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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And he does remember using the Demon Fusion App to fuse two demons together and create an angel. To Hiro, angels and demons were more or less the same. But that was another bag of worms to stay shut for now. With a yell, Hiro feels himself falling down from Kevin's arms, through the air and right into the pond. That actually wasn't a bad drop!]
... You're dating him, aren't you? [He's wet and staring pointly at Kaz as he cuts right to the chase.]
I dunno what heart-throbbing dick riding adventures you've been on... But I think you're the kind of guy who pretends to be nice to someone when you're getting something outta it.
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Ah-!
[He was shocked out of his drowsy thoughts when suddenly water. He inhaled some of it, he admitted it, and returned to the surface coughing lightly, blinking rapidly as he clumsily tread water. Oh. Oh, okay, yes - some lucidity had been restored! Okay, so his head still felt like it was stuffed full of cotton wool, and he had a migraine the size of the tree he got beaten up by, but he felt like he could focus!
Unfortunately, that focus came just when Hiro opened his mouth]
...are you high? [Kazuya had burned a lot of plants back in the clearing... he wouldn't be surprise if he burnt some alien jungle version of weed and Hiro was the only one human enough to reap the effects of it] Angels are too pure to do heart-throbbing dick riding adventures.
[Yeah, that's the bit he got stuck on. Sorry, Kevin]
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...
[Oh, dear. Hiro does seem to enjoy living dangerously.]
...Are you so eager to meet an early demise, Mister Hiro?
[He says, and a very pointy white feather soars like a dart a few millimeters past Hiro's ear. It's hard to figure out when Kevin threw it.
He turns his attention to the other brat:]
Thank you, Mister Kazuya. [He says with a small suffering sigh as he alights on the lake's margin.] That is quite correct. However, you should watch your language. It is unsurprising that the Apostate has terrible manners and makes assumptions that inexorably imply sodomy, but you, sir, should know better! Please, try not to be so influenced by your bad company.
[Anxious about the state of Kazuya's soul, he moves his wing in a long, sweeping motion, creating a little tsunami.]
Now wash your hair, gentlemen. And do not forget to scrub behind your ears!
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He was about to throw another sassy comment in Kevin's way (Something along the lines of "You're not the first person who's tried to kill me before..."), but his one liner is suddenly cut off whenever he sees the tsunami coming his way! Hiro couldn't help and let out a yelp whenever the water hits him and he feels himself getting pushes back!]
WAAAAAAH! IS THIS A BATH OR A WATER PARK ATTRACTION!!?
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Yet Kazuya wasn't allowed to dwell on this bit of tyranny for long, since Kevin decided to become a living wave machine, splashing them over the head with a sweep of his wing. Hiro was swept away (good riddance), but Kazuya just rolled with it, briefly submerging before resurfacing again, looking weary, yet doing as he was ordered. What a surprisingly obedient Messiah he was]
Ugh, this is like bathtime with "Naoya-nii"...
[Something that hasn't happened since he was like, ten, but he remembered those days still. He never left that bath until every inch of him was scrubbed clean... there was another tyrant, in more ways than one!]
Hey, Kevvy... do you do this with your "young master" too? Y'know... bathtimes?
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Oh well...Master William has grown slightly more self-conscious lately. [Like, in the last five years, and really, he has always been tsun in the first place.] Perhaps he is a little concerned about revealing his adorable skinny ar--- Oh! Incidentally, this rather queer fireman I am acquainted with had the strangest reaction when I mentioned young master's arms. Do you young gentlemen happen to know what sort of disease shotacon is?
[He stares from Kaz to Hiro and then back to Kaz. Nothing but eager innocence on his face. If Cerealia has any strange diseases, he should become more informed and make sure Master William doesn’t catch it...]
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> Let Kazuya explain (with his 101 mental deficiencies) and watch that crash and burn.
> Explain it himself.
> Try to avert the topic all the together.
Option 1 could've been funny since Kazuya was a walking train wreck, anyway. Option 3 might have been difficult in this situation... Well, Hiro figured that it was time to take matters in his own hands. And once, he wouldn't do it since it amused him.]
Um, okay... Listen, Kevvy. A shotacon is a specific taste for someone who has an interest in youthful little things. Not anyone has this kind of taste, so that makes you a special snowflake. I'm not saying that it's bad thing... But, y'know, some people just can't appreciate certain tastes that other people have.
[He was doing his best to be obtuse and direct about it at the same time. And trying to pepper it in a way to not make it sound harmful and not to make Kevin feel bad.]
But don't worry! Your life definitely isn't in danger! Far from it, actually!
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Nope. He wasn't going to touch this with a ten foot pole. Kazuya attempted to look intensely focused in his task of cleaning his hair, staring at the rippling pond water like it held all the answers to the universe, as Hiro babbled on about...]
...
[He got what Hiro was trying to do but - wasn't he being a little misleading here? He was fairly certain that an angel of Kevin's purity would find that very bad indeed! And if he ever found out the truth...]
Ah, I don't think... you're explaining it right, Hiro...
[But on the other hand, Kazuya really didn't want to get involved in this. Ergh, what to do, what to do]
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[What a relief! Mister Hyoubu was not trying to nettle him, after all. Why, it is only natural to be a shotacon when one is over six billion years old, isn't it? And Mister Hiro is being helpful too, who would guess!]
...Though why Mister Hyoubu would call it a germ?
[Indeed, Mister Kazuya is right. There must be something missing in Mister Hitor's explanation.]
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Maaaaaaybe he's probably jealous of you? Hyou-Kyou's like a little kid who gets super envious of cool things that other people have and he doesn't.
Anywaaaay... [So in turn, he'll be splashing some water in Kazuya's direction as he knew that he was trying to avoid the topic out right.] Kazuyan's known him longer than me! What do you think of all of this, dude?
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[Kazuya squeaked at the water splashing, having been far too mortified to see it coming when hearing the words "I am a veritable shotacon" coming out of Kevin's pure mouth. Kaz was no prude, but there was just something deeply wrong about it. Kevin was a pure angel who could be extremely scary - he shouldn't be questioning about these filthy subjects!]
Don't splash me, jerk! [Kazuya smacked the pond's surface, delivering a modest splash in Hiro's direction. He was far to preoccupied to properly douse the bastard. He'll get him back later, anyway... preferably when he was asleep] And dragging me into... this...
[...sigh]
Ugh, but I guess... what I think is...
[Kazuya peeked up at Kevin's innocent looking face, and promptly choked on the lie he had prepared to say ("I think everything Hiro said is true and that this conversation is now officially over okay bye" followed by a swift attempt of drowning himself). He couldn't do it. He was a weak, weak man - but there was no way he was telling Kevin about shotacon. Not even Naoya could sweettalk him into it!]
I... I, um... oh! Oh! Um, I just remembered! I need to- to go to the toilet! I should, go over here, to, uh, pee! And not be a part of this conversation anymore! I'll- I'll be back in a minute!
[Insert rapid retreat via frantic wading here. He's out, losers]
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[You little ones are acting so suspicious. Kevin cannot decide if they are just wary about speaking of Mister Hyoubu behind his back or something else. Hyou-Kyou - he likes the nickname - does seem the childish type, doesn't he? Oh well, at least he is not contaminating young master with any germs or anything, and that is everything he needs to know.
One day, perhaps, he will think of researching the word "shotacon" on his cerevice, and then everyone involved will hear him explode in a supernova of feathers. Fortunately, Kaz has succeeded in distracting him again.]
Oh dear! Be careful about that, sir. Predators tend to take advantage when you are most vulnerable. Would you like me to accompany you?
[Well, maybe not so fortunately.]
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