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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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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! |
Miles Edgeworth | Ace Attorney | Soul Campaign CRAU
Edgeworth has no time for games. But he doesn't have much of a choice in this case; besides, after his experience in another world, he has learned that sometimes, there really is no time to question something, and just take that as an opportunity to get closer to the truth. So, he resigns himself to his fate sitting in a virtual game and exploring a virtual world.
So far, he is just walking through the castle town, constantly vigilant, as if waiting for one of the NPCs to morph into a monster and attack. That doesn't happen, but something else happens.
The flash of Phoenix's intense eyes. A young girl selling magical items who looks so much like Maya. A fruit seller accidentally knocking over a few melons (well, they seemed to be some sort of melon) whose face reminded Edgeworth of Detective Gumshoe. Even as he stopped to speak to an important young woman reading a scroll (despite feeling very odd talking to someone who technically shouldn't exist), he could have sworn he caught the same smirk that Franziska always wore in times of triumph.
Suddenly, this was more than just a game. He checks his time; perhaps he can spend a few more minutes investigating the "town", wondering if he simply missed his home far too much, or if the game meant to invoke and channel his memories of people he knew, or if this was actually not supposed to happen.
So, you might find a man with a sword at his belt weaving in and out of the NPCs, striking up conversation with as many as he can, and inspecting his surroundings for any clues.
(or we can do a battle scene! I'd love me a good battle scene.)]
[PHASE IV; POST-GAME
Whoopdee-do, it's finally over, and Edgeworth can return to reality at last. It's a bit jarring at first, to suddenly find himself back with the researchers and sitting in his chair instead of standing up with the cheering townspeople (no longer did he find the glint of Phoenix's eyes, or Franziska's sneer). But then he just lets out a breath in relief - until he goes over everything one last time.
The familiar faces and glimpses of people he cared about. The vision of a ruined world. The scream that, even now, makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end upon mere recall.
He opens his mouth to ask questions, but now the researchers are asking HIM questions. Infuriated, he grits his teeth and sets about quietly writing in the surveys, attempting to accommodate the researchers as best as he can at the same time. You might want to wait till they've left him behind with the surveys to fill out if you'd like to talk to him.]