's a dojo. [But something about his tone seems to say "not really", anyway...]
It's open for everyone to use so it's super crowded all the time, but that's about the only arena in the city. Some people go to the park if there're too many spars going on in the gym.
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Guess a park's as good as anything.
[He'd practice in the apartments or hallways or even the backyard if he had to.]
Why's there only one if the place's so popular?
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It's all right, I guess. At least the trees there don't attack people.
[Which does indeed happen in other places. Tellus is just full of surprises and most of them are honestly pretty awful...]
I think it's because there's not a lot of space to build big things here. The city's really cramped and the only open area is the park. Obviously no one's gonna build anything out there.
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Huh...
[A cramped city? The last time he remembered being in one of those was in Meiji-- Wait, what?]
Trees? The trees here attack people?
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Uhh, a handful do sometimes. [what kind of stupid answer is that] I mean, there were some at that garden party a while back that were trying to strangle people or something? I cut a few down with Mutsu but you can't really tell which trees are gonna attack and which aren't when they're all standing still.
[It was a dumb experience and he doesn't want this life, but here he is, stuck with it anyway...]
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Also. Wtf, Cashew. This place is WAY more fun than the presentation made it seem.]
But they can't be too hard to fight, right? They're stuck to one place. Is that garden still open?
[Please don't tell him that's gone, too. Why is he missing all the fun???]
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He knew Donut would love the rough-and-tumble aspect of Tellus, though!! He was given A Look™ when he said he was relieved things wouldn't get boring but swords understand.]
Yeah, but I haven't been back since that night sooo... [A SHRUG.] They might still be there, they might be gone. S'not like you can go check right now anyway, unless you wanna try taking some of those guards out.
[At least he'll be around to see it if an attempt is made...]
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But so long as the place with the killer trees exists, then Dotanuki knows where to go so he can get some training in. Cool, swordbro, thanks! He nods, but then looks to the guards keeping them inside.]
You'll have to show me when we get out of here. I tried to break out once or twice, but I don't know what they're made of. [Broken dreams and the tears of children, probably.] But maybe with two of us, we could flank 'em.
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Maybe someone else'll give you a hand. I can't leave yet. [People want to take his picture, Donut! They're posing with him and asking him if he's seen merch with his face on it!! And occasionally getting a little creepy but he'll put up with it for the sake of the normal praise.
Plus he's in the middle of a complicated food cart heist and he can't abandon his poor partner in crime...]
Just remind me once it's over! The park's super big and right in the center of things so you can't really miss it.
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Also what. Why can't you leave, Cashew? Is this place holding you hostage???]
Why can't you get out of here? Is it some kind of binding?
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Some kind of binding, though... Bless his comrade for trying so hard. There's some definite amusement in his expression now just because who even leaps to a conclusion like that, even if it's actually pretty sensible with the weird shit that happens around the city.]
No, no - nothing like that. There's just someone here that I can't let down! Besides, a lot of the people have been fun to talk to.
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