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« 014 ⇢ EVENT014.EXE »
When: ooc: 05/21-05/23; ic: 01/08
Where: A local photography studio
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)
//event013.EXE
 (L̻̣̖̯̰ͣ̒̓̆̃̈́̈͜͞O̱̞̞̝̤͋̆ͭV̵̨̖̘͉͖̤͇̞̺ͫ̾̇̚͝Ę͐̇̓ͪͨ̇͠͏̰̼͍͍̪̙̰͍̪ ̸̫̆ͨͨ̕͝Ȕ̘̼ͬ͋ͮ̂͋Ś̑̒͗҉̧̤͚ ̪̯̰̮̘̔ͬ͂ͫͫ́͝L̠͍͔̯͔͈͆̄̉ͤ͢͝ͅO̳̰͔͙̱̹̦͌̓V͍̗͖̙̬̰ͫ̆̆ͤ́E̡̤̤̟̩̟̅̃͢ͅ ̦̙̲̮͖͙͓̄ͩͥ̇̎̈ͫ́̀͢U̶͚͔ͯ͌͘S̡̛͈̺̹̯͎̓̐̄̿͝ ̷̌̑ͮ̒̂̓҉̰̦͕͓̝L̤͍͍̝̯̙̈̓ͮͬͧ͡͠Ô̢̲̗̻̱̜͔̺̗̦ͩ̒͊̄̌̒͊V͎̬̺͇͖̮̻̚͜Ĕ̱̺͓̩̯̫ͅ ̖̫͙̞̜͇͖̹͗̿ͨͧ̄͑̕͝U͎͔̼̒̂́̽͑͆ͨͯ͟ͅS̢͔̳ͣ̊̃̇ͣ̐̀͞ͅ ̲̣̳̾ͩ͑ͦ̈́ͩ̉͗̕͞L̗̩̰͈̜͔͍͈̓͢O̫͈̝̭̠͈͕̻̎̏ͣ̚͘͠V̸͔̲̻͚̭͂͆̎̈ͨ̐̏̑́͢È̪̖̟̞̗͎̰̻̱̈́ͩ͂ͩ̓ͩ ̵͎̘̺̋̐̉ͦ͂ͧ̐ͬU͇̫̪̬ͣ͢S̰͓͂̿͂͗̐̓ ̶͌̇̂͗ͧ̓҉̤͎̫͈L̺̦͓̏̏͌͢O̷̗̥̭ͣ̐ͯ̚͢Vͮ͌ͦ͏͇̖̗̟͈E̱͉̥̋ͥ̏ͣ͘ ̧͙ͧ̃̒̓͘͠U̘̺͎͌̊͡S̸̛͇̠̭̹̞̘ͨ̓ͧ̌͋̍̊ ̬̭͋͐͗̈͒̅L̡̢̗̙͈̲͉̼̳̆͛O̶̵̗̼̺͓ͮ̓̉̕V̢͒ͫ̌͛ͣͣ̀̕҉̟̖̹̤̞ͅE̵̘͈͋ͣ̈̋ ̧̛̙͛́͂ͣ̀̍ͫỤ̧̩̞͉̰̠̉͒̓̓̓̊͟͟S̵̠͕͍̼̠̺͔ͣ͛͂̒͛͌ L̡͑̀͟͏̪͎̲͖͉̖̣ͅỌ̸͙̅̂̔ͥͭ͌̾͟͟V̝ͫ̽̂̐ͬͥͭ͒̌Ẻ̷̇ͨ̇͛̒́̿҉͓̤ ̹̺̫͇̠̰̐ͤ͋̃̉͝Ȕ̻̪̪̰̰͙͆̈̐S̷̫̻̗̜͔̜̲͆͒̓͛ͬ) CERES itself has been notably quiet lately as they run their usual code recovery protocols, but the colony locals, who totally ripped off the company's name to put on CERESCON, are more than willing to step up their game. They've got something great planned for old friends, newbies who attended the convention, and even newer arrivals who only experienced the usual arrival: a massive group photoshoot with the intention of creating photobooks, calendars, and various other merchandise that can be sold. After all, regardless of what the you all think of CERES and vice versa, the locals love you guys! ...maybe a little too much. The newest arrivals will be ushered onto a bus shortly after emerging from their powerpoint presentation and driven around the city so that they can see the sights and be joined by those who have been in the colony for longer (and those who just arrived but are retaining test drive memories). The bus will make stops at various residences and places of employment in the effort to round up as many people as possible, and they will use any means necessary to get you to join in on the fun, from bribery (did they mention that you'll get a free lunch before the shoot, a free dinner after the shoot, and royalties from the sale of merchandise your face appears on?!) to outright kidnapping for the more stubborn. If you really don't want to take part, escape is possible, but expect to be tailed by amateur photographers trying to snap candid photos of you for the rest of the day. Upon arriving, everyone taking part will be treated to a delicious buffet-style lunch! Nothing too heavy, because they don't want anyone getting sick during the shoot, but they'll certainly make sure you're comfortable. This is a good chance to mingle with the new arrivals and meet people who have been in the colony that you haven't yet crossed paths with yet, so why not take a day off from work and have some fun? After all... CERES has nothing to do with this... right? What's the worst that could happen?
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//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I [ xx PHASE II [ xx PHASE III [ xx PHASE IV [ xx BONUS [ why[ 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. ] |
xx ] So you've all just been dropped off at the venue and now it's time to get some food in you. After all, as any of Cerealia's professional models will be able to tell you, standing under the lights and looking pretty is a whole lot harder than it looks! You're definitely going to want to keep your strength up. But don't worry about paying, because this meal is on the house. Eat as much as you like. It's buffet-style, and anything that runs low will be refilled by friendly robots in a timely fashion.
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Welcome to CEREALIA's latest intro post For your convenience, we have compiled a post detailing everyone's usual arrival experience and feel free to consult the FAQ if needed. Please leave any lingering questions right here, and we'll answer them as soon as we can. |
phase iv!
it's weird enough, considering the hour, but it's even more suspect to find some winded young boy (presumably) staking out his door with desperation radiating out him in waves.
makoto blinks. ]
... Um? Did you need anything?
no subject
[Sorry for the rudeness but, Kazuya can hear them - or maybe that was his paranoia getting to him. Standing in the middle of a dark corridor by one's self when stalkers are on the loose is weirdly nerve-wracking, demon king or not]
Look, creeps are after me! Full blown stalkers! They're breaking into my apartment and everything, so I need to crash somewhere with hopefully sane people. [He squinted at Makoto, as if trying to gauge his sanity just by staring] You seem well-adjusted... okay. It's decided: let me in?
no subject
[ ???
self-consciously palming the nape of his neck, he winces back by a small margin as kazuya peers steadily back at him. getting cross-examined in the middle of the night sure is an experience. it's not like he isn't sympathetic to the woes and anxieties of others, but it's not like he can hear any of those supposed stalkers tromping around at the moment, either (although it would defeat the purpose if they weren't discreet about tailing this poor kid).
after a brief moment of hesitation, he holds the door open for his companion, furtively glancing around at the darkened forms of residential apartments lining the streets for suspicious movement.
well-adjusted, huh ... at least makoto looks about as sane as he feels at the moment ... ]
Okay, just for tonight.
[ a few seconds later and he's hurriedly locked the door behind him, keeping kazuya in the periphery of his vision in case he decides to pull a fast one and shank in the comforts of home. VALID CONCERNS, okay.
it occurs to him that it might be marginally related to the event that was held that day, but then he'd been one of the ones to accept a volunteer's escort offer, so the trip back (for him, at least) had been fairly uneventful. ]
Do you know what the people who were chasing you look like? It'll be bad if they saw you come in here.
no subject
[Kazuya glanced at the nearby windows at that comment though, as if expecting them to come crashing through the glass SWAT-style. Thankfully, nothing like that occurred, so he moved that scrutinising stare back onto Makoto, lips pursed as if he was in deep thought]
... I think they followed me from that freaky convention. I dunno why, I mean... [he gestured to himself, looking utterly bewildered] Not exactly pinup model material, y'know? It'd make more sense if they stalked you!
no subject
[ paid shutterbug stalkers hunting you down, yes. luckily, none of them materialize out of the woodwork, so makoto just ... continues staring at him, like he's regressed in simple comprehension and is still scrambling to just plain understand what the guy means. ]
They're your fans, right? You might be photogenic. I supposedly had some of my own there, but I'm sure it was just a elaborate joke of some sort —
[ and there he sputters, red up to the tips of his ears, because what. ]
N-No, of course not! I-I don't think so, that'd be really weird. I don't know a lot of people here, so it's kind of weird I got letters in the first place.
... Do you think it might be a scam of some sort?
no subject
[Kazuya sounded incredibly amused, his voice rising as if he was about to burst into laughter. Somehow he managed to contain himself, and he pointed at the door, as if the paparazzi were camping outside there right this second]
Trust me, this isn't a scam, unless it's to sell our pictures to some freaks. No, there's something wrong about them. I bet this is something creepy and nefarious. I mean, they were knocking people unconscious with their cameras back at that photoshoot thing. I mean, not literally, they weren't bludgeoning them, but, the camera... photo thing...
no subject
[ NOW YOU'VE GOT MAKOTO ALL PARANOID, swishing his head around to make sure the windows are sealed shut like they're about to have a home invasion and fifty freelance photographers on their asses. ]
I know what you mean. There was a girl there going on about how they lost their souls? [ he grimaces. ] But I'm sure there was an explanation for that! Like ... it got too warm in there, so people ended up passing out. The letters were weird, but maybe they were made-up? Like incentive to get us to stay long enough for the photoshoot.
... I didn't share the same feelings on it, but there were a few people in there who seemed to really like the extra attention.