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[reparator]

Who: CERES & you
When: ooc: 03/22-03/25; ic: 12/09-12/10
Where: Cerealia's Entertainment District
What: Intro log
Rating/Warning: PG-13 | possibly nsfw (please let us know if you need this rating changed, or you are welcome to continue any naughty shenanigans in a private log)

//event011.EXE The Gifts that Keeps on Giving ((You)) Nightmares It's been a whole month without any new arrivals. Who knows why? If you ask CERES, they won't bother with any in-depth explanations. They will simply claim that none of the code out there has been responding to their recovery methods, so they had to rework a lot of their technology. However, after several weeks of grueling work, they have finally experienced success! A fresh new batch of faces is coming in, and to celebrate their arrival and the real upcoming holidays, CEO Julius Vincere has arranged for a Christmas-themed carnival for all to enjoy. Those who arrive will wake up in Cerealia and be given a long, boring explanation and powerpoint as per usual before being ushered onto a bus (there is no escape. The robots will force you onto the bus one way or another). You will be unwillingly carted to the theme park where you will be immediately assaulted by a giant array of lights followed by several rides that you can enjoy. After you disembark from the bus, one of the snowman robots will be waiting to give you tickets to the rides and show you around as part of the Grand Opening. The amusement park will remain open for the rest of the month of December so anyone can visit as they please. The first couple tickets will also be on the house for new arrivals, but the rest will have to be bought with credits, so choose wisely! (Or try and sneak into the rides -- then face the wrath of the snowman robots and their snowman firearms :D) "☃ WELCOME NEW ARRIVALS ❅ YOU HAVE ARRIVED AT THE SANTASTICAL FOREST OF CHRISTMAS WONDERS ❅ PLEASE ENJOY ALL THE RIDES CEO JULIUS VINCERE HAS HAND-PICKED FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT ❅ WE WISH TO BRING YOU MERRY FEELINGS FOR THE HOLIDAY ❅ COME GIVE SNOWTRON 5000 A HUG ❅ WHAT? YOU DON'T WANT ONE ❅ BUT I WAS PROGRAMMED TO CONVEY HUGGING AS LOVE THROUGH AFFECTION ❅ PLEASE DON'T RUN ❅ COME BAAAAACK, VISITOR ❅"

//SCENARIOS.EXE PHASE I [ xxxx ] Do you like ferris wheels? This is an enchanting one where you get to ride around in a giant snowflake at a very limited speed. The wheel will turn excruciatingly slow before stopping abruptly, leaving you trapped at the very top. We hope you're not afraid of heights because you're going to be in there for a while! The windows on the snowflake will rapidly darken leaving you and your fellow riders trapped in the darkness. At that moment, you will feel something warm breathing down your neck and along the back of your ear. As you reach over, you'll feel like the chair underneath you is made of snakeskin, and a hissing sound will intensify as the "chair" squirms and as the breathing gets louder and hotter. Scrabble at the doors, fight your way out! Will you escape or not? Probably not, but the experience will last only a good five minutes before the lights come back on and before the ferris wheel starts moving again. The chair will appear as normal, and there will be no one else inside except any fellow riders who came with you. PHASE II [ xxxx ] If the ferris wheel didn't "do it" for you, then perhaps a fun house will? If you're a fan, that is! This Christmas-themed funhouse features a wonderful walk through a snowy forest convered in singing reindeer. The more you walk through, the more you will notice things like within the distorted mirrors, there will briefly appear strange specters. You will also hear a bunch of howling in the background, and while you may think that you're safe since they're trapped behind a mirror, you are very wrong. The lights will go out once more, and you will hear the mirrors shatter all around and feel yourself being grabbed and hurled to the ground. Whatever is coming for you is something you can't see, but it's advancing fast with impressive strength to hurl you back once more. You will feel pain erupt through your body before an engineer will appear to get the lights back on. Once they're back on, the reindeer will be happily singing, and all the mirrors will appear as they were before -unbroken. PHASE III [ xxxx ] After those interesting adventures, another option would be to simply visit the rocking santacoaster, a large, sprawling roller coaster that reaches 150 mph. You will be strapped into a sled and be shot through the tracks where you can scream and cry all you want except once you reach the tunnel, everything will come to a sudden stop (whiplash pending). You and the other riders will be in there for a few minutes, surrounded by a dozen santas as they start to fly out from the tunnel walls, carrying swords and swooping down to take a swipe at you. You better duck or be prepared to be cut up by their blades. The rollercoaster will abruptly resume, and when you reach the end, you might notice some bleeding, a little bit of hair missing, or some clothes shred up. If you ask the snowman robots about it, they will just shrug and claim they don't know what you're talking about. Please go enjoy a snowcone on the house! PHASE IV [ xxxx ] The Christmas whirl will be your last stop for the evening! This is a ride that goes round and round and round while tilting. Everyone will be strapped into it while standing up and forced to hold on as it spins, and somewhere in the midst of the spinning, the ride will suddenly malfunction. Yes, big surprise there! But it won't stop spinning. It will just be a rockier ride, and you will seemingly enter a new space where you will be among the stars and seeing planets all around you. Your own home planet will be amongst them before it breaks open like an egg and out crawls a friendly visitor. If you get bit by it, you will spend the rest of the day and night experiencing an array of possible symptoms, including: a voracious appetite, a fear of light, the urge to 'mate' with anyone who smells especially good, heightened senses, the ability to climb on all kinds of surfaces, irritability and crankiness... (( you don't have to experience them all. you can pick and choose which one you like. )) BONUS [ whyo'clock ] What's that jingling you hear in the background? Why, it's Santa Clause! Coming here all the way from the North Pole. The park will stop, and all the snowman robots will gather in the square, ushering along as many people as possible. Santa-Bot X-3 will be seated on his chair to welcome all visitors to sit on his metaphorical lap and tell him what they want for Christmas. He will then give them a nicely wrapped present and tell them that it's exactly what they asked for, but they can't open it until they get home. For those who can't wait and choose to open it quickly, they will get some nice treats from Mundus Caelestis. But beware! Those who do take this gift home will experience a weird after-effect as the lovely red and white toy will come to life on its own and hop out of the box that evening to try and violently electrocute the owner. The other one is completely harmless. [ 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. ]

//RUN.EXE Welcome to CEREALIA's latest intro post For your convenience, we have compiled a post detailing what's going on right here and feel free to consult the FAQ if needed. Please leave any lingering questions in the OOC post, and we'll answer them as soon as we can. OVERFLOW IS HERE!!!

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ota.

[reuser]

» ᴘʜᴀsᴇ ɪ.

[ Pyrrha isn’t afraid of heights, fortunately, but she could do without the snake motif. Turning to whoever is seated next to her on the ferris wheel, she asks - ]

Do you hear that?

» вoɴυѕ.

—I don’t think this was meant for me.

[ Expression somewhat creased, Pyrrha frowns down at her ‘adult mistletoe’ - yeah, she knows what it is, and knows equally well it’s not something that she has any practical use for it right now. “Never knowing where a kiss will lead” is rather meaningless when you live the chase existence she does. Those thoughts, such as they are, aren’t so heavily considered and go thoroughly unvoiced. It feels rude to simply throw it out, but.

Pyrrha piles it gently across the closest trash bin, unprepared for the receptacle in question to rebuff her. ]

Human. I am overflowing. Remove your item at once or face the con - bzzt - sequences.

[ Sharing a wary glance at your character, yes, yours, she gingerly removes the present once more. ]

» ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ.

[ It’s Christmas, she’s around. Let’s all have ourselves a merry time! ]

bonus;

[deontology]

Leave it there, Nikos.

[Oh, look who it is!

It is good to see the girl again, what with how utterly unreliable this place and ViViD can be; he'd liked her, legitimately, without reservations. It was nice to see someone calm and cool under pressure, and he's naturally inclined towards military types for obvious reasons.

But here he is again to offer up some captain-ly advice--]

I don't tend to feel inclined to listen to waste receptacles.

[Oh, no, no captainly advice here, just a really irritated Sousei.]

[reuser]

[ If nothing else, Sousei swooping in like Batman brings a small smile to her face. Fingers dislodge their tentative grip on the unwanted box, teetering somewhat helplessly on the waste bin’s rim. Pyrrha lets it go and is content to forget about it for the moment. She has better things to do! Like, for instance, say, ]

Hello Captain.

[ It’s good to see him again. That much comes through in her tone. ]

I’m glad to see you’re doing well, considering the circumstances—

[ Unfortunately, as the present topples off the bin and onto the ground, the trash receptacle is very, very put out by this fact. ]

I’M SO ALONE. [ Launching upward, it flies over toward Sousei, gently prodding the man’s knees. ] DO YOU LOVE ME, Aвe ɴo Soυѕeι? [ The name is pronounced mechanically, words automated, as if they were plucked straight from an entirely different recording. (Because they totally were.) ]

bonus

[unevoke]

[Don't worry, Pyrrha, Shinji's got your back. He's adult mistletoe-free, thankfully, but he's been around the block enough times to not want to touch anything given to him by this place with a ten foot pole. (He's still scarred by battle panties, okay.)]

There's an empty trash can ten feet over there.

[With a nod of his head towards said trash can ten feet to their left. Why's it empty when this one isn't? Who knows.]

[reuser]

[ A slouching hobo to the rescue! Pyrrha immediately looks up toward where he means and, spotting the fortunately empty receptacle, gives him a grateful smile. ]

Thank you.

[ Starting to move now, from one bin to another - ]

HUMAN. WHERE ARE YOU GOING. I’M CONCERNED AND LONELY. COME BACK.

[ Freezing mid-step, her eyes snap back toward Shinjiro, half-hoping he had been the one saying those things. When she figures out that, no, she’s not that fortunate, she decides to attempt to reason with the contrary rubbish bin. If nothing else, its claims tug at her bleeding heartstrings. ]

Well, wouldn’t you have more fun spending time with other garbage cans?

[ (Help her, Shinjiro Aragaki. You’re her only hope!!) ]

bonus

[sunshrouded]

...... Did it just complain at you?

[Tenka blinks then before looking back at the trash can, tilting his head.]

Why do the machines here never feel like doing their job?

[reuser]

MY JOB GIVES ME NIGHT TERRORS. I WANTED TO BE AN ASTRONAUT.

[ Yeah, Pyrrha isn’t even acknowledging the talking trash can anymore. Tenka gets a rueful smile, only a slight variant on her polite usual. He’s a stranger, so she greets him eagerly, if not exactly with an abundance of openness. ]

This place is full of surprises, it seems.

i

[masakados]

[Naoki's not afraid of heights either, but he's looking awfully displeased. At least his markings provide some glowing light in the car as it begins to darken...]

I do... but I'm wishing right now that I wasn't.

[can there not be one fun ride

He seems to be glowing brighter, markings and eyes both, but that's just because it's getting even darker and he looks around with growing suspicion.]

[reuser]

[ No, there can never be anything fun in this world. His markings light up her periphery, providing a little illumination as the darkness shrouds them even further. Not much, but enough to see her hands in front of her face, enough for her eyes to adjust and carve out shapes in the grey. ]

Things might get dicey.

[ A warning for him. Her weapon is close at hand and she’s prepared to reach for it in a split second’s notice. If that happens, he needs to be ready to duck.

At her back, the chair itself seems to breathe hot, leaving uncomfortable prickles in its wake. ]

bonus;

[flaredo]

[ Now there's another familiar face, and Yang is already beaming as she catches sight of the trademark ponytail and strides over--

Only to blink slowly at what she's holding. ]

... Well, things sure progressed far since the last time I saw you.

[reuser]

[ Congratulations, Yang. You’ve startled Pyrrha so badly - by your words, and the unavoidable implication behind them, rather than your sudden appearance - that she immediately hurls the thing back toward the garbage can. Which starts beeping. Loudly. Angrily. ]

No, Yang, it’s not what you think!

[ Pyrrha is more concerned with correcting her friend’s incorrect assumptions, fortunately. Or unfortunately. ]

The robot just gave it to me. I didn’t want to say no.

i!

[souredsweet]

[That person is KAORU, who sure isn't looking pleased about any of this...]

I do, yes. [LOOKING DISCOMFORTED.] Do you, ah... feel something, as well? [One hand raises, clasped like a neck guard to keep the creepy breathing at bay.]

[reuser]

[ She'll protect you, Polly Pocket Kaoru! No worries. ]

Yes. It's hot, like it's... alive.

phase i

[beaconed]

[ Even though the interior appears to be darkening, Jaune doesn't seem to be too panicked about being trapped here with someone he trusts. Instead, his mind is still going over that whole power point presentation and the fact their world is gone. He keeps wondering if Nora, Ren and the others are safe... and if not, could they really have a chance at restoring the world simply by living in this one? Fighting Grimm is one thing, but these Flamines are on another level. ]

...Soul-crushing despair?

[ Then, he finally becomes conscious of their predicament. Well, sort of. He definitely feels something breathing into his ear, but since it's hard to see in the darkness he just assumes it's Pyrrha trying to cheer him up with a weird joke. ]

--Hey, c'mon, that tickles...!

[reuser]

[ There are worse things - far, far worse - then a ferris wheel ride alone with Jaune. Even if her nerves and the irregular pitch of her heart threaten to give her away, it’s nice to get him all to herself, at least for a little while. Except this is far from normal and definitely far from relaxing. With a soft, disconcerting hiss, the leather upholstery of her seat squirms against her thighs. Pyrrha’s chest feels taut, her shoulders steadying. In clear contrast to Jaune, she’s become a lot more alert, fingers itching to go for her weapons. ]

Jaune.

[ Just that, soft but firm. More than enough to get his attention. ]

That isn’t me.

Bonus. Because I'm a horrible person.

[ruby_roses]

[Ruby hadn't bothered getting a gift, just because she was content with her haul of snowcones and cotton candy, but she did see that look Pyrrha gave her, and got curious.]

Oh, hey Pyrrha!

...what'cha get? I've seen a lot of people being unhappy with their stuff, and I wouldn't be surprised if it was giving everyone the same thing.

[reuser]

[ Uh-oh, young Ruby alert. Abort, abort! Hardly subtle, Pyrrha holds the box high behind her back. ]

Oh, just... a book on how to make bread!

[ Hehehehe sob Jaune save her please :( ]

phase i

[unluckless]

[Komaeda really expects something horrific to go on. But he gets on the Ferris wheel anyway. Because investigating is investigating and he is nothing if not thorough.

Unfortunately so, he thinks to himself as he glances over towards the woman who's spoken offering a smile, a touch to blithe for the concern he should be feeling and vaguely apologetic.]

I do. It's probably a bad sign, I'm afraid, knowing this place.

[Then the seat moves. And his smile falters.] Ah... how high are we just now do you suppose? [They're in trouble.]

[reuser]

[ Sensing his nerves, Pyrrha does her best to reassure, smile unceasing with it. ] I’m sure everything is fine.

[ It’s a paltry answer, though. The ferris wheel carrier swings out in inches, back and forth, back and forth, either by the wind or their uneasy feet. As the hissing grows louder, accompanied by a faint breath and a slithering uncomfortably close to the back of her knees, well. Smile dissolving into something more alert, she slowly unbuckles herself from the seat. ]

Be ready to move when I say so.

[ She’s not used to giving orders. Her tone, firm but gentle, is just a bit south of leader. More like stern school marm. (So listen or you’ll get the ruler, Komaeda!!) ]

bonus;

[springful]

[Sakura's already wary of the getting a present; she's never really received anything good here, not during times like these. When she sees someone throwing theirs away, she figures that she was probably right not to get one. All's well and good.

At least until the trash can started talking.

She looks back at Pyrrha.]

... Maybe another trash can will be fine with it?

[reuser]

[ Well, in theory, anyway. There's little harm in an attempt. Agreeably, Pyrrha nods at Sakura. ]

Let's try that.

[ And, it would be truly happily ever after, except - ]

WHY DO YOU ABANDON ME, HUMAN MOTHER. I HAVEN'T LEARNED TO FLY YET.

other

[defeets]

[Admittedly Jae-ha's still in the middle of looking for his companion, but in general he's also looking around at his surroundings... It's all absurdly new and foreign to him, but there are simple things that he can recognize. Like flowers. Thank god this world still has flowers and hair pins.

He's in the middle of plucking a poinsettia hairpin from a gift shop (give him a break, he's apparently the dragon who inherited the fondness for shiny things) when he notices Pyrrha wandering by.

Then his reaction is rather immediate indeed. Smoothly, he slips the pin into her hair. Apparently pleased with his work, he only has one word for her:]

Stunning.

bonus.

[allthreefourths]

[ pyrrha's chosen the viking with a dragon to share this trashcan tragedy with. at least hiccup certainly does look... wary as well, towards the rather talkative trash can.

what does one even do in this situation. towards the trash can: ]

I'd say... overflowering is a bit of an exaggeration. Look, you have tons of room to collect more... [ yes, negotiation is the way to go. a glance over to what pyrrha's placing inside that poor little trashcan's mouth, and-- ah. a double take. was that honestly--

he's been here long enough to know what that is. ] ... of that. No, I'd be overflowing if someone tried to put that in me, too.

[ sorry, pyrrha. he can't hold in the smart comment. please, hiccup, you meant to help. ]

Pretty bold to be carrying that around, don't you think?

other. I SAID I'D HIT YOU WITH BOTH

[souperb]

[ so, that part of the day where milla tried to shove her way into whatever it was these ride things of theirs were, while not paying attention to the snowman robots telling her please no?

maybe she kind of regrets it, a little bit. a tiny bit. "amusement park" did not at all bring to mind the image of getting chased by Snowtron 500s and avoiding snowballs being shot in her direction.

pyrrha gets the honor of being right in front of the blonde currently running for her life, sword in hand and three robots in tow. when milla turns away from looking at them, her expression immediately shifts from anger to surprise. ]

H-hey! Move it!

[ MERRY TIME. ]

bonus!

[ionicwoman]

[Anise had been skulking around the amusement park in deep annoyance, not bothering to go on any ride and suspiciously glaring at everything and everyone, but when no murders happened (but some other oddities?!), she's relaxed a bit.]

[And well, annoyed or not, that scene is hard to ignore. And the lady with the mistletoe is staring at her now.]

[..........TIME TO PLAY UP THE INNOCENT ACT]

Oh, oh? What's that? Is it a flower?