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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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[One moment Elza is sleeping away--you know, night shifts and all--and the next he's being awoken by a racket. His first inclination is to roll back over and go straight back to sleep, but then he hears screams and voices and commotion and he heaves himself out of bed, tousled and tired and grabbing his sword in case there's truly alarm.

Any tiredness is blown away when he gets out of his room and he sees Nesso leaving the house, but somehow he's still hearing Nesso's voice and Zara's voice is loud and what in the high hell is going on

Bewildered, he walks out, blinking with round gold eyes. And he spies Mary, and Zara and-- no Nesso?] What... Mary, Zara? [He looks around again. Where's Nesso? He approaches them, lowering to a knee.] What on earth's happened?

[ Mary is in a state of incredible befuddlement right now; she can hear Zara's voice (and it's super loud still), and Nesso's, but she can't see either of them, no matter how much she blinks and dazedly tries to scrub at her eyes. And by the time Elza gets there, she's on the verge of tears and fumbling blindly for Zara's hand as her voice hitches in a panicked sob. ]

I-it's so dark--

Zara! Why are you yelling? What's wrong with Mary? [Something bad is happening he. That's all he can figure out. But that's pretty clear at least. He's nearly forgotten that he just watched himself walk out the door, ready to fall that some residual dream from being suddenly woken.

Until he goes to clap a hand on Zara's shoulder to get his attention and his touch passes straight through. Then he realizes something is definitely wrong. To his credit, he doesn't panic at least.] Elza! Something is happening. I think we may have problems.

[ it's immensely frustrating to be able to tell that people around him are talking, see their mouths moving, and hear absolutely none of it. His ears are swiveling around on his head at a frantic pace, but it doesn't matter how he turns them - he can't hear a sound. What was that thing?

Mary looks like she's about to cry; he takes her hand when he sees her groping around, squeezing it tightly, despite the fact that he's falling apart a bit, himself. First things first: he can't respond to their concerns if they don't know he can't hear them. ]

My hearing is gone!

Gah-- [Elza startles. Why can he hear Nesso?! He just saw him leave! He looks wildly about for a moment, sees nothing, but then that voice keeps talking. Damn it.] Stay right here, all of you. [And at Zara he indicates Mary and a STAY motion.

He stumbles off to his room... and returns. PAPER IN HAND, ELZA'S HERE TO SAVE THE DAY. Quickly, he scribbles out: Nesso's still here somehow, Zara.]

Nesso... You still there? Mary, can you hear him too?

[ There's so much going on that she can't keep track of, but with Zara's hand - at least, she thinks it's Zara's hand if Elza's gone running off again - clutching hers, Mary can squeeze that just as tightly in return and let her focus ease off the throbbing in her forehead (the fate of those who smack into walls).

She's sniffling now, trying to sort the voices in the darkness. Zara, who can't hear. Elza, back now, and Nesso who... is hard to see? ]

I-I can hear all of you. But-- [ it's likely a good thing she can't see how pathetic she looks right now, but hey, she's trying. ] I can't see a-anything...

Of course! I'm here! I...

[Damn it. He's invisible.] I can't seem to touch anything! ...and I may be invisible.

[What the hell is this. Mary can't see. Zara can't hear. He can't... well all he can really do is yell. So there's that. That's a strategy, right? He's going to keep on doing it. He also tries to reach out and reassure Zara, but that isn't working.] It's all right, Mary. Something is going on. Some mischief or another. We'll reason it out.

Elza... are you whole?

[ oh, no, she's really about to cry. Brows knitting together, he gently reaches his other hand forward to pet her head consolingly. Sure, he's in as much confusion as she is (and Elza is, probably), but he's always the level-headed one. If he starts to panic, then the rest of them will really be in trouble - and besides, it goes against his nature to let a little girl stay in tears.

Zara returns a quick nod to Elza as he runs off, understanding the gesture, and seems relieved when he comes back with paper. Good thinking. Once he's read it, though, he only seems more puzzled. ]

Nesso is still here?

[ cue Zara glancing around for him. ]

[He is. But he says that he's invisible and he can't touch anything. Mary can hear him as well, Elza scribbles hastily and flicks to show Zara, exhaling a sigh. He looks over his shoulder as though looking for Nesso, used to doing so.]

There doesn't seem to be anything changed with me, captain. Not that I've noticed. But... this has to be something else that this place has done, doesn't it? [He shifts, reaching out toward Mary now (since no how upset she is makes his heart hurt), moving to take one of her hands and squeezing gently.]

We'll figure out what's happened.

[And he quickly writes down these words for Zara's benefit, as well. As much as he'd like to rely on lip reading that's not quite a thing, is it.]

[ It's still more than a little strange to be feeling comforting gestures, rather than seeing their faces, but Mary will draw what reassurance from it that she can, breathing out shakily (and flinching a bit in surprise when Elza grasps her other hand). ]

... C-can someone ask Zara what happened in the bathroom? I thought I saw something right before...

[ Look, she's trying to get with the program! Even if she's still squeezing both hands like lifelines. ]

[Invisible and intangible. It's a great day to be Nesso Galland. And his best bunny friend and butler is deaf, so they're existing on two completely different planes of existence for all intents and purposes, if it weren't for Elza's translating.]

Mary's got a point. If she saw something, perhaps Zara did too. ...I just saw myself leaving the apartment.

[Something took his body guys. He is pretty not okay with that at all, now that he thinks about it.]

Nesso... [ if it makes Nesso feel better, Zara's feelings are about the same. Mary is a little girl, and he still doesn't know Elza that will - Nesso is pretty much his lifeline here in Cerealia. On top of the whole being deaf thing... He wilts visibly at Elza's response, but only for a moment or two. Stay calm. Stay cool.

As for what happened - Zara can venture a guess. He ends up talking over Nesso slightly, since he can't hear him or see his mouth moving. ]

There was a figure in the bathroom mirror. I don't know what it was, but I think it hurt my ears.

...That makes me the only one who didn't see something?

[Somehow, that feels quite heavy. He looks around at-- well, Zara and Mary, and into empty air where he thinks he can hear Nesso speaking from. He scribbles down as he writes.]

For now, let's just move and sit down somewhere else. [He gestures toward the living room.] If we're going to talk, not much point in doing it here on the floor. Are any of you hurt anywhere else?

[ Excuse you, Zara, Mary is fourteen, and that is Very Mature. She'd be ancient for a Pokemon trainer!!

But she slowly shakes her head (the reddening areas on her forehead and nose should be answer enough as to what does hurt). But she might wait to get properly onto her feet until she knows she won't just smack into something else. ]

[How strange being entirely cut off from communicating with Zara without help. But in what has become a familiar refrain over the years they've worked together, thank goodness for Elza.]

I can't feel much of anything. But I'm fine. [Though...] I may have to track down my body though.

[Seriously. He thinks whatever left him invisible and intangible TOOK IT FOR A JOYRIDE.] I'll be no help though. I can't manage to touch anything.

[ Zara shakes his head - he's not injured, either. Talking and not being able to hear himself is much more disorienting than he'd realized, so he keeps his mouth shut for now. They could all figure out a way to deal with this - all of this - once they sat down and really talked about it. For a given value of 'talked.'

Gently, he begins getting to his feet, tugging lightly at Mary's hand to encourage her to stand with him. If he has to, he doesn't mind carrying her, but it would be best if she learned how to cope with her new condition as soon as she could. ]

All right. This way, you two.

--you may want to leave off looking for your body until a little later, captain. You might not be able to touch anything, and you might be invisible, but that you're still here is reassuring. [Elza sighs as he stands out of the way of Zara and Mary, so that they can walk ahead of him.]

[ Mary nods, unsteadily-- but with Zara's aid, she rises to her feet, inching uncertainly forward once she's upright. Just keep her away from the walls, okay? ]

Then I'll stay. Of course I will.

[But he feels bad he can't do much of anything but watch and keep up a running commentary -- and the latter is lost entirely on Zara.]

So we've all been affected but Elza. How do we reverse whatever trickery this is?

[ he carefully guides Mary down the hall, making sure to encourage her to stay close to him; he sets his other hand down on her back to try to give her some additional security. Once they're near enough, he guides her hand to the chair so that she can feel where it is... but he soon feels that might not be enough. ]

Would you like to - to seat you, Mary? [ trying to talk without knowing what he sounds like is far harder than he anticipated - as before, he sounds just a little too loud, and he finds himself stammering accidentally. Zara winces at himself. ]

[Elza hovers nearby to Zara and Mary, watching and waiting to see if either of them need any additional help. His tail is twitching restlessly, glancing to Nesso with a grimace.]

I'm not certain. Strange things have happened here before, but this...? Maybe it's something that'll wear off?

[As soon as Zara is less occupied, he'll scribble down his and Nesso's conversation for his benefit.] Though, saying so, I don't feel right waiting.

[ She'll manage with Zara's help, offering him a tiny smile as she slowly fumbles and sinks down into the chair. Hopefully he won't be going too terribly far, since she is going to remain latched onto one of his hands. ]

... But what can we do?

We may not be the only ones affected.

[Nesso frowns, not that anyone can see it. But he's totally frowning right now guys. His voice shows it anyway.]

Perhaps the CereVice? See if anyone has the same trouble? Or knows how to put things right?]

[ he doesn't go far; in fact, he doesn't even sit down, too anxious and distracted. Instead, he hovers nearby, keeping one hand on Mary's when she doesn't let go, and looks to Elza - there's no one else he can really communicate with. ]

We have to investigate, at least.

[Elza looks back at Zara, meeting his eyes, his mouth twisting in a halfway-apologetic expression. As though to say sorry that it's me you can only talk to. But he scribbles out what the others say as they say it.

He can do that much.]

Then, asking others sounds like a place to start. Some have been here longer than us. Should I go out later, see if there's anything I can find out in the city...? It might be safest for me.

...Or Nesso. [Given he's invisible and intangible...]

Edited 2015-01-12 17:47 (UTC)

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