You've seen the flyer. Or maybe you haven't. Whatever your reasons may be, you've decided to log onto ViViD today at around 6 PM. At first, all seems normal as the game loads, and you prepare to start on what should be an average adventure. Maybe you'll do a little fighting, or some exploring, or even a little platforming. Either way, there shouldn't be anything unusual about this.
Right?
You couldn't have been more wrong. The moment you log in, something goes strange. The game glitches around you, whatever world that started to load seizing up and freezing with static, warping with strange colors. And then a different setting loads smoothly like nothing ever happened. The first thing you notice is that it's sprawling and beautiful, if not a little ostentatious. Should your curiosity draw you from the courtyard you've arrived in through the great double doors, you'll arrive in...
... a ballroom. Welcome to prom. |
PHASE I [ 6 00 ] There are tables scattered around the periphery of the room, and a DJ, somewhat out of place in this beautiful setting, is stationed at the back, spinning out tunes to help you get settled into the start of the night. On the scattered tables are... punch bowls? They look tantalizing, and they come in quite a rainbow of colors. Should you be brave enough to take a sip, you'll find interesting things will happen. Drink the red punch, and you'll end up in rococo fashion. Drink the pale champagne-colored punch, and you'll find yourself sporting elegant regency attire. How about that cool blue punch? You'll step right into the roaring 20's. What about that dayglo orange punch over there? How about some far out 80's, man? That futuristic purple punch will suit you up in Tron style. And then there's one last punch bowl on a lonely table in the corner. No one can quite identify that color. Is that ... brown? Brave this punch bowl and you'll be, uh ... richly rewarded with modern-day fashions. Will you step up and test these refreshments, for science? Or will you be the first onto the dance floor, or to make an insane request of the DJ?
Last but not least, certain Cerealians who glitch into the level may find they have a specific corsage attached that they cannot remove! If they stick around long enough, they'll find one other lucky soul with a matching corsage. This is your ViViD assigned date! No one is going to force you two to dance... but you might find that the longer you put off dancing, the tighter that corsage gets around your wrist, or the more it begins to prick your chest, depending on its location. Might want to rethink your position...
Dates: - Shijima Kurookano & Himeko Inaba
- Trucy Wright & Enomoto "Ene" Takane
- Adelina & Rock Lee
- Byakuya Togami & Lailah
- Archer & Touka Kirishima
- Sakuya Le Bel Shirogane & Maya Fey
- Leon Kuwata & Alisha Diphda
PHASE II [ 730 ] So you're here. Whether out of curiosity or you've resigned yourself to the strange festivities, you're in. Maybe you've been wallflowering it up for a while, even with the cool kickin music playing. Whatever the case may be, the DJ announces themselves (DJ Slim Shaydee, not to be confused with that knock off from Earth). You're welcomed in an enthusiastic manner. Also hey, if you're near a table, see those cute placards? Yeah the ones in the center pieces mixed in with the bowl of candy and flowers. You'll notice they have a neatly typed out list— DJ Slim Shaydee says whoever fulfills the criteria on the list will be crowned Prom Royalty. Who doesn't want that???
- Successfully complete a slow dance
- Do the cha cha slide OR do the electric slide without messing up the turn
- Make out in the rose garden out back
- Have a dramatic fight with a close friend and storm out (you may come back after)
- Comfort a crying friend in the bathroom
- If you're a minor, accidentally get drunk
- Successfully spike every punch bowl within a 20 minute time limit
- Confess romantic feelings to the object of your affections
To truly kick it off or maybe give those ambitious types a head start, DJ Slim is gonna play you (yes all of you) a group dance! Hope you know the moves to the Cha Cha Slide. If not, don't worry, the song will tell you every step.
Oh and one more thing — anyone who fulfills an item on the list will get a confetti surprise. What does this mean? It means a golden, multi-faceted little ball will spontaneously appear over your head out of nowhere soon after you fulfill a condition, hovering for a moment before it explodes into a shower of confetti. Enjoy!
PHASE III [ 900 ] Whew. All these fast paced songs sure have you tired out, right? Maybe take a sip from the many punch bowls around the room if you haven't tested them out yet. Or try your hand at fulfilling another portion of that list from earlier—by spiking the punch. Better work fast though, the bowls themselves refresh fairly quickly once they sense contamination. See how many you can get in one go! Or if you're not a dirty prankster, see how many people you can catch spiking those dang bowls.
While you're doing that, the DJ seems to want to wind down the energy in the room. That means, you guessed it: time for that coveted slow dance. As the first chords of the song play, the doors to the garden veranda and hedge maze open. How romantic.
PHASE IV [ 1000 ] It's the end of the night, and maybe you've been trying your best to satisfy all those win conditions. Or maybe you haven't! Either way, it's clear from the mood in the air that the time is drawing near for the announcement of the Prom Royalty. The DJ brings the lights low, and spotlights hit his stand. He brings a mic to his mouth, and announces grimly that there will be no Prom Royalty. Apparently, no one satisfied enough of the win conditions! How can that be? Surely someone tried! Well, whatever happened, the DJ isn't happy, and the lights in the room will come back up. The DJ will mess with some of the equipment at his station, and all across the room, small panels will open up near the ceiling. Pouring out will come ... balloons? And not just any balloons - they're water balloons, and not only are they somehow floating, they're coming straight for you. How are they flying? We just don't know. If they come in contact with you, they'll frizz your perfect prom hair. Worse, if you apply even the mildest force to them, they'll immediately pop and drench you in freezing cold water, leaving you drenched.
The ballroom quickly fills with these angry little balloons, threatening to flood the room completely if too many of them pop. Will you flee and save yourself? Try to save your friends? Try to reason with the DJ and stop the balloon menace? No matter what you do, you'd better work fast. The floor is already getting dangerously wet...
BONUS [ hour ??? ] Remember that garden maze? From a certain point of the evening on, prom guests have been free to wander through as they please. They're beautiful, a rose maze by day that looks even more breathtaking at night with fairy lights glittering and winking in between all the flowers and leaves. Maybe you wandered out there to get away from the craziness in the party. Perhaps you want to be a true wallflower. But should you explore this maze with another at your side, you'll find it a pleasant enough trip, and if you manage to make it all the way to the center of the maze, you'll discover a secluded little gazebo that seems like it was placed there just for you.
Go in alone, though, and the maze seems like a completely different place. The fairy lights will be dimmer, less pleasant. You'll hear a rustling too loud to just be the wind. What was that sound? Turn around, and nothing is there. Too late you'll realize that the maze itself is alive, and has been watching you this entire time. It doesn't like lone wanderers. Better run fast or find a way to get out of the plant's clutches before you really become veggie.
However, if you get caught, you'll be trapped by the sentient vines that shoot out from the walls and bound to the side of the maze until another lone explorer finds you. At this point the vines will reach out and snap up that unlucky soul, too, wrapping you both up in a not-so-tender embrace. You'll both be stuck there until you can do whatever it is the maze wants that will convince it to set you free. What is that? Well, it does seem to be fond of lovers... and public displays of affection.
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PHASE 3 HERE WE GO
[ Xion's come over to join her very nervous friend with her hands clasped behind her back. She looks like a million bucks in a gangster getup (though her version's top is more conservative, and has cute puff sleeves), and she does seem a little out of her element. She doesn't seem nearly as nervous as Dipper, though, and she can't quite figure out why he is. It's part of the reason why she came over to talk to him. Maybe she can help him feel better?
Of course, then that song starts up, and she blinks around. ]
Hey, this sounds different than the other songs that have been playing...
TIME FOR CAVITIES
But there's so much more to it than that. Dipper can count on one hand the number of dance parties he's been to in his life, but he'd suffered through enough 80s chick flicks with Mabel to know that prom was where serious business went down. Serious, slow dance-y, confession-y, kissy business and -
Here she comes. For the first time, Dipper is actually glad he has these dumb shades on as a part of his outfit - they at least partially conceal how hideously he's blushing. ]
Y-yeah! Totally weird. Maybe even weirder than zombie karaoke.
[ ...That's it! He can relate that story to her, and it will be totally normal and not weird and everything will be fine!!!
Then the music changes, the realization of what's coming dawning on him, and a feeling that's a mishmash of excitement and anxiety fires up in his chest.
He doesn't say anything yet, catatonic even as he can hear a voice that sounds rather like Mabel yelling at him in the back of his mind. People are starting to pair off. Oh god. It's happening. ]
ALL OF THE CAVITIES
Because just as Xion blinks and perks up at the sound of "zombie karaoke," the slow song kicks in and distracts her, prompting her comment. She spends a moment looking around, watching people pair off, and seems to get the idea. ]
Oh! Um... are we supposed to dance, too?
[ Now she seems nervous. Though probably for different reasons than Dipper. She doesn't know how to dance... what if she steps on him?! Oh no... she'll look silly, and hurt his foot. Xion ducks her head, reaching up to tug at the brim of her hat, unusually shy. ]
... um.
1/5 i'm sorry????
So he takes a deep breath, chest puffing out just slightly. ]
BUT NOT REALLY
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DONE.
He takes off those dumb shades, sticks them in his pocket, grabs onto of every nerve in his body and holds out his hand to her. ]
Will you dance with me, Xion?
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... then she lets go of her hat to take his hand instead, shy still, but smiling. ]
Yeah! ... um, but ... I don't know how to dance. [ Her smile turns sheepish. ]
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...Okay, not that he had a lot of doubt that she would, but still. A bit of the tension in his chest uncoils as he leads her to the dance floor, glancing back at her with her admission. ]
That's okay. I'm definitely no great dancer, either. [ Mabel had insisted he learn SOME things but that doesn't mean he'd had a lot of practice. ] So we can sort of...figure it out together.
[ He's still blushing, but there's no helping that. ]
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He's been blushing a lot around her, lately...
A realization strikes her all at once, making her eyes widen slightly, but she tries to just nod, playing it off. ]
Th-That sounds like a good idea. [ She smiles again, swallowing. ] Together.
[ He... he couldn't. Not for her.
Could he? ]
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Little does he know.
He turns to face her then, turning her hand in his. ] Right. So - um, these hands? Go like this. And then, um...you put your other hand on my shoulder, and I...
[ A breathless chuckle escapes him as he tentatively places his trembling hand on her waist.
What has he gotten himself into? ]
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Is... is it trembling?
He can't. Not for her.
All at once Xion's blushing, too, and she blinks once or twice. Then she smiles, uncertain, sweet, her brows drawing together.
Not for her. ]
So, what do we do with our feet?
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Well? You just kind of shuffle from side to side, like this. [ He starts to lead, moving his feet in the simplest, most basic pattern Mabel had shown him. ] Sort of like rocking back and forth.
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See, Dipper? You're not the only nerd here. ]
Like ... this? [ Finally she looks up at him, seeking approval. ]
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...He can already hear Hiro telling him "I told you so".
In fact, his elation goes a bit too far and the next words slip out: ] You look [ a beat ] really nice, by the way.
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(Not for her.)
Her blush flares back up when he compliments her, but at least that makes her laugh. ]
You think so? It's a lot better than what I was wearing before. That was really colorful, but it came with these weird shoes... they had these tall, really thin heels. I felt like I was wearing stilts! I kept tripping. [ She groans. ] It was so embarrassing! [ A beat, and: ] ... thanks.
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Hey, at least it didn't come with sunglasses and a skateboard. [ Which he ditched the wall. He's half expecting it to glitch back under his feet any moment now. ] Have you...been having fun so far?
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[ She pauses for a second, thinking his question over. ]
Yeah, I have. Some of it's been kind of embarrassing... [ Like figuring out with some of the other guests what "making out" meant. She makes a face. ] But dancing has been pretty fun. Up until now, I was just trying to do what I saw everyone else doing. I'm glad I had someone to show me this part.
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Then, his smile softens. ] I-I'm glad I was able to show it to you. [ A beat. ] Dancing's kind of hard to figure out on your own, anyway.
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She meets his eye again as his smile softens, and her own does the same. ] Me too.
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He's so - aware, of the music and how close they are and her eyes and her smile and everything, and he wants to say something - something stupid - and maybe if they weren't surrounded by so many people he would. As it is, he holds his tongue, letting the moment linger instead.
Some things don't need words to be explained, anyway. ]