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C E R E A L I A ★ M O D S。 ([personal profile] reparator) wrote in [community profile] estoria2015-09-30 05:55 pm

« 020 ⇢ EVENT020.EXE »

Who: Everyone who was once in Cerealia, plus some guest stars
When: OOC: 10/01 - 10/12 ; IC: 3/15 - 3/21
Where: The wide, vast jungles of Tellus. Cerealia is nowhere to be found
What: A special reward frees everyone from the clutches of Cerealia; too bad nobody's competent around here.
Rating/Warning: PG-13: Some scary images, some violence. Please let the mods know if the rating goes up or the log needs to be locked!



//event020.EXE



It is a quiet day in mostly reconstructed Cerealia. The robots are busily running into walls that were not there before, the Cybuddy bees are buzzing...and CERES has still not said a word. Attempting to contact them still gets the User Offline error. Strange...

But who cares if CERES is offline? After all, they are the cruel and tyrannical captors. A Cerealia without them must be better than a Cerealia with them. So there's nothing to worry about on this fine, peaceful day. Or, at least, that's what it seems like, when suddenly there's a voice in everyone's head. A chosen few may recognize the voice, for they will have heard it before, but to the vast majority, it is brand new.

Looks like someone has been saved, and a reward granted... and no, you don't have a single choice in the matter.


Your heroism will be remembered, lost and stolen souls.

You have saved me, and so now, I shall save you.

All of you.

//SCENARIOS.EXE


PHASE I

[ day one ] It happens so quickly. One moment you’re in the colony, going about your daily life, and the next, you’re… floating. A moment later, every player character from the colony is transported with a wisp of fresh air to...somewhere very very different. The distance is far, but it is covered in what must have only been a scant moment, and it’s clear somehow, especially to air characters, that it was Caeli’s doing that brought everyone there.

There, naturally, being right in the middle of the jungle.

Everyone is then unceremoniously dropped. You may land on a tree, or in a patch of poison mushrooms (no really, look out for the colorful plant life, it’s probably poisonous) or in the river. There are some strange insects of all sorts and types, some of which have some uncomfortable side effects if you’re bitten, such as swelling or the uncomfortable urge to go hug the nearest person, and there are strange flowers everywhere, some of which glow only in the dark of night or the shade of trees. It is dreadfully humid, however, and a little hard to breathe--unless you’re of the air disposition.

Either way, you’ve certainly landed somewhere fantastical, so take some time to get used to your surroundings. It shouldn’t take too long to find everyone else, hopefully.

PHASE II

[ day two ] Of course, this far into the jungle, and making this much noise, it was only inevitable before some company was attracted.

Some are clearly dangerous, some are peaceful as can be and some are somewhere in between; approach at your own risk.

Either way, these monsters are all drawn to larger groups of people and a lot of noise, so it may be best to keep quiet...though the ones that keep their distance may be even more concerning.

Everyone is certainly being stalked at one point or another in the jungle -- and at night, there are eyes watching from the darker parts of the trees.

PHASE III

[ day three ] But perhaps if you follow some of those monsters deeper into the woods, you will stumble across an old, run down village of sorts. It looks as though time and the jungle has overtaken it. Exploring it will reveal plenty of homes that were clearly lived in however, by families and by people of all sorts.

There are empty rooms, covered in dust, and a central village fire, long gone out.

Small knick-knacks and various objects can be found… if you want to steal from the dead, you know. It’s a little rude. It appears they led a simple, peaceful life, however; most notably, there is no technology to be found.

And if The Bridge catches you doing it, she will look incredibly sad and ask you to put everything back in its proper place before she goes back to looking very irritated at Caeli. You may overhear words about how this “isn’t the right place” and Caeli’s unrepentant, “It is only a few hundred miles”. Looks like something went a little wrong in the transportation process.

Time to camp out for the night, perhaps. And your CereVices don’t get any reception out here, so no surfing the internet for you. If you try to connect to the internet, for some reason the device starts playing a song. Was that programmed…?

PHASE IV

[ day four ] By the fourth day, it’s pretty clear that you’re going to be stuck here for a bit. Pestering Caeli or Maris gets nothing, while the Bridge still can’t be approached for pretty good reasons. So… you’ll just have to make the best of it while they figure out their next approach.

Time to figure out how to camp with few supplies and even fewer nice places to sleep. Maybe try to make a fire (though it’s incredibly difficult, considering how muggy it is here) or try to find some bugs to eat (ew gross).

Of course, you can try hunting, but the prey doesn’t look too friendly, so be careful not to become the prey yourself. The same goes for fishing, it seems.

Some of the trees are poisonous, some of the grasses will cause unfortunate rashes, and some vines will lash out to grab at people (especially colorful ones); basically, this is an entirely untamed alien jungle, so it may not be the fun camping trip you'd like.

Time to work together to survive out here, at least for a little longer.

It’s your time to shine. This is Person Versus Wild.

PHASE V

[ day six ] On day six, the jungle goes utterly silent.

The monsters and animals disappear. The extra friends poof away hastily and suddenly. Maris and the Bridge fall silent (though Caeli admittedly continues floating there as ever). If anyone approaches them to ask, they'll just say that "she is coming".

And soon, she does appear. She moves slowly, lacking in feet; they are roots, as though that of a tree. Nonetheless, she has no troubles with moving forward, slow bit by bit. She does not speak, not at first, and behind her, trotting lightly through the woods, there is another. Both feel strongly of spiritual energy, just like Maris and Caeli. And eventually, after observing the people gathered, they can be spoken to.

BONUS

[ day ??? ] After spending some time in the jungle, emotions might be running a bit amuck. And those emotions might bring some unexpected...friends. Yes, let's go with friends.

Because if a character is typically grumpy, gloomy, stoic, lineface, or anything along those lines, they may find themselves followed by a bright, happy bird. That bird feeds off of those emotions, and will just cheerfully follow around any lineface character for as long as possible. Or until they smile. The birds are otherwise harmless, chirping happily every now and then and following them around like a friendly shadow.

Happy, cheerful, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, energetic characters, on the other hand, will soon find themselves followed by... a different friend. Or maybe a handful of them. It depends on how cheerful they are. Either way, these creatures feed off of happiness and fun, but they will also chew on hair or an ear if they're allowed to get that close, making horrifying, chittering noises as they follow anyone who is in a good mood.


[ Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with sensitive 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 October event! Please visit the OOC information here, and should you have any questions, feel free to ask them here! You can also check the FAQ for more general inquiries. This event will last for the month of October, or IC 3/15 to 3/30. This log will last from 10/01 to 10/12 or IC 3/15 to 3/21. Should this event log hit Captcha, there is an all-purpose overflow here.

Please treat this like a jungle mingle log, and feel free to make your own logs in estoria in the jungle as well! You'll be here for a little while, so go crazy and get some exploring in. Feel free to contact the mods if you have any questions on what can be found in the jungle in any given area.

Thank you!

roping: (and the full moon pills)

[personal profile] roping 2015-10-08 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
It's not gloomy! If you gotta go, it's better to go down fightin!

[It's better to burn violently than to fade away? Guillan's no philosopher. At all.

But compliments. All he wants in life is attention why is it so hard to have it. He sniffs.]
'course I'm an exception.... [Mutter mutter.]
roping: (cut it loose)

[personal profile] roping 2015-10-08 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
[It is both familiar and strange to run with Arles like this -- without their pack. But still it's comforting to fall into pace behind him, let his pack leader choose speed and direction, follow after like he can react to Arles's movements before he makes them.

A nod.]
Aa! I smell it, Arles... heh. I can hear it too.

[It's big. This is going to be an interesting hunt.]
yourotherleft: (kind smile)

[personal profile] yourotherleft 2015-10-08 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
[only the slightest smirk. Nice name, not that he can talk...]

Phoenix. Don't think I'll forget that.

I'll keep an eye out. If everybody's been thrown out here, there's probably plenty who don't know what to do with themselves.
roping: (oh put love on hold)

[personal profile] roping 2015-10-08 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Then what the hell are they tryin?

[Because Guillan can't for the life of him figure out motives or methods or reasons either, and it's pissing him off!

Even if he still finds jungle an improvement.]


Yeah. That. There ain't no point at all to jerking us around like this that I can see. 'cept pissing me off.
roping: ([w] i can't commit to a thing)

[personal profile] roping 2015-10-08 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
...it is cool! It's really cool.

[RIGHT? Finally people recognize that being a wolf is the best. He looks confused at the question, like it's a really obvious one. But he does remember bit by bit that people around here aren't used to people having multiple forms like they are back home.

So he doesn't say "are you stupid or something?" he just nods, and flashes a grin that bears his sharp little fangs.]
'course I can. I'm a wolf.

[Hell, he'll even demonstrate, shifting into his wolf-y form, little more than the blink of an eye, as though he were this way all along.] See?
braavado: (He doesn't take "no" for an answer)

[personal profile] braavado 2015-10-08 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
It's not that bad. [She rushes in maybe a little too quickly, just a touch defensive. If there's one thing Korra won't ever admit, it's that she can't handle whatever her Avatar duties require of her.] Being the Avatar is--well, it's really important to me.

[Her brain seems to catch up with her mouth a second later, and she looks away.] But you're right. I've been thinking I need to really get in touch with my spiritual side here, if Maris, Caeli, and the Bridge are getting involved.
roping: (cut it loose)

[personal profile] roping 2015-10-08 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
You're really bossy when no one even got hurt!

[Also unimpressed. Especially since he's not used to considering other people being casualties because killing is usually the girl. Except Arles says that isn't the way here.

At her question though, he straightens up, growing serious.]
's a good question. It was a ways aheada me, but...

[And then there's the faintest sound behind and he's whirling around all at once. yes. YESSS. He found it. Because it's right about here that something steps bursts out of the denser foliage.]
roping: (on the mouths of all my friends)

[personal profile] roping 2015-10-08 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Then you definitely ain't regular huma. They die real easy.

[What a reassuring thing to say right? Guillan is helpful all the time.]

...people tryin' to kill your kinda people too? [Huh. He stands up straighter, tail giving a wag before he catches himself.] I ain't a bad wolf. I'm a great wolf. But wolves're dangerous! No mistake... 'cause we gotta be.
roping: (how cruel is the golden rule)

[personal profile] roping 2015-10-08 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
...I ain't almost stabbed you. If I wanted to stab you you woulda been stabbed, you know!

[Comforting as always. But he grins.] You ain't so bad, so I don't got any reason to stab you yet that wouldn't get me in trouble.

[So basically, they're pals!]
colonially: (serious > it has to be)

[personal profile] colonially 2015-10-08 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Right. That's step one, certainly.

[No falling in the river! It's okay, Mary. Quatre will keep you out of the water as best he can. He's not such a fan of being wet himself, so it's definitely in his plan to stay out of that predicament.]

Are you cold? Even without the temperature being low, it's probably not ideal that you're already wet... [No getting sick from exposure, Mary.]
immobileyes: (He texted a picture of his what--)

[personal profile] immobileyes 2015-10-08 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
A little... [ Far from freezing, but being damp certainly isn't a pleasant sensation. She'll do her utmost not to catch a cold (the sequel)! ]
immobileyes: (YOUR FACE ASPLODE)

[personal profile] immobileyes 2015-10-08 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
... Yeah. [ Mary flashes him a quick smile, before she moves forward. She very nearly flinches as the monster pauses, moving to stare down at her-- but after a few seconds, her hands ball into fists and her eyes turn red. ]

I'm sorry, but please stop!

[ And immediately, it freezes in place. ]
immobileyes: (Not equipped to handle life)

[personal profile] immobileyes 2015-10-08 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
... Is Baymax okay?

[ But yeah, she's instantly moving closer to him. TO SAFETY, PLEASE. ]
bewrightback: (smile)

[personal profile] bewrightback 2015-10-08 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
Right. A lot of them are pretty much city-folk like me. [Blackquill's hawk might fare well, but I'm not so sure about the Twisted Samurai himself...]

It's nice to meet you. And again, I'd appreciate that.
colonially: (glance back > glad you think so)

[personal profile] colonially 2015-10-08 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, luckily enough he's actually branched out from business casual vests to sweaters because otherwise this offer wouldn't be terribly useful. But since it is, he unzips his sweater and reaches over to drape it about her shoulders.

He didn't fall in the river, so he has the upper hand here.]
Let's make sure you don't get any more chilled then, all right? It seems like it might take things a while to dry out here.

[Everything is so damp.]
flaredo: (Of course I don't start fights)

[personal profile] flaredo 2015-10-08 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
Well. I'm glad you like me enough for that.
braavado: (But it's just a ferry ride away)

[personal profile] braavado 2015-10-08 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a rustle of leaves above her as Korra makes her way back down, jumping the last bit and landing softly on the ground.]

Nothing, it's all just a bunch of jungle as far as I can see. [Korra straightens up.] The good news is, we're probably out of CERES reach. The bad news is, we have no idea where we are, and the jungle will be hard to map.
immobileyes: (What's a siscon?)

[personal profile] immobileyes 2015-10-08 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
There really is a lot of water in the air... [ And yet, she's breathing fine?? Ah, well. She'll just clutch that sweater closer and give him a smile, thank you, friend. ]

Are jungles supposed to be like this?
roping: (watch you work the room)

[personal profile] roping 2015-10-08 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
You should be. It's pretty impressive, bein' on my good side.

[The great Guillan is difficult to appease! Except no he's the easiest in the world once he decides he likes you even a little. All he really wants is attention.]
colonially: (Default)

[personal profile] colonially 2015-10-08 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Lucky Mary. Quatre's lungs are not pleased with the fact that there's more water than air for them to breathe.

He offers a sheepish smile in return.]
Honestly, I don't know. I'm more used to the desert. And to space, but that's different all around.
flaredo: (Tell me more tell me more)

[personal profile] flaredo 2015-10-08 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah? Does that mean I get to rub your ears?

[ CAN SHE PET YOU, PUPPY..... ]
roping: (and i saw god cry)

[personal profile] roping 2015-10-08 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
[WAIT. SHE WANTS TO PET HIM. HE LOVES BEING PETTED.

Except. Only when it's someone he wants petting him. ...but Yang is pretty okay in his book.

His tail gives a few wags behind him.]
Only if you don't pull on 'em. I'd definitely bite you if you did.
immobileyes: (It's okay it's okay it's okay)

[personal profile] immobileyes 2015-10-08 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
Space...? I thought space was even harder to live in!

[ QUATRE... ]
cardboard_journalism: (stare-mode)

[personal profile] cardboard_journalism 2015-10-08 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! Is that all? --In that case, I agree! Sss, sss, sss.

So... what do we do now? This isn't just another ViViD thing, is it?
manolia: continuing tradition of 'icons cropped from porn' (10)

sry this took a moment!

[personal profile] manolia 2015-10-08 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Of course she was, and doing a better job of it than he might.]

[But it's easy to be playful around someone who's of the same mindset, so his embarrassed brow-furrow slips easily into a grin, his shoulders relax a bit. He's not daunted; come on, death's nothing new!]
Aah, but powerful as the fish are, they cannot take care of the soul, can they? And though yet his body was devoured, his wakfu remained a poltergeist, haunting her for so long as she remained.

[Or he'd just turn into a flower like in canon, but alas.]