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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[She reached out--tentative at first--for his hand. Not even able to look him in the eye as she offered the lightest of squeezes in comfort. A hug would have been better, but in the moment, she wasn't sure how he would react.]
Then...I'm glad you were able to meet Mr. Justice, and that he was able to help you.
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...Thank you, Iris. Trust me - I'm certainly glad, too. But... It wasn't such a clean-cut victory.
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[Neither was hers. But he knew that all too well.]
Tell me about it.
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[He looks away from her and down at the floor.]
So... I stopped him by using the only means that would work. In the end... I wound up really forging evidence.
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[Now she definitely understood. Why he felt she needed to know this before...]
Did you know for absolute certain that it was him?
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[She could empathize. Oh, how she could empathize. To the point where...his crimes still paled in comparison to hers. And, at the end of the day, he was still Phoenix. Still so desperate to uncover the Truth and make it known. Perhaps not so innocent as she had once known him, but then, neither was she.]
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[He breathes that as he spares her a soft glance. He knows that it's not of the same magnitude of what she was wrapped up in, but he still feels that it's something that could effect the way she looks at him.]
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I'm truly sorry you had to go through all of that.
I wish...
[Her voice trailed off, pausing if only to figure out the exact words that would convey just how she felt right then.]
...that I could have been there with you.
[To help. Even if that help was little more than believing in his (mostly) innocence in the face of a world that refused to hear him.]
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How he had wished he could have had her there with him for all of those ordeals, with her incarceration fresh on his mind... It was the worst timing conceivable.]
You know what, Iris? I...
[He can't help but squeeze her hand back as he speaks.]
...I wished that too, from time to time. I'm lucky enough that I had one certain ally with me throughout that entire ordeal.
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Your daughter.
[Your daughter. Not just 'Trucy'--another part of his life she'd come to both understand and accept. Even adore.]
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That trial in which I lost my badge... that was the same trial that lead to me taking her in. She was the light in all of those dark years... and she's the one reason why I can't fully regret a single moment of what happened.
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I think...I understand now.
[Why he'd been so hesitant to tell her, but why it was something she needed to know. And, despite everything, it did feel like that weight settling gradually on her shoulders since the beginning was being lifted. He had suffered loss, but also gained. The world around him had been changing, and he was forced to do a little changing of his own in order to keep up.]
[He wasn't the same Phoenix Wright she'd once known. Not anymore. That was what he'd wanted to tell her.]
[But...that was okay. Because she wasn't the same Dollie he'd thought he knew during University, either.]
Thank you. For telling me.
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Overall, it had gone a lot better than he had feared. That gap that he was afraid... It feels like they may truly have closed it now. He knew that it would be wrong to move forward in any way without Iris truly understanding what had happened over those years. And now he knew he had no reason to really be afraid: because Iris continues to be the woman he's believed in.]
...Thank you, Iris. For listening. And... and for understanding.
[...Maybe, just maybe, this has a shot...]
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You did.
[When she has confessed everything. Crimes far worse than anything he's been accused of, let alone committed all for the sake of justice. Now it was her turn to repay the favor.]
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I guess that makes us even! ...Ish.
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[And despite everything, she managed a small giggle.]
Even with the...age difference. [Which still didn't bother her, though it did feel a little strange to have to highlight.] I feel like...we both understand one another better now than we ever did. Including just after my trial.
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I... I agree, Iris. [He speaks softly as he looks down at her.] We've come a long way, haven't we? But it's been worth it. Every minute.
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[Though, even if she had wanted to say something, a little golden ball appearing over their head as the music in the background began to fade. She stared up at it in silent curiosity, wondering what it was.]
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But then, that all went to the wayside when his attention was caught by the same golden ball, and he looked up towards it.]
Huh...?
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Ah...!
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[He laughs as the confetti streams down.]
Did we just somehow win a trial...?
[It's a sight that he's grown to miss...]
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I think we won something.
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Maybe it's a congratulations for a prom well-danced! I told you you'd get the hang of this.
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You were (W)right. As always.
[The pun was completely unintentional; in fact, she didn't seem to realize she'd even made it.]
[What she did do intentionally, on the other hand, was reach down for some of the confetti that had fallen to the ground, picking up a small handful and chucking it right back at him.]
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