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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!

titled: (w { I'll stay awake)

[personal profile] titled 2015-10-03 01:17 pm (UTC)(link)
What is your name? [Mildly, as he stretches himself in a sunny patch of grass... No big. Just a wolf drying off right here. This would go quicker if it weren't humid, but hopefully it won't take too long.]
horsepoop: (おーい)

[personal profile] horsepoop 2015-10-03 01:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[KOGI PLEASE...

The reference that may or may not exist flies over Namazuo's head anyway, mostly because he's too busy trying not to accidentally strangle himself.]


Thank you... [He appreciates the help! ...But he does not appreciate being used as a shield, what the hell vines?? What did he do to deserve this?!]

Do you think you could pull me out? [Kogi's strong, it might work...]
failsaver: (neutral | 001)

[personal profile] failsaver 2015-10-03 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ And Ket's still staring, also no big. ]

Ket. Ket Whiss. Human. Me, I mean. I'm a human. Not a wolf. Or a part time wolf. Full time human!

... You knew that already. [ asdf what is going on. ]
beissen: (pic#9428805)

i c??

[personal profile] beissen 2015-10-03 01:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he hates this place. it's a thought crossed many times, written in the space of his mind until the page is worn thin along the grooves of every single word because seriously, he hates this place.

first the flood. the damn water he could barely stay afloat in. and now this - the shock of green, of leaves and vines and dirt, with air that's too different and he could choke on the humidity.

so venturing forward was the only option, what with how dogs get were so prone to restlessness when any semblance of familiarity was ripped from them like a half-chewed bone.

it's the lack of anything built that snags against proverbial footing and the ground is softer under his tread than concrete. wood splinters instead of crumbling to fine dust and sinew made of metal and it's all too unfamiliar.

not to mention the damned flowers. even if he is learning to disregard them; even if he has to force himself to look at them less, to no longer remember the phantom echoes (i want to see real flowers) and think of how fragile those stems are.

it's a little easier when the flowers here are so odd, when he barely recognizes them for what they are at first.

still, the entire thing is rattling, and that perhaps is the most annoying part of all.

heine had just brushed the dirt from his knees when someone is literally almost careening into him, and would have if heineken had taken a step back, breathquick.

a blink, an inhale that could catch the start of tension and his spine coiling like spring from the inevitable grip that snags his coat until recognition dawns.
] What -

[ he would have to wrack his brain for the name for a few seconds more, though it is time evidently out of reach, considering the swarm that follows, considering that he's being dragged along and he has to wonder if running into the same people is a benefit or a curse.

whatever it is, he doesn't have time to ask because someone is tangling in vines and tripping right into him. the collision catches him off balance, sends them both sliding down the incline until heine catches himself on a jutting branch of a crooked tree.

his grip on makoto's arm returned, steady and verging on biting because guess who is extremely unimpressed right now. that's right. heineken.
] Seriously?
reprizesal: (Awaiting orders)

[personal profile] reprizesal 2015-10-03 01:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Guess he can't learn anything else about her at this point. Sayo's quiet for a moment, before he asks another question.]

Did you hear that voice before we're... brought here? Was that her voice?
beissen: (pic#9428800)

i!

[personal profile] beissen 2015-10-03 01:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it had been under thirty minutes, heine was sure, but the fact had become clear probably on the fifth minute of him being dumped into what he could only quantify as hell - he hated this place. and that's a lot coming from something borne out of a lab, with violence and bullets sewn into every sinew.

maybe he just really hated the suffocating green. the shock of colour when everything about heine was painted in monochrome.

when he ventures into the clearing, the first display he catches is the somewhat odd ceremony of cerevice held, or waved about and yelled at. the second thing he catches is the dog.

the dog that is speaking, and scanning him for injuries and it's an immediate frown, dismissive and biting and canine.
] ... There are none.

[ red eyes turn to tadashi instead. ] - That thing broken, then?
senseandcecilbility: (it is not what you think)

[personal profile] senseandcecilbility 2015-10-03 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Sir, forgive me for saying so, BUT YOU SHOT YOURSELF IN THE HEAD!

[And yes, he is still screaming in the shrillest voice. Good God, what have you done? He barely notices the heathen bird. Magic is perfectly fine for the right reasons, as far as Kevin is concerned. But suicide is a SIN.

Which brings him to another problem: Minato is still alive.]


...Was that an illusion?
adornmental: (bzzt wrong answer)

[personal profile] adornmental 2015-10-03 01:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gosh!! This is why Vietnam is consistently ranked in his favorites... He leans a little closer to her, making a small content sound.]

Thank yooou! [At least he has his manners!!] I dunno about that, though. We seem to be doing okay so far, yeah? I guess we'll just have to wait and see. ...You don't feel funny or anything, do you?
adornmental: (thou shalt not cut in the burger line)

[personal profile] adornmental 2015-10-03 01:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh... I guess it's better for hunting and stuff.

[Because clearly that's what Arles does!! Not attacking villages...!]

I don't have a ton of combat experience on terrain like this, though. It's gonna be a major pain. [It probably won't be, honestly, since he's an extremely adaptable sword... but that won't stop him from complaining!]
titled: (c { the longing here for you)

[personal profile] titled 2015-10-03 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Arles makes a noise of understanding and he shifts, checking his own fur. Yes. Feels dry enough. In a moment, without much fanfare, he's sitting in his human form, moving his hands up to sweep his long hair into a ponytail.]

But, it may be beneficial in the long run. We do not know how long we'll be here.
adornmental: (you're definitely a summer)

[personal profile] adornmental 2015-10-03 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
I guess...

[But he says that in a somewhat distracted way... It's because he is distracted. He has the attention span of an actual five year old and ARLES HAS DISTRACTED HIM.]

Hey, one day you should let me do your hair for you! It's super pretty and I bet it'd look great in a braid.

[IS THIS REALLY THE TIME... But look he's got to make up for the fact that he missed his chance to pet the big fluffy wolf.]
titled: (c { that's everything)

[personal profile] titled 2015-10-03 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Big fluffy wolf was like sorta damp still anyway (and probably smelling of wet dog), Kashuu's better off not having gotten in the pettings. This time.]

...Pardon?

[The subject change was 2fast. Arles pauses mid-ponytail tying to look over at him. IT'S NOT SOMETHING HE HEARS A LOT.]
immobileyes: (And what's over here now?)

[personal profile] immobileyes 2015-10-03 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Where... is here? This looks like somewhere I've been dreaming about, but... [ Why? Why had she been dreaming about this jungle so much? ]
immobileyes: (Jeremiah was a bullfrog!)

[personal profile] immobileyes 2015-10-03 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
D-distract it how? Should we throw something at it?!

[ Probably not a wise idea, Mary. ]
immobileyes: (Not equipped to handle life)

[personal profile] immobileyes 2015-10-03 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay!

[ THROUGH TEAR-FILLED EYES, she'll totally keep watch!!

... Which is good, because they'll probably try to sneak up on Oz more than once. ]
adornmental: (well duh)

[personal profile] adornmental 2015-10-03 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Soon. Also welcome to the world of Kashuu, where topics are abandoned at the speed of light.]

I said your hair's super pretty! It's really long and nice so you could braid it and it'd look even better. I'm good with braids, y'know?
immobileyes: (Daily trauma)

[personal profile] immobileyes 2015-10-03 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Mary probably wouldn't actually mind at this point, given how rude the darn things are-- and also how they apparently aren't prone to listening, as he'll manage to get one to release her hair, but then it's trying to wrap around his neck. ]

K-Kevin-san--
senseandcecilbility: (from the sky)

[personal profile] senseandcecilbility 2015-10-03 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Now that he had made certain that young master was relatively safe - and boldly exploring the wilderness like the true genius he was! - Kevin took some time to map his surroundings, and there was no better place than the tree tops to get a better view.

A better view, alas, happened to include fire, smoke, a thorn spider abomination, and two younglings screaming in a not so dignified fashion. He wouldn't mind abandoning the pornographer apostate to his well-deserved fate, but God would probably be mad at him if he neglected the Messiah's safety.

Ah, so divine intervention it is.

And here he is, quiet like a cat and balancing himself on a high tree branch like a bloody elf in a butler outfit.]


Sir? Mister Kazuya? Would you care for some assistance?
overgrowth: (>:V)

[personal profile] overgrowth 2015-10-03 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Then why doesn't he know how to deal with these assholes?

[ kanda glares at the nearest bird and tries once again to smack it, and once again, fails. ]
swordboning: (pic#8713748)

[personal profile] swordboning 2015-10-03 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
I doubt anyone would eat it regularly unless they're used to the flavor and texture. Not that I'm dismissing the validity of the dish but most of the world would find it a bit repulsive.
flaredo: (Kanyeshrug.jpg)

[personal profile] flaredo 2015-10-03 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
... Nope, I figured we could just go for whatever looks most edible?

[ SOLID PLAN. ]
swordboning: (pic#8713743)

[personal profile] swordboning 2015-10-03 02:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yes, good, trekking through the woods now but...]

You've taken to the Captain's seat fairly quickly.
swordboning: (saber pls)

[personal profile] swordboning 2015-10-03 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
The entire situation isn't, to be certain. But your reaction to it is.

[Ducking beneath a vine. Low enough for a rider too.]

I suppose we'll have to find whomever you spend most of your time with so I can drop you off there.
flaredo: (Hakuna Matata)

[personal profile] flaredo 2015-10-03 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't see why they wouldn't... I mean, she's not a native either, and it looks like they hauled a lot of us here. Foooor... some reason.

[ Not that there are any natives in the colony, but still. ]
moribound: (60)

[personal profile] moribound 2015-10-03 02:28 pm (UTC)(link)
I did, but...look. [After that incident with Yona Minato's thought about ways to quickly calm people down and he holds up his Evoker lightly to show that there isn't even a chamber for bullets to begin with.]

This isn't a real gun. It's called an Evoker- I use this to summon my Persona...that's what you saw earlier. [Hey, when all else fails just explain everything in one go!]