//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
Hideyoshi Nagachika | Tokyo Ghoul | Open
[ Bewilderment riddled with a sense of loss and what felt like the trickles of nostalgia all washed over him at once. How long had he been standing here, gazing at the three Kaneki’s that huddled before him. Their light snickers and giggles unnerving him a tad. However, he kept his cool, waving slightly as he gave them a nervous chuckle. ]
[ He was aware of the existence of cosplayers from his home in Japan, for he had been to a few cons. Still, it was strange seeing that not just one, but three of these strange inhabitants had dressed like his own friend--whom he was currently searching for. Wouldn't it had been more custom to dress up as their favorite heroes and villains from whatever show, comic or video game the character comes from? So, why Ken? He wasn’t from anything like that. ]
This place is weird...
[ Deciding not to fret over this much longer--or for now at least--he trudged onward, with three Kaneki cosplayers following from behind. He sighed, slouching in his posture the moment he noticed them following.They were now poking at him abut how out of character he was to himself, which was flipping absurd, but he’s going to ignore that. All he really wanted to do was find Kaneki--the real Kaneki. He needed to find him, so he could be sure he was safe. He remembered that he wasn’t quite...stable when he last met him. Then after that...well...everything kind of went black, in which he found himself here.]
[ In this odd place that he was hoping was just a weird, obscure dream of sorts; especially after accidentally running into someone dressed as him]
Oh--oh jeez! I’m sorry dude!
[ He patted there shoulder lightly, then took off in a flash. He needed to find Ken and get the hell out. Maybe then he might wake up from all this.]
[ He’s bound to run into anyone now. Zigzagging through other people in vibrant costumes of their favorite characters to get to the one he needed most and away from the delusional ones that were not the real Ken.]
[ Prompt IV ]
[ Ah, it seems Hide has stumbled upon the dealer’s room. Chocolate hues sparkled in delight at all the merchandise in the room. Looking around, his eyes finally settled upon a familiar set of cat ears. Oh...how he always wanted one, or at to try one out at least, but he never expressed that aloud to anyone. It’d ruin his manly complexion if he had, well, sort of! ]
[ Scurrying on over, he grabbed the ones on display, then placed it atop his. He had the biggest and possibly most idiotic grin on his that nearly mimicked a feline’s. He stroke a pose, pawing at the air with his hands like a kitty cat in a joking manner.]
Nyaaan!
[ The ears twitched, thus brightened Hide’s mood even.]
Whoa! This is really cool! Hmmm, I wonder what else these things do...
[He poked at them, listening to the mechanical twitches for a moment until his gaze settled upon a peculiar sight. Eyes narrowing, he strolled over to the next vendor, completely oblivious to the other trying to get his attention about paying for the item. What was it that drew him away so suddenly? Well, perhaps it was the strange collection of doujinshi nearby. Ones that depicted his friend in the most lewd displays possible. Completely abashed--if not, horrified-- by the sight, Hide continued to stare. Why in the hell was he drawn in the arms of some classy purple haired man? Who the hell was this?]
Gods...what have they done to you?
[ Did Ken have some love affair that he wasn't aware of? What other secrets was his best friend hiding from him? All his questions dissipated the moment his eyes roamed over to the next stack of doujinshis. Terror was now replaced with a mirthful grin as he bit his lip in attempt not to laugh out loud, but completely failed in doing so.]
Pfffft...ha...hahhahahaha! Oh man. I gotta buy that man! Holy shit! I wanna order that with this!
[ Just what on earth had the young Nagachika bought for himself? And what was with that scheming grin he was wearing on his face?]
[ Bonus! ]
[ Whistling jovially to himself, he roams around place place while gingerly tapping the paddle he was carrying against his thigh, while the other hand was carrying a bag with some kind of book inside. He wore a mischievous smirk as he continued to whistle. Whatever he was plotting, he made sure he had come prepared for it. After all, it had been awhile since he had pulled a prank on anybody. Plus, he had yet to exert his revenge on the night everyone shot fireworks at him...including one person he had in mind. Well, that wasn’t fully the reason, but he still hadn’t picked on his friend for so long and now was the perfect time for it!]
[ He halted himself outside of the dealing room, just waiting for the right person to approach, which also included anyone that looked like a perfect target! ]
IV
They called it a convention, right?
Within five minutes of being inside this so called convention 'center' he'd seen a few people who seemed to be dressed up like him with false kagune and with wigs that were at least a few shades too dark to be his proper hair color. In walking by them, these same people stopped him just to inform him 'if you're going to do a Kaneki cosplay, you should have saved money to get the costume, too!' or something like that which made him blink a bit before waving it off.
All while walking around he saw at least three people dressed like Touka - which was amusing because they looked not entirely like her - and another five of Tsukiyama and various others but he paid no mind to it as he wandered into the vendors hall, weaving through the people and trying to see what things they sold inbetween the many people dressed up so intricately in cosplay. It was only as Kaneki was passing by one particular booth that he heard familiar laughter and stopped in his steps, eyes wide with surprise as he turned his gaze over to the source and it landed on the blond. One that was unmistakeable with that grin and it was definitely him.
No doubt about it. ]
...I didn't think this kind of thing was in your interests, Hide.
[ Were those CAT ears atop his head as well? That was also when he caught sight of some of the pictures on the front of some of those doujins, stopping short. Was that really him and... no. No.
Such was the reason why Kaneki grabbed Hide's arm in an attempt to try and pull him away from the doujins. ]
Let's just... get out of here, alright?
Re: IV
Glad to see you're alright.
[ He pulled away, eyes rolling up toward the ears stationed upon his head.]
Oh, hah, I forgot I had them on for a moment--
[ He was cut short when Kaneki had the most horrid look on his face. Thus, prompted Hide to open his mouth to inquire what was wrong until the other man gripped his arm so abruptly and began pulling him away. Panic had set in then as he remembered that he had yet to pay for these ears he was wearing.]
Ken, wait! I still need to pay for the ears!
[ It was his turn now to attempt dragging his snowy haired friend over to the booth that was selling these mechanical devices. ]
no subject
Sighing a bit, he drew out his wallet from his back pocket and after asking the vendor how many credits they were, easily paid for the ears without so much as blinking. ]
There. Consider that a gift.
[ He turns to face Hide now and smiles gently; his short time here has softened his personality a touch but he still seems a little weary, if anything. ]
no subject
I was...geh...You didn't--Thanks...
[ His ears drooped with his bottom lip jutting out a little. He was feeling a bit ashamed. He went out of his way just to buy him that and yet, Ken doesn't get a thing from him in return? Nonsense! After all he's been through, it was he, Hideyoshi, that should be treating Kaneki! Slamming his hands down on the counter with his wallet, he made a demand! (while nearly dropping the bag he was holding in the process. Whoops!)]
I want the white fluffy ones!
[ The vendor gave him an odd look, nodding slowly before turning to grab the item. Hide, then, began sifting his fingers through his wallet in search for the amount needed only to find...he didn't have enough. He stood there with the most crushed look he could ever muster. No...nonono! This was so uncool. He glanced at Ken, giving him a sheepish grin. ]
Heh...looks like I spent more than I should...wanna split the bill?