You know what everyone needs after rampant robotic attacks and another iteration of clone wars? A vacation! That’s right everyone, you deserve this. CERES understands what you need. CERES is here for you all the time, so never doubt that this is a pleasure colony, and they are here to look after all of your needs. Kick your feet up, relax, and let CERES Recreation and Activity Necessity Keepers (Team RANK, that is) set you up with your ideal getaway.
It’s as if you can sense the incoming relaxation and luxury before you even completely finish loading. There’s the warmth encompassing your entire body as your code gets transferred into this particular ViViD Level. A cool, refreshing breeze hits you. The sounds of waves gently lapping against the coast fill you with relaxation. The sun, the sand, the surfs, it’s all there – welcome to the beach, baby!
An echoing greeting message from the ocean comes next, if you can translate it.
 OOOOOOOOOOOOHMAHH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHD.
YOOOOOOOOOOOORRRALL SOOOOOOOOOOOOO KYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT.
KYOOOOOOOOOOOT EEEENAAAAUUUUUUUF TOOOOOOOOOOOOO EEEEEEEEEEEEEEET.
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PHASE I [ 08 00 ] That said, isn’t that breeze a little… too strong? It feels like it’s brushing up against all of you, if you know what I mean. When you open your eyes and look down, it becomes rather clear why. It seems that you’ve found yourself in some pretty interesting attire. Everyone. No exceptions. You appear to have two options – be overcome and scream like the Victorian maiden your heart says you are, or strut like a model in this stuff. Turn some heads! Work that up do!
But don’t worry, we’re also conscious about safety here at CERES! Therefore everyone’s also been provided a pair of super high-tech safety-tested appendage protection floatation devices (STAPFD for short.)
At least everyone around you is caught in the same sort of attire – and everyone around you also appears to be stuck inside a giant sand castle. It’s entirely malleable to what you want it to be! Want to see a fancy sand bidet? Feel like adding a sand statue in your honor? Think that wall should now be a door? Well, with enough perseverance, you can make it happen!
Just uh, be careful about getting sand in your… everywhere.
PHASE II [ 1000 ] Someone broke it. Not pointing any fingers, even though you sure do seem like a prime suspect, but someone broke it.
It almost starts like an earthquake with how the castle starts to rumble, the sand shaking right beneath your feet. And then the walls right next to you start to cave in followed promptly by the ceiling right… above your head. Oh dear. The sand starts to run and fall, losing its structure and shape. The hallway behind you starts to cave in, ceiling first and then the walls follow suit. Now the sand really is getting everywhere – but not just uncomfortable places. It’s in your hair, your eyes, your nose…. this sure doesn’t seem like a pleasant way to go!
Best to start running – there’s a trusty drawbridge to get over the moat (because what’s a sandcastle without a moat?) but who knows how long until that, too, is going to give way? Best to cross over it before it starts to shake and disappear too. Or if you don’t make it, hopefully you can land some pretty impressive airtime to make it to the other side!
If not, well...there'll be the sensation of sand crushing down upon you, filling your mouth and eyes, and you won't be able to breathe at all – and then you're alive again on the beach (but possibly in yet another new, uncomfortable, skimpy swimsuit). Honestly, be more careful, would you?
PHASE III [ 1200 ] However, once you do make it to the other side, it’s all smooth sailing from there! Or is it? Hah, as they say, life sure can be a beach.
Which is what this is.
Welcome to your Beach Episode, folks. Now that you’ve made it out of the collapsing sand castle, you’ve made it to the luxurious, picturesque golden coastline. Sure, you’re coughing up fine, luxurious, sand dust right now and you’ve definitely gotten sand in all of your crevices thanks to your swimsuit, but that’s okay! Go take a soak in the ocean or something or cool off with a smoothie. There’s a smoothie shack off into the distance, complete with a long chalkboard with… well, probably a few familiar names? And some unfamiliar ingredients. Sounds appetizing right?
That said, once you do ingest some of the smoothie with the name of a newcomer, you might suddenly find yourself feeling a bit… different. You’ll be taking on some of their traits, one of the most intense parts of their personality – or you might need to take a second to sit down because you’re suddenly seeing one of their memories. Whoa. What do they actually put in this stuff?
PHASE IV [ 1500 ] For the brave souls that venture out into the water, you have even more adventures waiting for you. Anyone who’s swimming around, wading in the water—hell, even looking at the water is getting scooped up and deposited in one of these giant orbs. But don’t take up too much room, because someone else is getting shoved right in there with you. Time to get cozy with your new friend, because it's only going to get worse as the waves begin to carry you out into this big, blue, virtual ocean. Hopefully the choppy waves don’t bounce you around too much or – well, you could always get really friendly with a stranger! Why not?
At least until it’s made very clear that fresh air does not make it back into these balls. That seems like a bit of a design flaw. Now what? Fight the other person who’s inhaling all your air? Suffer through it for swimsuit-clad fun? Or if you break it…. well, you sure are stranded out in the ocean. Or are you?
After enough flailing, you’ll be met by a giant, dumb-looking creature who will then eat you whole.
Everything goes dark. This is surely the end --
And then you're in Cerealia proper; it seems that was the exit to the level (but why there?) and you'll find yourself either in one of the fountains or the pond in the park. Either way, you'll be very, very well. And this time, that's not virtual. But hey, at least you'll have all of your stuff with you.
BONUS [ xxxx ] Do you hear that?
Anyone idle on the beach will hear a distant melody coming from further out into the ocean. It’s a beautiful, elegant song that automatically makes the listener stop what they’re doing and immediately wander toward the noise. It takes you a moment to recall – it takes a moment to think about anything now, really – but you remember hearing the smoothie shack owner say something about mermaids populating the beach. Could this be their song calling out to you? Whether you would normally abide by this kind of call or not, you find your feet walking further and further out into the water, the shallows lapping up to your ankles and up and up as you are drawn in by the song.
A rather classic song, though the usual instances of French are also replaced with the very enticing, enchanting nonsense promise of omelette du fromage........and then they try to drown you.
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iii-b.
she leans forward a bit on her seat to call soleil's attention. ]
Hey, chin up! ViViD just has an awful sense of humour. Try to enjoy the beach if you can.
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Oh, don't you worry about that. It'd take more than a bad joke to spoil this for me.
( The bad joke would probably have had a bigger impact on her father than her. Thankfully he's not around...for that reason along with many, many others. )
It'd be harder not to enjoy the beach with all the great company to keep.
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[ well, that's good! she knows how tough it is for some people to arrive here after hearing all that bs in the powerpoint. it's nice that she's still smiling. ]
Have you met people from your world here, then? That's good.
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( Soleil is an unyielding torrent of optimism. Even when she does get down, there is one surefire way to repair her mood. )
Like right now: just talking to you is enough to raise my spirits after reading that tacky joke. It's just what I needed!
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Heh, seriously? That's so nice of you to say!
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( Soleil flashes her a smile and a wink. She has completely forgotten the whole drink business at this point. )
I'm Soleil, by the way.
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[ in fact, she's so pleased that her robot necklace changes colour. from displaying a sky blue smiley face, it changes to a happier green one as she claps her hands together in delight. what a sweet girl this person is! ]
Just call me Athena! Athena Cykes.
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Oh, gosh, Athena. A little compliment got you that excited? You're adorable.
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Y- Yeah, well! [ use your words, athena. ] It's not everyday I get to wear a swimsuit, even if it is kinda tiny!
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Tiny. Yeah.
( Soleil spares a glance. )
Well! It looks good on you. I kind of said that already, but...it deserves to be said again.
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Heh, that's so sweet of you! Now let's see if I can get you something sweet to drink.
[ she finally checks the chalkboard now, looking optimistic at first, but as she goes down the list, her smile just turns into a wince. ]
Or not.
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Yeeeah. How about I take you up on the offer some other time? You know, when the ingredients and prices of the drinks aren't terrifying.
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We'll have to log out first to do that.
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( Her technological ignorance is plenty obvious now. The phrase sounds familiar, but she couldn't process most of the information being thrown at her during the...whatever it was called. )
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To log out. It means we leave ViViD and arrive in the colony proper.
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Oh. Right, yeah! Haha. Ah...this is all really weird to me, if that wasn't obvious.
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[ athena's here to help, at least! ]
I mean, you're not the only one who's probably never seen a computer before or something. There's a lot of people here who come from the past.
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( That is the general impression she has gotten from all the data dumps she has had to endure so far. She may not understand technology, but she knows they're not really here. )
...Or maybe this is a dream. This is definitely the sort of thing I'd dream about. Kehe.
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You dream about your planet getting eaten?
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( She vigorously shakes her head. )
Magically appearing on a beach surrounded by beauties? That's something I would definitely dream about. I hope I'm not dreaming this, though.
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You're not even worried at all about the Flamines thing?
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( Her unending fount of optimism combined with not having a complete understanding of what is going on means she has zero reason to be bummed. )
Besides, it would be a tragedy if I woke up to find out you were a figment of my imagination.
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[ ah... there we go. she finally said it. ]
I'd like to think I'm real, though! Thanks.
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( If only because she still thinks most of it is impossible. Probably. )
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[ athena's working on a lot of information gathering and dumping on people. ]
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