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//TESTDRIVE2.0.EXE
//TESTDRIVE2.0.EXE
 The prototype of ViViD's newest level has been complete. However, right now, only a single castle-town is open and available to be accessed with a mini-mission for all registered players. This castle-town is currently undergoing a terrible plague that causes those who drink the water to become strongly infected by the venom laced within. The venom creates a form of volatile madness known as The Maenas, and it is said to originate by a single flower growing in the center of the castle-town's lake. In order to purify it, everyone will have to work together to rescue the Priestess who is being held hostage in one of the castle-town's main towers, which is currently being guarded by a large dragon. Who that dragon is working for is currently unknown, but right now, it's preventing the priestess from helping the villagers. At the log in screen, players will be greeted by Vidia, giving them a friendly announcement and providing them with the mission details:
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//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I [ xx PHASE II [ xx PHASE III [ xx PHASE IV [ xx BONUS [ why[ You can choose to set your threads in the game or before/after if you'd like. Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with trigger-y or inappropriate material and do let a mod know if your thread careens off into maiming or canoodling so we can lock the log. ] |
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You're standing right in the center of the entertainment district inside the main ViViD hub. The machines sit before you, beckoning to being worn so you can test out the newest level in ViViD. There are others around you, in similar positions. Researchers are on stand-by to document your every move and make sure there are no glitches at all. As you settle into your chair, you slowly put on the helmet and find yourself being immersed in a world that's so real, you can hardly tell whether or not you're in the game or still in reality. (Please don't attack the researchers, they're only doing their job and they won't hurt anyone!)
//RUN.EXE
Welcome to CEREALIA's second Test Drive Meme. Please forgive our appearance as we are still going through the final stages of game completion… mostly fighting with table codes. 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 post detailing everyone's arrival experience and a FAQ that should explain everything in more detail. Please read them thoroughly before playing. Thank you! |
bonus!
He doesn't exactly have an eye for fashion or anything like that - just look at his dumb hat - but he does at least have the common sense to realize that this is a terrible reward for an equally terrible mission. He's busy raising and lowering his arms when Cynbel speaks up, watching the excess fabric pool at his sides.]
I think that's the last thing you should be picking to complain about.
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But at least Naoi doesn't look as ridiculous as Cynbel right now, when he crosses his arms and turns, looking like he's almost drowning in the fabric. It's too much, man, way too much.]
Complaining? Certainly not! It was only an observation.
[Because complaining publicly over a gift is rude, and he knows better than that for sure.]
But if I were to complain, what would be a better thing to complain about?
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Maybe about the fact that your sleeves are big enough that you would catch fire for sure if you tried cooking anything!
[Which he says in a very matter-of-fact way, like cooking is definitely going to be the top priority of anyone wearing a kigurumi...]
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But whatever would you be cooking in your nightclothes for?
[Or maybe he's just surprised about the wrong thing. At least he's not disagreeing with grumpy-looking Naoi, which he thinks must be a good thing.]
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—You aren't really supposed to sleep in these. [But cooking is fine, apparently??] But who hasn't cooked something in their pajamas before?
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It seems as likely as anything to catch fire, wearing clothes as loose as nightshirts while cooking, don't you think?
[Both of them sound pretty dangerous... Is Naoi some kind of daredevil delinquent, maybe!?]
Besides, what if someone invites themselves in while you're cooking? You won't be at all presentable!
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Not everyone wears nightshirts. [Actually, that is pretty dang antiquated, but Naoi is used to the whole anachronistic thing that people kinda have going on here. BUT THAT LAST PART is something that he, as a boarding school of the dead student, has trouble grasping.]
...Who would invite themselves to your house while you're cooking? I mean, lunch is a possibility, but breakfast or dinner? That's totally unreasonable!
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You shouldn't go announcing something like that to perfect strangers, you know! It's a rather private matter, no matter what you choose to wear... Or not wear, really.
[He's assuming Naoi is talking about sleeping in the nude. It's a totally logical conclusion, okay? He drops the hand, though, and continues.]
And people inviting themselves in isn't very polite, either, but it happens often enough, anyway. Neighbors have no mind for manners, especially when they're feeling nosy. You must be lucky, to never have that happen to you!
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Wh— No one sane would just randomly announce something like that! [Sleeping in the nude, that is. Good lord!!] I meant people who sleep in boxers or pajama pants or things like that!
[But yes, back to the whole neighbor thing. After clearing his throat:]
Maybe you just have really rude neighbors.
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I thought that boxers were sportsmen, not clothing!
[This is getting confusing.]
But I won't deny that they're terribly rude. They speak highly of politeness, but that doesn't seem to stop them from doing as they please, anyway!
[Can you tell he doesn't like them much? Because his tone is dripping with years of repressed annoyance over it, just to make sure you do.]
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Oh. Do you mean the punching kind? Well obviously you wouldn't wear them as clothing, but there's clothing that goes by the same name. [Someone else should be left to explain these things...
But considering Naoi also uses that tone sometimes, he does indeed recognize it! Cue a vague look of pity...]
Maybe you should set up traps or something to keep them off of your property. [THAT'S A LITTLE EXTREME but it does tend to work!]
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Yes, I mean those who box! I suppose if they're comfortable to fight in, they must be good for sleeping, as well... I will have to see if they have any of your sort of "boxers" around here.
[He raises his eyebrows at Naoi, smile moving upwards and bordering on a smirk.]
Traps? Wouldn't someone get hurt if there were things like that laying about?
[Not that he's against the idea, mind you. They're already been rude enough to him first that he's not worried about being impolite.]
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They probably do, and they'll be a lot cooler than these things. [He indignantly plucks at the soft cuff of his dingus suit at that to punctuate his sentence.
As for that, normally his answer would be "PROBABLY, OH WELL", but he remembers that dying is probably a legitimate concern out here.]
...Just make sure that they're low bar traps or something, then. If they get seriously injured in something that that, it's just a sign that they should have spent more time leveling up before pestering you.
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Anything would be better than these, honestly. They're too much in every way!
[He doesn't understand half of Naoi's slang, but he gets the general idea and agrees. That doesn't stop him from letting him smile definitely shift into a full-on smirk now and giggling, though.]
That sounds like it could be very useful, and so long as they come as respectable hours, there's no reason for them to stumble over them at all! It's better if they wait and see that I'm out and about before they become bothersome, anyway.
But you sound rather experienced about all of this, yourself... Are you some sort of trapper?
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He also nods in agreement with that, because as comfortable as these things are, they are too doofy to be of any practical use. Everyone can just run around in boxers instead, clearly.]
I've definitely seen better prizes. [SERIOUSLY. He hopes that future missions will have something that can actually be used...
Before he can complain more, though, he's taken a bit off guard by that question.]
What? No. Not at all! Nothing even close! I just need that sort of skill, dealing with all the morons that I have to deal with. It's exactly like you said; if they would just stay out of business that isn't theirs, they wouldn't have any reason to worry, right? But some people are just dumb and you have to spell things out for them.
[Or set traps, apparently??]
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Truly? You sound as experienced as any trapper, to know your prey so well!
[But he's just teasing, and hopefully the giggle he lets out makes that obvious. Naoi seems pretty serious to Cynbel, so making jokes might not be a great idea.]
If you do that before they have the chance to bother you, that explains why no one comes into your home while you're not dressed, doesn't it?
[Naoi, you're a terrible neighbor yourself, aren't you.... It's starting to look that way.]
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At that, though, he just gives Cynbel a level look.]
It's a necessary evil. [But is he actually joking... MOVING ON:]
You would think that it's enough to keep morons at bay, but it isn't! It's probably mostly luck that keeps me safe while I'm cooking.
[ie yes. Yes, Naoi is a bad neighbor by virtue of not actually having many neighbors before. It's not that he's overly-loud or up at 3 in the morning practicing drum solos, but he sure does have no tolerance for people expecting him to give up some of his time...]
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Cynbel looks back, as innocent as he can manage with a grin threatening to slip out. Whether Naoi's joking or not, Cynbel can't manage to stop doing it himself.]
Is that so? What in the world are they doing that could be more irritating than interrupting you while cooking?
[That sounds fascinating, in a horrible, "please give me the details" sort of way. Bad neighbor stories are great gossip, so don't keep it to yourself!!]
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But Naoi is very ready and willing to shittalk his dumb, dumb neighbors. This is just one of those things that people who know him have to deal with...]
That depends entirely on where your tolerance lies! I've been interrupted doing everything from napping to making important deadlines on projects.
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Cynbel nods along in sympathy as Naoi speaks, clucking his tongue in annoyance when he's done.]
That is horribly rude, isn't it? They must find you interesting, to go so far, but that's no excuse for failing to you be when you're horribly busy!
[Someone sympathizing with Naoi... Can this end in anything but hilarious tragedy??]
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If he's very surprised to be sympathized with, it doesn't show, because he thinks this is totally worthy of sympathy. Everyone else who didn't sympathize is wrong, clearly!]
You would think so, right? And I was busy all the time! But it's not like it was impossible to catch me during some free time.