//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I [ xx xx ]
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. :(
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Really
Yang could not be any less impressed or amused, and at first, she thinks that they're splitting up to grant them more of a chance with confusing the ghost and getting away. But when she realizes he's headed for the source of the chainsaw, she's less than pleased. And already trying to stumble after him. ]
Hey!!
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In his defence, though, it's not like he's running right at the thing (he's not quite that dumb). Either way, Seren can't interrupt his chanting to say anything to her, instead focusing on his spell. Once it's complete, he fires it at the ghost—to no effect, he realizes. And meanwhile, it's gotten closer, and in this area, Seren doesn't have much room to move.
He glances at Yang, a look of panic on his face for both her sake and his, as he does his best to avoid the beast.]
Stay ba—!
[He doesn't have time to finish that sentence, though, as the ghost strikes. And Seren, master of the Amaranthine or not, is only human and an otherwise ordinary one at that—and so while he does his best to dodge, the attack still cuts through his side, as he lets out a cry of pain.
Still, he hopes that Yang will take this chance to run, even if he gets the feeling that she won't.]
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One shot from her gauntlet provides enough ricochet to send them flying back, to grant them some more distance until Yang can run. ]
Hang on!
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It does seem like he's become a burden, having to be carried away by her like this.]
S-Sorry...
[He's doing his best to 'hang on', though, even as he feels his strength ebbing away.
Is he dying? Only an Amaranthine can do undo what an Amaranthine has done—but CERES is capable of things that Seren doesn't understand. Maybe even they can undo the powers of 'god'. If so, then... ah, he's mortal again, isn't he?
He's an ordinary human again.
He's afraid, and he's guilty, but amidst those emotions, there's a sense of relief. He doesn't want to die (I still need to grant that girl her wish), but the thought that he can once more, if it's true, is a miracle.]
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I'm not accepting an apology here. Just-- breathe, you'll be okay.
[ She has to believe that much. ]
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But even so...]
Yeah... everything will be okay...
[Maybe not for him. For Yang, though, he believes that.
(If my wish can be granted right now, without any special powers—)
With what little energy he can muster, he presses his hand to his wound, before holding up and weakly staring at the blood that now stains his fingers. It... really is a lot of blood, he thinks—it's a little scary to consider, honestly.
He drops his hand when he longer has the strength to keep it up, as his eyelids flutter. He doesn't even feel the pain all that much anymore, as it's getting harder to stay awake.]
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She's lost someone before. More than one person, before she'd ever realized it, but this is different. This is someone injured and possibly dying in front of her eyes, and she has no idea whether she can drag him to safety in time.
Not bothering to take her gauntlet off, she presses her hand against his wound, firmly, as she catches his other hand in her free one and squeezes, encouraging. ]
We'll get out of here. C'mon, this is hardly the place to give up!
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Even smiling almost takes more effort than he can give, but still, he does it.]
... Okay.
[Right—keep believing until the end. That said, a little voice in the back of his head is telling him that the end isn't too far off.]
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Where do you live? I can carry you.
[ please keep breathing long enough. ]
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Um... that's...
[He promises that he's not usually this scatter-brained, but thinking (and breathing) is becoming increasingly difficult, which makes for a rather poor recall especially when he's only been living there for a few days.
His expression's a mixture of vague guiltiness for not being able to answer her immediately and pensiveness, as he does his best to remember. What was the address, again...?]
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[ this sure isn't promising, but she's shoving down all doubts right now and managing to keep her expression under control. ]
More importantly, we should find you a hospital first... can you sit up?
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... Heish—
[He tries to sit up, and manages to get his back a few (un)impressive inches off of the ground, before the motion causes him to briefly black out and move to collapse again.]
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Okay... just got to stay quiet. [ Please don't make agonized cries, Seren. ]
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He nods again. By this point, everything really does feel numb—even if he had the effort to bite down to prevent any sounds from coming out, he doesn't know if it'd even be necessary. In the cloud over his head, he's starting to forget what pain even felt like—what it was like to feel anything but this eerie coldness.
... A part of him wishes he could tell her to just leave him, but if she was willing to do that, she'd have done it by now, and so he saves his (fading) breath.]
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And the revving of a chainsaw not too far off. ]
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Still, he puts his scarce energy into a weak smile, because if he really is dying, then he at least wants to be smiling to the end.
It'll be okay, is what he's trying to say and would, if he weren't supposed to be quiet. Again, probably not for him—not by this point—but for Yang.]
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Close...
They have to be close enough to the exit. ]
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He doesn't know to whom there is to pray, when the 'God' of his world turned out to be a lie. Perhaps to the gods of this world, if they exist, or to CERES, or to the world beyond where the flowers lie.
But Seren is a simple person, and so he doesn't think about the specifics. Instead, he merely prays—to anything and everything—as his life ebbs away. If asked later, he wouldn't remember what he said, but in this moment, he prays for Yang's safety, for the well-being of everyone else he's met in this place, and for his home.
(May he see it again one day—)
Sooner or later, though, his words fade. And with them, slowly but surely, the strength to keep smiling, and then, at last, the remainder of his life.]