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.
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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.
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Is it any different from fighting with other humans?
[ they all die, same end result... right? ]
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Well, the theory is the same, yes. We must take it down. [And kill it, as he is thinking.]
The size of the creature though... [Even if they found a docile one, with how big it is, it could still possibly be hard to take down. Then again, doesn't Tsurumaru always have his sword on him. Her eyes wander down to the blade he holds by his side.]
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unsheathing it reveals a standard tachi blade — a bit on the thinner side, but well taken care of. he'll turn it over and back a few times, thinking about the large size of the monsters that he's seen, before turning back towards her. ]
Do you think it'll do?
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I think as long as we get it directly, it should do. [Since this is their dinner, she at least wants to make sure that the poor creature has a swift death.]
Although, that is only if you wish to! You probably need your sword as well kept as possible in this kind of weather. [It is really humid.]
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Well, we need to eat, don't we? [ true, he doesn't really need to, but he figures that it'll be... fun, and that while he's here, he should make the best of it. ] If something happens to my blade, Haru can just repair it! He has lots of kits back home.
[ he'll take a few steps forward now, into the undergrowth, listening for any loud footsteps. although, he'll ask her first: ]
Say, are you any good at scouting?
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We do, it is best to keep up one's energy in this kind of weather and environment. [It's hot, muggy and draining. They'll end up exhausting their energy fast, or at least those who do.] I will try to keep it safe either way! While we can't find Haru... [Because Haru might not have all his kits with him, and they don't know how long they will be out here.
But first...] I can keep a careful look out, as much as possible. Is that what you mean?
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You should keep up your energy, too. If you're feeling tired, then let me know, okay? [ and while his breathing's just fine, thanks to the Mighty Air God, there's no denying that it's more than just a little humid, and he's not going to have someone who's out here with him passing out on him, no way!!
although, she's as human as he is (which is not much at all), and his concern is a little misplaced, but he doesn't know this... not yet. ]
Well, there's that too, but I also meant something else — as a tachi, my scouting isn't exactly the greatest. So, if you hear something moving, and it isn't one of us, and it isn't one of the others, then... we've found dinner.
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Thank you for your concern. I am feeling quite well now, thankfully. [He's definitely in better shape than her, for some reason. But she'll be fine, at least the weather itself isn't too much of a bother.
She's moved by his thoughts, though! Tsurumaru is A+ super responsible (someone tell her the truth.)]
Ah, I see. Then yes, I am able to help. [Not phenomenal like a tantou, but she has no idea about how each sword has a different level of power. One day! She's just good at it from training.] So far, it is just us and one other creature.
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either way, he'll trust her on that, since she seems to be keeping up just fine. one day she'll find out about his irresponsibility, but for now, there's no way that this sword could possibly be the world's oldest child...
he lift his head, scanning around — although, he doesn't see anything, not at first. but instead of continuing to look around aimlessly, he'll ask, his grip on the handle of his blade tightening. ] Oh? And where would that be?
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