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« 001 ⇢ INTERLUDE001.EXE »
Who: Mosley and these unfortunate souls
When: OOC: 6/27, IC: 1/26
Where: CERES Research Tower
What: Mosley takes a few lucky souls on a tour of the CERES offices.
Rating/Warning: PG-13: Some violence, injuries and possible death.
▶ VIDEO.EXE | IC: 1/25
▶ RUN.EXE | MOD NOTES
When: OOC: 6/27, IC: 1/26
Where: CERES Research Tower
What: Mosley takes a few lucky souls on a tour of the CERES offices.
Rating/Warning: PG-13: Some violence, injuries and possible death.
▶ VIDEO.EXE | IC: 1/25
[ The broadcast comes bright and early for those paying attention to their CereVices; the man who appears on the screen is strikingly pale, white-haired and piercingly blue-eyed. He looks young, no more than nineteen or twenty and he's dressed in a crisp black and white suit. He stares into the screen for a long moment, long enough to be, frankly, just a bit uncomfortable.▶ ACTION.EXE | IC: 1/26
And then white eyelashes blink and an awkward, unsure smile spreads across his face. He lifts a hand to fix his tie and speaks. ]
This is Mosley.
[ The smile drops, leaving him with a blank expression once again. ]
CERES has decided in a show of good faith to open our doors to you. I have been given the task of, [ He lifts his hands to emphasize with air quotes. ] "being your tour guide." If that is what I must do, so be it. The lazy worm does not get the apple, after all.
[ He looks down at the tablet on his desk, giving it a few taps and suddenly an icon appears on the bottom right hand of the video. ]
That link will bring you to a listing to make an appointment. You will be given a time. Show up promptly or do not, it is no matter to me. The tour will leave ten minutes after your given time and that will be that. Tours will only last a few hours so you needn't worry about the rest of your day. You will certainly return home in time to catch the latest episode of [ Air quotes again. ] "Banana is the New Black." I hear there's going to be a cliffhanger!
[ A pause and he looks oddly thoughtful. ]
I suppose you could also steal it off the internet? [ Blank again. ] Which would be wrong. Our lawyers will contact you if you do that. Do not.
[ And then another of those awkward smiles before quickly turning into something a bit startled and he taps his tablet again, ending the video. Replies to this feed have been disabled, unfortunately. Seems like someone isn't feeling very chatty. It's a miracle. ]
[ The next day, that Monday, those who take Mosley up on his offer will find that him standing there right in front of the main CERES office building, waiting. It’s with that same disconcerting smile that he unlocks the door and ushers them in.
Welcome, all of you, to our lovely CERES!
The group will find themselves standing in a lobby. Clean white walls and floors, a bright blue rug leading towards the elevators on the far wall, and a white reception counter. At the counter are two CERES robots answering calls and directing any visitors (though the lobby seems quite empty today) and on the wall behind them is a hologram of the CERES logo for all to see. Mosley stands in the center of the carpet in his usual suit and claps his hands together, putting on a smile. ]
Welcome to CERES.
[ And then the smile drops. Voice flat, he continues. ]
There has been... talk over the past few months that we at CERES have not been working 24/7 to help you, our clientele, return to your homes safely and soundly. There has also been... talk that we do not do anything. That this entire company is a farce, which is honestly quite hurtful to both me and the other hardworking staff at this company. Mr. Vincere had his way of running this place but Ms. Recreare is fond of a more hands on approach. We want to share that approach with you.
[ He spreads his hands to indicate to the building around them. ]
CERES has many fingers in many jars and they've all been sealed tight for a while. We would like to open those jars. So once again, welcome to CERES and please follow me.
[ After that, Mosley turns and begins to lead the group off. ]
▶ RUN.EXE | MOD NOTES
This is the event log for these sign-ups! Your groups have been sorted below; here are a few handy links for you:Group 01 | OOC plotting
Group 02 | OOC plotting
Group 03 | OOC plotting
Group 04 | OOC plotting
Group 05 | OOC plotting
Group 06 | OOC plotting
Group 07 | OOC plotting
Group 08 | OOC plotting
Group 09 | OOC plotting
Group 10 | OOC plotting
There is no tagging order, so feel free to tag in whatever way works best for you as a group.
The tours will technically last 3 hours icly, but that may change as ic events happen; oocly, the threads will last as long as necessary, though Mosley will come and collect your characters if they are moseying around too long! There will be mod involvement in each of the tours.
If there are any questions, feel free to ask them here. You are welcome to plot with your groupmates by using the ooc top level comments linked above. Thank you!
▶ GROUP ONE.EXE
. . . LOADING GINTOKI SAKATA.$$$ . . . LOADING JUDE MATHIS.$$$ . . .
. . . LOADING MAYA FEY.$$$ . . . START TOUR.EXE. . .
What people don't seem to know is that CERES has many laboratories running round the clock to keep this colony sustained. Half of these things aren't even personally overseen by Ms. Recreare and I but by subsidiaries of CERES. One of these subsidiaries, GreenPRO, handles most agriculture related issues in the colony. GreenPRO is a stupid name, isn't it? I really can't stand those jerks from GreenPRO.
[ All of this Mosley has been saying as he leads the group out the building and through the research district. Anyone who tries to interrupt will be ignored and Mosley will just talk louder, yet still keep the same steady tone of voice the whole time. ]
Being on a planet that isn't entirely habitual for every species in our colony gives us a certain amount of trouble that we have had to look elsewhere for solutions to. Why we are the ones who have to solve these problems, I'll never know! GreenPRO offered the obvious: for us to grow our own food. Ugh, seriously, those jerks. This is why all the different species who settle on Cerealia are able to live a safe and healthy lifestyle just as they did before. Today I'll show you the greenhouses. Just so you know we're not poisoning your food and all! Haha, don't worry, that would be GreenPRO's fault.
[ And then he turns a corner and viola! The group will come across rows and rows of greenhouses, packed full with plant life and if anyone looks closer, they will spot vegetables and fruits of all kinds growing inside. Mosley leads the group to Greenhouse #3, opening the door with a key and gesturing for them to all go inside.
Weirdly enough, he locks the door right after everyone's inside. ]
Greenhouse number three, otherwise known as "the Fruit house" -- that's a really dumb name -- specializes in fruit from planets from all over the galaxy, including your own! Fruits that taste like the most decadent chocolates or the most rotten of eggs, it's always a gamble to try new things. Really, go try new things. I'll wait.
[ His face spreads into a smile and he gestures to the rows and rows of different colored fruit being grown around them. ]
Feel free to help yourselves.
[ Mosley will just stand by the door.
There are neat rows of plants, some familiar and some utterly alien, but the greenhouse is not that large it seems. However, towards the back of the greenhouse, the vegetation appears to get thicker and thicker, covering up the back wall distinctly and making it very hard to approach that side of the room. ]
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[She notices him locking the door, but her sunny attitude doesn't slip up one bit.]
So it's just fruit that's grown here, huh? No other plants or anything?
[Totally innocently, while she slowly gravitates towards the back wall, poking an occasional weird-looking fruit in the process.] How much do you know about GreenPRO anyway, Mr. Tour Guide?
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...maybe he should wander around a tad to check if there's any other exits, just in case. paranoia this might be, but better paranoid than losing a head. of course, poking around the room obviously searching for that is bound to raise suspicions so flynn begins to browse around the foods instead. no reason exists to needlessly worry his groupmates if the worry turns out to be nothing, either.
huh. this is one of the chocolate ones. he reaches and touches the fruit in question while mulling over possible cooking uses of a fruit like this. it's maya's question which makes his attention jump from the plant and first at maya then on mr. tour guide. hmm that's a good question. what DO they know about this greenpro subsidiary? and why the obvious dislike for them?]
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Only to have him and Zura put in different tour groups. He didn't even have time to give that damn wig a little hell before he was hurried off on the tour.
Now he was stuck in a weird greenhouse with a bunch of strangers and one guy who he wished was a stranger, but wasn't. Cautiously, he'll also pick up one of the chocolate fruit -- did he even dare try it? His unfortunate meeting with a bunch of vines in some of the gardens awhile back had him reluctant to get too close to any of the plants as people moved further back in the greenhouse.
He'll stick is tongue out, attempting to barely touch the tip of his tongue to the chocolate fruit. Feel free to catch him in the act, tongue stuck out, hand shaking a bit as he moves that fruit closer to his tongue bit by bit, a look of concentration on his face].
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[ He shrugs. ]
GreenPRO was founded by a CERES scientist who left Merui on vacation. His wife took him to a tropical planet, one that had only just been colonized a few years prior and had research aplenty. He [ Finger quotes. Again. ] "fell in love" with the different types of plant life there -- Merui isn't as... bountiful as, say, Tellus and left to establish a company focused on cultivating and preserving natural life across the universe.
[ He pauses and then waves a hand dismissively. ]
Naturally, CERES bought GreenPRO a few years later and expanded it into general agriculture needs.
[ Mosley will rattle off this little speech from his spot by the front door but if Flynn goes closer to the overgrown back area, he might notice a back door behind the wall of vines. Since the area has been left untamed for so long, there's no indication of where exactly that back door leads so unless Flynn is ready to go gardening, the only door left is still the one Mosley is standing by.
As for Gintoki, when his tongue finally touches the skin of that fruit, it will explode. A soft sizzle at first before in it bursts open, sending green slime everywhere (and most likely all over Gintoki's face). The green slime will taste like vomit and smell like rotten socks. Looks like the scent of chocolate was a red herring. Mosley will look over towards Gintoki when that happens. ]
Oh, that one. Yes, that fruit is actually a delicacy on its home planet and very, very rare. It tastes... [ Mosley closes his eyes and lets out a soft sigh. ] absolutely divine.
[ Then he pauses and smiles, eyes open. ]
Unless you're human, of course. Then it tastes like bile.
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[But, this is interesting. She'd barely heard a peep from the old CEO, and this one seems awfully concerned about keeping up appearances. And so does her butler slash tour guy slash bowtie guy.]
[That, and:]
...So you're an alien or something?
[In any case, whether or not Flynn's going to be checking out that back door, Maya definitely is. Splitting her attention between their esteemed butler tour guide and the oh-so-mysterious plant door. She looks around for any sort of tool to poke the vines with, and, if she finds something, will be poking said vines with said tool]
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he blinks, mouth still open from the reprimanding that never came. what a defense mechanism. ...tastes like bile for a human. welp, if the guy's human then there's a lesson learned today. maybe they'll think twice before doing something so obviously dumb.
plant issue avoided, he turns his attention back to the door in question as maya searches for tools. flynn purses his lips lightly upon noticing the oddity of that part of the greenhouse. the area near the door, and around the back in general, possesses so much overgrowth. why would one area be allowed to fall into such disarray while the rest remains nicely tended to?]
Can I also ask why the area in the back appears far less upkept than the rest?
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[ And with Maya's question, he does smile. ]
Well, I certainly didn't evolve from a monkey, no.
[ Then there's Flynn. ]
Oh, you know. Someone didn't do their job. I wouldn't worry, if I were you.
[ So he leaves the three of them to their own devices and when no one's looking, there will be a soft "Pardon" from Mosley and when they look up, there will be three less people in the room. Mosley, Bansai, and Jude all seem to have disappeared. Yet, if any of them try the front door, it's still locked. There's no answers to where they went in the greenhouse but the back door is still freely available for any curious tour goer. ]
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ECK--EH-- eh -- eh -- HNNGH hhhhhhn--
The plant tasted exactly like bile, and unfortunately that's a hell of a lot too much for his stomach to take.
It was so gross, and the smell so strong, that everybody's gonna have to excuse him while he goes and loses his breakfast and maybe even last night's dinner in another plant somewhere.
By the time he's done and ready to shout bloody murder at their smug asshole of a tour guide, the bastard is gone, and he's left looking around for the other people that were in his tour.]
H-hey? Hey? Hello! Hey -- [this being more to Maya and Flynn] Where did he go. . .
Oi, I wanna go home --
[He'll give the locked front door a few solid pounds before sighing, turning around and leaning on the door, then looking around for the other, and then shouting as loud as he can to the the ceiling.]
Hello! Is anybody out there! What if I need the toilet!
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[Ooops.]
[Well, Gintoki covers the 'pounding on the door and yelling loudly' response, so she just huffs out a sigh of annoyance--]
...No luck, huh?
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Don't worry, guys, I'm an expert in these kinds of situations. Any minute now, either a bunch of camouflaged assassins are going to jump out and strangle us with vines, or these gross plants are going to come to life and try to gobble us up! Our only hope of survival is to go through that clearly shady-looking backdoor and run dramatically for our lives while Mossly reclines in a comfy chair and watches us struggle from his evil butler headquarters!
[A pause.]
Okay, that last bit might be an exaggeration. I don't think butlers have evil headquarters.
[She is definitely going to whack at those vines with the closest tool she can find, though]
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...maya, that does not help the situation one bit. flynn gives a bit of an unsure laugh. does he even want to know how she managed to become an expert in that area?]
Now, I don't think anything THAT bad will be allowed to happen.
[if that's true then why doesn't he buy his own words? thank god the only one who'd tell isn't here.]
But we should exert caution about what we do and what we touch while we're in here.
[that line might actually be said more for maya than anything else. please don't whack at those vines just yet. they aren't theirs to whack and illicit property damage won't be allowed to happen on mr. white knight's watch.]
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But Maya's whacking at the plants seems to be making some sort of progress; they're not particularly strong, and slowly, the door becomes more and more visible.
And it looks terribly ordinary, with the word Storage printed on a plate on the door. ]
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He'd been spending a lot of time at home, missing the people he usually spent time with on his planet before it was supposedly destroyed, or maybe he was just kidnapped. At any rate, he didn't remember seeing these two before. They were just a couple of kids, to him, though he wasn't too much older than Flynn.
After another more sombre sigh, he'll give them both a serious look. Is this it? Is this the moment where he's gonna be a real adult, and give some valuable advice and encouragement to these two youth? Is he going to be that mentor that they maybe need?]
So, you two . . .
[brace for some wisdom here; he'll look off to the side a little and --]
. . . could you turn around? I really do need to go.
[And he's gonna go right in that planter box with those gross chocolate but not chocolate plants. Take that you jerk fruit, take that.]
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[Anyway, in these trying times of Noseley's Creepy Mysterious Tours, the youth of today truly have a man they can rely on, a mature adult to guide them to safety. Maya glances over as Gintoki speaks up, apparently attentive to whatever plant survival wisdom he's about to dispense....]
[......]
[Welp. They're doomed.]
Okay, but if any of these leafy guys burst into a musical number, we've all gotta scram, pants or no pants!
[And then she's turning away and her attention is back on the door, leaving Gintoki to settle the score with the chocolate plants without the audience of a teenaged girl] "Storage".... how much do you guys wanna bet there's actually a complex labyrinth of killer tomatoes back here or something?
[She's awfully casual about all this.]
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HE IS TAKING A PISS INTO THE PLANT. IN FRONT OF AN INNOCENT (??) GIRL!!! suddenly maya's destruction of property no longer matters because THIS IS SO INAPPROPRIATE AND WORSE AND WHO DOES THIS.]
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Just what the hell are you doing!? Not only are you doing that in someone else's property, property that people may consume, but you're doing so in front of a young lady!! This is completely inappropriate!!
[at least go behind something!! and take a piss not on plants that people may eat!! how is this so hard to realize and do!? flynn never thought he'd live to see the day he'd meet someone more brash than yuri. never say never, truly.]
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Go save your goody-two-shoes act for math class, kid. The only ones eating this sick plant are gonna be sick creatures. Besides, this'll help it grow or, you know, whatever.
[And ziiipppppin' on up.]
Anyway, she's turned around; you're the one who didn't. Are you that kinda weirdo? Watching people in the bathroom?
[He'll walk over to Maya, who played it way more cool that some uptight knight. In fact, he'll comment quietly to her as he pokes a few of the plants himself with his wooden sword (a samurai never leaves home without it).]
. . . I think that guy's a little creepy, right?
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[But it is kinda cute that Flynn's standing up for her honor as a clearly innocent young lady. He gets a smile for that] I wasn't paying attention to him, don't worry! Besides... these plants are already gross, so nobody's gonna eat them anyway.
[As for Gintoki.... she glances over to the sword with interest, and then snags a hoe so that she's armed, too. She considers his words...] To be honest, I think you're both pretty weird. But since you guys are my acting sidekicks for this, that just means you've both got your own personality quirks to complete the package!
[Says the pot to the kettles. And then, normal volume, so both of them:] So, are we going into this so-called storage closet, or what?
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he opens his mouth to start part 2 of lecturing but maya cuts him off. some of that anger diffuses as his eyes dart over at her. what a shame a smile won't be enough to kill the lecturing urge. icky as the plants are, someone out there still might use it for something. flynn gives a soft sigh as he moves over to them.]
Be that as it may, these plants are not ours and this greenhouse is not a playground. [a pointed glance at gintoki.] Or a public toilet.
[as for the door, well, no reason to not explore exists. his gazes shifts onto the 'storage' sign. they weren't told anything about going in or not. since no rules are being broken, no argument about the suggestion comes from the goody two shoes.]
And I don't see any reason why we can't go in.
▶ CHECKPOINT ONE.SAV
. . . CONTINUING TOUR.EXE. . .
[ The door is unlocked; should they choose to open it, they will find themselves in a metallic hallway that does not in any way look as though it should be connected to a greenhouse.
Everything is incredibly dusty, as though this passageway has not been used for a very long time, and the floor is rather rusty; be careful not to put too much weight on it, or pieces of it may fall through.
And, more than anything, it's dark. ]
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[after griping some more at Flynn, he'll turn his attention back to Maya.]
Hah? Did I get downgraded from protagonist so easily? A sidekick now. . . I guess that means you better do all the heroic stuff from now on, okay? I'll count on you.
. . . or we could just have that guy do it.
[He'll point at Flynn.]
I bet he'd do anything a woman asks him to do. He's that kind of guy. Come on goody-two-shoes, show us what's in there.
Maybe the storage room has a door control or something like that. [or maybe it's a bathroom somehow.]
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[Maya feels along the falls and tests the floor brfore stepping forward and trying to peer further down the hallway]
Spooky secret passage... I totally called it! [And a pause.] You guys didn't see any flashlights or blowtorches back there, didya?
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. . . the last thing he wanted to do was to walk through a dark, scary-looking hallway with a rotting floor. Was this tour trying to kill them? It was really just a horror movie waiting to happen, wasn't it, and it wasn't the first time he'd experienced something like this while in this place. He'll scratch at his head a little, then look absently over to Flynn, then back to Maya with some concern.
Watching something awful happen to her wasn't really something he'd be okay with, so he'll take a few steps into the passage. At her question, he'll give Flynn a glance, then take out his CereVice to see if it will provide a little light. He'd had to do it before, but it's not very bright. He'll look back to Maya.]
Don't. . . dont' go so far ahead, brat. You can't just walk off by yourself. You'll probably trip on your own feet or something.
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only once having double checked technology do his feet start moving. a small smile replaces that uphappy face as he quickly strolls over to maya trying to uptake her as the front. light suddenly illuminates the darkness as flynn turns on the mini flashlight he'd taken out. twice has darkness proven an annoying foe. third time won't be happening on his watch.]
I have one on me so please allow me to lead the way.
[despite the please, it's not something up for discussion. they have no idea what lies ahead and any proper knight puts himself in danger rather than allow anyone else to be harmed!! flynn shines the light around while stepping on ahead, all the rusting, dust and lack of stability of the bridge becoming nicely visible.]
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