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Who: CERES & you
When: OOC: 12/20-12/31; IC: 10/21-10/27
Where: Cerealia & Vidia's Secret
What: Event log
Rating/Warning: PG-13 | Horror Ahoy!

//event008.EXE

You Don't Stand a Ghost of a Chance

You were always warned about the little things that go bump in the night, but you didn't believe them, did you? After all, ghosts don't exist, and things aren't really out to get you in the dark. As the month draws nearer to its final days, however, you're going to want to double check that belief of yours.

On the eve of the 20th, continuing on, you'll feel the signs. It'll begin with a flicker, something barely noticeable. Conveniently, that day, the cinemas will start showing some creepy movies (maybe you'll have seen similar ones back home, or have you?) and you can access Ceres' TV stations- amazing show and movie line-up on their devices or TV screen. All seems to be normal, really... except for the weather that seems somewhat chilly and dismal throughout, with chances of storms every now and then. 'tis the season to be spooky, after all. It's just the weather being weird...

Until you get the feeling that something is in your house... and you sure as heck didn't invite it in.

How will you know? Well, you might hear it, whispering in your ear, or maybe see it as just appearing as part of that movie, or on a Holo-screen you're walking by, and disappearing as quickly as you hear or see it...

"You'd better not shout, you'd better not cry, you'd better not pout NoT TeLliNg YoU whY Gonna taste you, spit you out, smell you soon YoU STINKy LOuT. Hope you like the company. We've been dying to meet you."

//SCENARIOS.EXE

PHASE I

[ xxxx ] Your first day will go normally enough, even if some things at work or school will behave a little oddly. Nothing too major, but enough to give you a sense of unease through the day.

The real fun begins when the evening is in full swing, because things will feel even worse than before. Objects will disappear and reappear in the wrong places, your HoloGM at home or the workplace will decide to suddenly flicker into strange shapes and frightening objects before turning to normal, and who threw that lamp??

If you were planning on spending an evening of peace, well. We hate to be the bearer of bad news, but... on the positive side, there's a fun stream of spooky shows to watch?! Just ignore the possibility of someone joining you... or not. Ignoring a guest isn't nice, you know. Will you run into the arms of a lover or friend, or run and hide? The choice is yours.

PHASE II

[ xxxx ] You're going to really not like what comes next, deep into the hours past 3 a.m. Hope you're not a cranky sleeper, because you may want to be up for this. Your Cerevice will blink a strange message that will merely read "W A R N I N G" and flicker to normal before you feel that your privacy has been completely compromised.

Or at least haunted.

Because the next thing you know? Ghosts. Lots of them. And they're not going to wait before giving you chase and letting your senses take the hit. Of course, you might just get lucky and not be visited by any of the ghosts at all- but then again, things will just continue to make you jumpy and spook you out throughout the time the others suffer. Hope you weren't counting on a lot of sleep. And as for those of you who will eventually become victims of your unfriendly visitors, well... hope your friends are around to help. Your CereVice certainly will.

PHASE III

[ xxxx ] What a rotten week. If you haven't been visited by your ghosts of eternal damage, you're going to have a nasty week at work with things going wrong and everything just points at you. If you have been hit by a ghost, you're going to be suffering the after-effects throughout. The good news is, your CereVices will do their best to compensate for what you did lose. You can voice activate them or touch activate them, or have them give you textual directions. Your healer friends however, can come in very handy and attempt to fix you up- and may even succeed! Though some effects may be stronger than the rest. Even ViViD will have some intriguing new stages that may put your recent condition into focus and have you work through them to gain a better boost.

Just don't be surprised if it isn't entirely effective, but hey, remember when we said having friends is a good thing? Hope you've been making some, because they might just be the only chance you have against suffering this alone.

PHASE IV

[ xxxx ] As the week draws to a close, the effects of the hauntings will start to wear off, and surprise and joy, things will seem normal again. People won't be experiencing any irritations and jumpy situations at home anymore, and all will be well.

Then night will fall and they'll come again.

For those of you who were lucky enough to escape, the only trouble you'll have is the screams of horror and the frightening situations your friends are in (did we mention you had to make friends?)- you may have to get out of bed to help, hunt around- and probably put your life on the line.

Because those that did get affected, will be dragged into a place of horror and fright, of shivers and quivers- Vidia's Secret: Premium Lingerie to suit all tastes. A beast of horrifying proportions awaits there, ready to tear your friends from limb to limb, so we do hope the captives are prepared to fight, or die trying.

PURGATORY

[ whyo'clock ] You died while fighting against the final boss. Sucks, but it happens. That's why you're here, after all. There isn't much, but make yourselves at home. The surroundings will look pleasant enough, little recovery huts with some cute digital medics of all types waiting in there to help you out. After about 12 hours in Ceres time, the characters will step out of ViViD and be given gift bags with "You Tried" stars on them, each containing a sexy set of lingerie (and animal onesies for anyone below 16) and pampering materials like bath bombs, chocolates, candles and shampoos to take the trauma off the last few days. For those that survived, they'll be getting the same, as well as "Well Done!" stars on their bags (and an extra massage coupon)- and all parties will recieve a little note contained within reading: "We're sorry, have some gifts. You can blame one of your own for being too curious, though. Remember to read the instructions next time, and don't go on witch hunts!"

For those exploring Purgatory, just relax and enjoy the view. Also, your characters might have woken up wearing the lingerie or onesies during their "recovery treatment"... we're sorry they're the only clothes they'll get until they leave. :(

[ 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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[Despite being blind, Edgeworth has managed to find his way to the gym. While Sousei may not be able to hear the prosecutor's slow, heavy steps as the latter tries not to bump into or trip over anything, it's not easy to miss a man clad in a white long-sleeved shirt, a black vest, and burgundy trousers. His sleeves are rolled up and his saber is strapped to his waist.

It's also clear that he is blind, because apart from holding a walking stick and extending it across the space in front of him, he has his free arm extended as he walks along the wall.

This stinks.]

[He certainly can't hear him, but he does seem him. Sousei has taken refuge in the gym, when he finished stalking ghosts--it's calming to at least be surrounded by the familiar setting of kendo equipment, even if he can no longer hear anything.

It may well be permanent.

But he cannot panic. So for now, he is kneeling calmly in place, and he watches Edgeworth stumble around before finally speaking--]

Miles Edgeworth. Do you need something? [It's said as carefully as possible, honestly, but he still wonders at points if he says it all properly--especially foreign names, that are hard enough without being unable to hear his own pronunciation.]

[Edgeworth stops at the sound of a voice - it's frustrating to hear familiar tones but to be unable to fit them to corresponding faces. At least the speaker got his name right.

His free hand grips the hilt of his saber this time instead of the wall.]

Yes...I wish to learn how to fight while I'm blind.

[Aha...so he is blind. Not that it was anything but obvious, but he is always happy to have it confirmed, even if it really sucks for Edgeworth.

... ... ... Also he responded, but there's no way Sousei is going to be able to figure out what he said.

Except that he's holding onto his sword, and he's in a dojo. Connecting the pieces...]

I am Abe no Sousei. [jsyk.] I cannot hear you or what you are saying. [The deaf leading the blind...]

If you are here to practice, I am willing to assist.

[Edgeworth nods. Okay, Sousei was deaf - right, the swordsman he met during the Night of the Killer Clowns. Now he knows who's here.

Letting his walking stick lean against the wall and letting go of his saber hilt - since it was still in its scabbard anyway - he takes his CereVice out, recites his message, and allows it to be translated into text on his device.]

That would be appreciated.

[...That's handy. Sousei stands easily enough, inspecting that message, before considering the situation. It's not ideal, admittedly. If he needs them to stop, it's easy for Sousei to just say "stop", but for Edgeworth...

Sousei's voice goes a little fainter as he crosses to room to pick up two practice swords.]

We will need a signal, if you should need to stop for any reason. We will also be using practice swords, so set aside your blade.

[Edgeworth removes his scabbard and sword from his belt obediently, placing it against the wall gingerly next to the walking stick. He raises his hand up in a typical "stop" gesture, as if asking whether that would suffice or not.]

Yes, that is acceptable.

[So long as Edgeworth knows to use it and thinks to use it, they're fine. With that established, he walks closer again, taking care to make audible footsteps.]

Here. [Just going to...hold that bokuto out to Edgeworth and wait for him to grab it/find it to grab it. For better or for worse, you picked a teacher who won't go easy.]

[Following the sound of Sousei's voice, he reaches out, tentatively extending his hand until he touches the bokuto, and takes it.

Edgeworth doesn't need a teacher who'll go easy on him. His previous teachers never did. At this point, he tries to tune out all other background noise, preparing himself to hear Sousei's footsteps, or the whistle of something swinging to hit him.]

[while he doesn't intend to go easy, he's also not going to go as hard as can be either. That would just be a pitiful display. The weapon is different from what Edgeworth is used to, Sousei can tell that from a glance at it, and he's blind on top of that.

While Sousei is sorely missing his hearing, he can compensate in a battle like this with his eyes, if he's careful.

He pauses for a moment, waiting for Edgeworth to be properly ready, and then he does make the first move, stepping forward and swinging his practice sword in a neat, precise overhand blow.]

[Actually, what Sousei doesn't yet know is that Edgeworth has trained with a wooden practice sword before. It's just that he hasn't done it recently, so he has to adjust for the different weight of the weapon currently in his hands.

Plus, it's not exactly identical to the one he used to hold.

Once Edgeworth is in a guard position, he hears Sousei step forward, but he reacts too late. He tries to move to the side to avoid the blow, but is struck along the way on his arm. It stings, but he bites back a yelp and swings his own sword toward the direction of the strike.]

[Honestly, that's for the better--Edgeworth is going to need every advantage he can get.

It's strange, to fight without sound; he wasn't quite aware of how much he depended on hearing the steps of his opponent, the shifts in clothing and the sound of the sword cutting through the air--

But he still has his sight, and he's still able to avoid that sword, swaying to one side. He's...at least got the presence of mind to step to one side instead of just shifting out of the way, allowing Edgeworth the sound so he can know which direction Sousei moved.

No need to be particularly cruel with this training ~~yet~~.

And he waits a brief moment before swinging his sword again, a sideways cut at the level of Edgeworth's ribs.]

[If you asked Edgeworth, it was stranger to fight without sight, without seeing your enemy and the cues that would clue him in to their next move. He feels so vulnerable - and it shows in how painful that first strike was. If Sousei had been holding a real blade, he would have drawn blood so early in this battle.

His sword slicing through air and the sound of Sousei evading his attack register in his mind as he tries to form a picture in his head of their positions.

The swish of the sword...was that it? Edgeworth twists and brings his own sword down to block Sousei's strike.]

[You'll hear no arguments over here...seeing this, Sousei's grateful his sight was at least left to him...

It's a good block, though. It'd be easy for Sousei to disengage and shift to strike around that sword, but that's not the point of this exercise. Edgeworth is adapting quickly, and that is what truly matters.

Instead, Sousei lingers there for a brief moment, before pulling back and taking a few steps back. It won't be a fight if Edgeworth can't engage as well, and while he's learning, Sousei'll give him the opportunity to try.]

[Edgeworth feels Sousei disengage; the weight he feels against his blade lifts, and once again he's alert for any changes. Yet again he is thankful for the training he went through in Death City; maybe he wasn't trained to fight blindly, but his instincts had been tried and tested, and to some degree, his sense of hearing for those enemies that liked to come from behind.

Nothing. As Sousei lingers, Edgeworth registers nothing. He doesn't hear anything, and he grits his teeth as he strains to concentrate. Instantly he is rewarded by the sound of Sousei's steps...judging from how they sound, he is walking...backward?

Nothing else? For a moment Edgeworth just stands there, sword in hand. The picture in his mind has changed but he's not sure how. So he raises his sword and follows the sound he had heard before...unfortunately, his direction is off by a few. Instead of charging toward Sousei directly, Edgeworth is veering off to the left, having misjudged the sound of the footsteps.]

[He is off--and Sousei's sole kindness was in giving Edgeworth that chance to try. He's certainly not going to be that kind again.

So Sousei watches Edgeworth swing to the left, and then he abruptly steps forward. There's hardly a moment between his step and his swing--aimed straight for Edgeworth's arm again.

He may as well keep on using the same strike, at least until Edgeworth learns to defend against that sort of thing blind.]

[There's a step - oh no! That's when he realizes he's far off. Edgeworth reacts accordingly and quickly turns back to the right to compensate, stopping Sousei's strike at the hilt. The effort and how narrow that block was makes him grit his teeth.]

[That was pretty good, all things considered. Sousei hasn't fought many blind opponents, admittedly, but still--Edgeworth is attempting to fight while with an unfamiliar situation, and that's not bad.

Not that Sousei's going to allow him to recover, either, not without some extraordinary effort.

He presses his advantage, pushing with all of his strength against that awkward block.]

[He grunts as his knees begin to buckle. At this awkward position, he can't do much.

Finally, when he can't take it anymore, Edgeworth quickly attempts to break away and move backward, but he is a little unsteady on his feet.]

[And Sousei disengages as well when Edgeworth stumbles backwards--and proceeds to press his advantage, taking a few steps forward (certain their audible, but uncertain that Edgeworth will truly have the chance to react in time nonetheless) and swings his wooden sword once more, snapping it out quickly, this time to Edgeworth's other side.

Sorry, Edgeworth.... this is the teacher you chose...]

[He knows what he got himself into. He had seen - well, before he lost the ability to see - Sousei's ability in action.

Hearing the steps, Edgeworth has a moment in which he nearly panics, avoiding the source of the steps by backing away. Unfortunately, he miscalculates his evasion of the strike, and it grazes his side. He grits his teeth more out of frustration than in pain. Ugh...he thought he was doing well.]

[He was doing well--and honestly, Sousei thinks that overall, he still is. He needs more practice, without a doubt, but it's not easy to take on a problem like suddenly losing your sight and deciding to use that scenario to better yourself.

He finds it admirable, honestly.

Not that he's going to let up. Just know that he respects you, Edgeworth......even as he leaves the bruises.

Because then it's easy for him to take a quick step to one side, swinging his sword around as well, bringing it neatly to swing at the other side--the direction Edgeworth is retreating in. Heads up...]

[While it sort of feels like he slid back to being a beginner, at the same time he tells himself that at least he won't act so rashly and suddenly run into this situation, swinging his sword every which where.

Still, this was a challenge, a challenge he was determined to conquer. If he could endure the training that got him to where he was now...then...

Ignoring the possible bruises that he would have the following day, he hears the step - and the telltale swish of Sousei's sword. With a gasp of surprise, he quickly changes direction, and raises his own sword to hopefully block the other's weapon.]

[And block it he does. Sousei is not trying to perform an tricky maneuvers or sneak any blows in. His sword strikes are exactly where Edgeworth is predicting they will be, and Edgeworth's blocks are solid.

To himself, Sousei nods approvingly. He doesn't like to waste his time with students who show no promise--but between his determination and actual skill, Edgeworth does not seem to be one of those students.

So for now, he locks swords with him. What now, Edgeworth--you did block it, after all.]

[Edgeworth lets out a sigh of relief when he hears and feels his sword connect.

This time, instead of disengaging, he is the one pushing, to get Sousei to let go or move away. But actually, he is also doing this to gauge how Sousei would react, now that the tables have been turned. This would be a good time to say something - not a taunt, but perhaps some show of wit - but Edgeworth remembers that Sousei is deaf. Plus, he'd be wasting breath best spent on exerting his energy throughout the sparring session.]

Edited 2015-01-02 12:54 (UTC)

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