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Who: CERES & you
When: OOC - 11/25-12/02 ; IC - 10/09-10/12
Where: Cerealia & Pleasure District
What: Event log
Rating/Warning: PG-13 | possibly nsfw (please let us know if you need this rating changed)

//event006.EXE I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa-bot underneath the Mistletoe It's the morning of October 9th when you feel it. At first, it's a gentle rumble. Then, the ground begins to quake harder as a transparent shield erupts from the perimeter of the colony. Those fortunate enough to be standing outdoors will get a glimpse of it as it slowly closes around the colony, forming a glass dome that keeps everything enclosed inside. It may spark your curiosity. It may even cause a bit of fear and anxiety, but other than that, the day remains the same. Plain. Neutral. A little too quiet. That's when the cold sneaks up on you, little by little. You may notice yourself shivering and in need of a warm blanket. It's just a little breeze, right? You might close the windows in your apartment or throw on a sweater. But the cold doesn't stop there. The temperature begins to plummet gradually by the hour, and you notice frost appearing on all visible surfaces. Machines start to malfunction and grow stiff all over. The wind knocks over a few post boxes and signs. Your skin goes numb in places. Shrinkage happens for those who have things that shrink. All in all, it's an unpleasant experience, and the trains are shut down, leaving most of the colony's citizens with limited transportation. However, a figure appears in a dimly corner of the station to brighten your day. He has a blanket laid out with snow globes placed on top, some plain, some rose-tinted. They're all for sale for a meager 25 credits. Since he can't speak, he lets his boom box do the talking for him, letting out a familiar song. "♬~ Oh the weather outside is frightful But the fire is so delightful And since we've no place to go Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! It doesn't show signs of stopping And I've bought some corn for popping The lights are turned way down low Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!~♬"

//SCENARIOS.EXE PHASE I [ xxxx ] The cold is starting to set into your bones, a sharp pain emanating from the way it seems to burrow under your flesh. No amount of jackets, parkas, and sweaters offer relief as the temperature plummets by the hour. The streets are paved with ice everywhere, and snow is rapidly falling from the ceiling of the dome. Will you play in it? Will you settle by the fire with a warm beverage? Will you and your ill-prepared body be subjected to the slow madness promised by hypothermia? It might seem bearable at first, but nothing is ever that simple or easy in Cerealia. Of course, for those who wish to brave the weather, come see the snow globe salesman in Cerealia's train station. He'll show you a few wonders that linger behind the glass. PHASE II [ xxxx ] Just as the cold starts to reach its most unbearable temperatures, a single haven lies in the Pleasure District at Cerealia's famous virtual Fantasy Hub. Whispers will pass from lips to lips, moving quickly across the colony about the warmest place to be. Your character is welcome to investigate for themselves and set aside their embarrassment for a little bit of reprieve. The robot staff will be more than welcoming, offering you compliments, cookies, and hot chocolate. The three great C's! They will let everyone linger about the lounge and encourage them to pair up and try out a bit of the technology. They might even find a little something to smile about after. The robots will be promising customers a lovely boost of warmth just for subjecting themselves to a world of their own desires. PHASE III [ xxxx ] For those brave enough to venture into their virtual fantasies, you'll be lead into a private booth where no one else will be able to bother you. A headset will be available for you and any companions of choice. Feel free to put it on and check it out. You'll be prompted to type in or verbally explain your fantasy before watching the world being built before your eyes until you're completely immersed in your ideal world. You are welcome to roam around and enjoy for as long as you wish but do remember you're on the clock and that there are other customers waiting. Oh and do try and clean up the booth after use! PHASE IV [ xxxx ] It's day four. The cold has reached its lowest, most unbearable point. Those who took a trip into their own fantasies or the fantasy of others are now free to revel in the warmth (and in their own embarrassment and shame). Congratulations! For those who avoided it, prepare to feel numb in places and to possibly lose a finger or two. The CERES medical facility will do their best to stick you back together or keep you from death. The suffering will continue until the very last second when Julius Vincere, CERES' CEO, will appear on all screens and billboards to announce that the climate problems have been fixed at last. Just like that, the dome will open once more, and the temperature will return to normal. With that comes another set of apologies same as before. How much are you willing to put up with his bullshit? BONUS [ whyo'clock ] They're cute. They're cuddly. They're also being sold at a CYbuddy shop near you, provided that snow hasn't blocked the door from opening. They're seemingly harmless and innocent until you take your eyes off of them. That's when they'll scuttle to your underwear drawer and slowly and surreptitiously start stealing pairs of it to hide in a super secret stash so it can sell your unmentionables in an elaborate robot underwear smuggling ring. Prepare to brave the cold without underwear. [ 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 event 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.

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[firstcloud]

[ Did he hear the word tea? Because Kagemitsu likes tea, it's healthy, in comparison to a lot of the food this entire place has to offer. Sadly, there seems to be none, and that's sad.

Kagemitsu approaches, Poko the tanuki on his shoulder. ]

Not having any luck, nii-san?

[prosecutory]

["Nii-san"? Having hung around some Japanese friends and acquaintances, Edgeworth knew that "-san" was the standard honorific. Most of his colleagues called him "Edgeworth-san". The "nii" is new. Was he the one spoken to?]

Ah...are you referring to me? [His eyes hover over the tanuki for a moment.]

[firstcloud]

[ There was no reason for confusion, was there...? That's Kagemitsu's way of addressing a stranger (or people in general--with females being "nee-san") to be polite. ]

Yes, I am.

[prosecutory]

Then no, I haven't had any luck. Their menu is painfully limited.

[A sigh. Why hadn't he anticipated bringing his own stockpile of tea leaves?]

[firstcloud]

They don't have anything to use to brew your own, then?

[ Didn't they have leaves or anything at all? ]

[prosecutory]

It seems not. I bought some tea leaves not long ago, but they're in my apartment.

[Where they are extremely useful, I'm sure.]

[firstcloud]

Ah, then it's not that easy to make any at this place.

[ But tea... Tea is vital. Except they might be thinking of different types of tea. ]

[prosecutory]

Indeed not, unless there is a lull in the weather I can take advantage of.

[Tea is tea.]

[firstcloud]

It doesn't really smell like it's about to let up.

[ But tea. Stupid weather. ]

[prosecutory]

"Smell"? [He blinks. Edgeworth knows that rain has a distinct smell, but...well, not only that, they were enclosed in this place.]

[firstcloud]

I've lived in a pretty clouded area all my life, I've learned to tell.

[prosecutory]

You say "clouded" instead of "foggy", or "misty", or any such term.

[Why this.]

[firstcloud]

Yes, I do. Since it's clouds, and not fog.

[prosecutory]

You lived...in the sky?

[firstcloud]

[ w...hat.. ]

.....um. No.

[prosecutory]

[YOU SAID CLOUDS.]

Er...clouds are part of the sky, are they not?

[firstcloud]

[ YES BUT REALLY ]

Yes, they are.

[prosecutory]

And you said you lived in a clouded area.

...Unless there are clouds that do not belong in the sky?

[WHAT IS HE SAYING.]

[firstcloud]

I do live in a clouded area. Oumi's sky has been constantly covered in clouds for years now.