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//EVENT026.EXE

Who: All of the unlucky souls who are dragged along for the ride
When: IC: 5/22 to 5/26 ; OOC: 2/13 to 2/20
Where: The Dark Parts of Cerealia
What: File Not Found
Rating/Warning: PG-13 for violence and some scary situations; please let the mods know if the rating needs to go up or the log needs to be locked!




//event026.EXE



You're probably woken up by the explosion first. A loud, deafening boom comes from behind the walls of the residential district. When you look outside your window towards the darker, more secretive area of the city, you might see the structure around it... crumbling, the land falling in on itself slowly but surely. That might be what wakes you up first. If it doesn't, you may be awoken instead by the sudden jerking feeling behind your navel pulling you from where you are to somewhere... else.

It's dark. The first thing you notice is that it's dark -- and then come the scrabbling sounds of creatures in the dark, like metal being dragged across metal, a chilling, sharp sound. The first thing that becomes clear, as your vision adjusts, is that you're on a rickety pathway, metal and rusting and frail, above what appears to be yawning blackness. Far, far below, there's the faint sound of rushing water, a ways away.

The second thing that becomes clear is that you are very much not alone. Something is out there with you, and from the screeching metallic noises that come ever closer, it seems to be stalking you.

Thankfully, you're not alone -- right?

...

...........

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:)


//SCENARIOS.EXE


PHASE I

[ ??? ] It’s drafty here. You’re below ground, that’s for certain from the echoes of the wind in the darkness. If you continue on forwards along the rickety, metal railing that serves as a walkway, the skittering noises of creatures in the dark follow -- but they don’t appear.

It seems everyone has been dumped along this pathway at random; you may be with friends, with enemies or with someone you’ve never met before, but either way, it soon becomes clear. There are only two ways to go along this path: up or down.

If you choose to take the path that follows a gradual slope down, the sounds of water lapping against a surface increase bit by bit, the air growing heavier and danker, until finally, the metallic platform gives way very suddenly (watch your step!) to a muddy bank. Down here, everything is darker, and not far away there’s the water. It’s cold and frigid and there are unfriendly creatures that await if you choose to delve into it. However, if you brave those creatures, and dive deeply enough, there is a mask. It rests half-buried by silt and rocks, but it’s there, and can be found by any intrepid explorers.

Somehow, it feels a little familiar.

And if you carry on in the cave system underground, eventually you will come across what appears to be an altar. There is blood on it -- not fresh, but not more than a month old -- and pieces of trinkets. Old bits of cloth, locks of hair, and some of them may even be familiar. Any dropped character who has a reasonably large amount of spiritual or magical power may have left scraps, such as pieces of clothing, trinkets, hair, or the sort behind at the altar.

Maybe that's why they weren't in the Nexus Code.

PHASE II

[ ??? ] If you go up, you will eventually make your way above ground. It takes some time, and some luck -- you’ll have to avoid rusty railing and pathways, the path crumbling under you and that creeping sensation that something is following and watching you -- and then you’ll suddenly be in fresh air.

Well. It’s not so fresh, really.

The landscape is broken down and crumbled. It may have once been part of the city of Cerealia, but now it is in utter disrepair and decay. Buildings have crumbled, and debris is everywhere. There are signs of the same level of technology that Cerealia has -- but it is all broken down and utterly inaccessible.

And you’re not alone.

It seems the technology and metal and broken down destruction has gained sentience over its time sitting alone, waiting. And it is not happy to be disturbed. The creatures are made of pieces of everything around them, and when cut down, they’ll just slowly rebuild themselves from the debris.

It might be time to run.

They aren't happy about being disturbed, and you're in their way.

PHASE III

[ ??? ] Above ground, there are a lot of broken down buildings.

Some can’t be accessed at all; some are too broken, too reduced to rubble. For those looking for shelter, they'll be able to find buildings where the doors can be forced open and they can camp out on the inside to various degrees of stability. Though the ceiling may cave in or the floor fall out from under you at a moment's notice, it's better than being out there. Be careful, because none of the architecture here can be trusted anymore.

And other buildings... are even less trustworthy than that.

There is a series of buildings in the midst of the wasteland, somehow still standing. They stand there silently, towering over the rest of the rubble in their two-story glory, and if the doors are forced open, it soon becomes clear that the building itself is full of mirrors.

Once, the mirrors had perhaps covered the walls and ceiling. Once, this building might have been akin to something of a ballet studio, somewhere to express yourself creatively. But now the mirrors are shattered and broken into pieces and the building lacks the joy it might have once held. Shards of mirror cover the floor, some big, some not so big, but they still hang from the walls as well and everywhere you look, you can see yourself.

And then, the reflection changes. From one blink to the next, you see a memory playing in the mirrors. Your memory. You’ll see a glimpse of one of your most traumatic or life-changing moments, broken up but clear in the shards. Blink and look away, and it’s gone, only to show up again in the next mirror a few moments later. Surely it’s just a trick of the light, right?

Except if someone else is with you, they’ll see it too -- and you might end up seeing a bit of their own past as well. Hope you're fond of sharing.

PHASE IV

[ ??? ] If you survive the monsters, the crumbling landscape and the untrustworthy buildings, you may eventually find a terminal. It is buried deep among the rubble. One turn around a corner, one stumble into a hole, and you will find it. It sits there, out in the middle of nowhere; the building in which it used to be housed is apparently long gone, reduced to nothing but rubble.

And if you turn it on, there is a brief message.


Transmission Broadcasting.

Transmission Connected.


And then, there is a face.

BONUS

[ ??? ] For those who have been wearing their masks a little too much, they might also start to notice that there are some strange effects attached, which worsen the more they’ve been wearing said masks. How badly they worsen is up to your discretion.

➝ Broken Mask: An intense feeling of paranoia, focused on whoever your character is with. They might also begin to remember fabricated memories of being betrayed by those people.

➝ Barcode Mask: Everything will begin to have value to them. There will be whispers in the back of their mind of the worth of their friends, the worth of a monster, the worth of everything around them. An intense need to own and consume as much as possible and as quickly as possible.

➝ Dripping Blood Mask: An intense lack of self-worth, a hollow feeling and thoughts of being weak and empty. Feeling as disposable as possible and an intense listless along with it.

:( Mask: A need to prove yourself, to show everyone how strong you are as quickly as possible. You can do things, you can be of worth to everyone around you. Why won't they see that? Why?

➝ Ivy Mask: A choking sort of terror from all things metal and technology based, and a need to lash out against it. An intense distrust for anything that they feel is against the laws of nature.

➝ Grey Mask: More personable than normal, more emotional, more empathetic. An intense feeling of kindness and gratitude to those around you and a renewed love of life.

➝ Feather Mask: A dulled, lack of emotion. A detached feeling to everything around you. A sort of bland curiosity towards things without any empathetic reaction.

➝ Bloody Fingerprints Mask: They'll feel absolutely fine. No change.

The effects of the broken mask can stack on top of the others, if they chose to break their mask after the other effects began to appear. No other effects can be stacked, as no other changes can be stacked.


PENALTY

[ ??? ] For characters who die while in the dark parts of the city, things will get... a little strange. They will die as normal, but they will wake up almost immediately after their death -- in the Nexus Code. They will have a few surreal moments to be there, to see their friends who have left Cerealia hanging lifelessly from odd, glimmering strands (though there are some faces, of course, that are missing, anyone who was spiritual, or magical, seems strangely absent) and then --

They’re back to being dead.

When characters revive in Cerealia, anywhere from one IC day to three or four IC days later, they will find that things are… not quite right with their code. They’re glitching, for a lack of a better word. Sometimes, their fingers will phase right through an object, their own limbs registering as cold and lifeless. Sometimes, they will see a face watching them -- but when they turn around to try to see who it is, the face will be gone.

These effects will last an IC week, before slowly things go back to normal.

That was strange.


[ Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with sensitive 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 February event! Please visit the OOC information here, and should you have any questions, feel free to ask them here! You can also check the FAQ for more general inquiries. This event will last from 2/13 to 2/20, or IC 5/22 to 5/26. Should this event log hit Captcha, there is an all-purpose overflow here. Thank you!

flaredo: (Hakuna Matata)

[personal profile] flaredo 2016-02-15 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
I don't think it'd be bad if you smiled for other people, too... even if I might want to keep it for myself.

[ UGH HE'S SO CUTE. ]
psycholawgy: (i spy something with my little eye. . .)

1/2

[personal profile] psycholawgy 2016-02-15 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ masks are... almost a trigger warning for her, which is why she hesitates, but in the end she puts it on.

her voice now a bit muffled, she speaks. ]


Are you the one who projects the letters B, A, R, and E?
Edited 2016-02-15 02:10 (UTC)
covenantal: (o13.)

[personal profile] covenantal 2016-02-15 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
It's alright if that's true, though.

[ Yu looks thoughtful, bracing a hand on his hip. ]

There might be times that you falter, or you feel like your strength is failing you. What matters is whether or not you keep going, in the end.
zerotohiro: ([armor] Roger that)

[personal profile] zerotohiro 2016-02-15 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
It says that it's possible that everything we know has been a lie. That the bodies don't go to the Nexus, they're here. But after that...what happens? We should start investigating and seeing if we can find any other answers on this side of the wall.
flaredo: (My eyes are up here)

[personal profile] flaredo 2016-02-15 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
I don't even know what it is. Is it even alive?

[ Maybe it's a really... creative robot? ]
flaredo: (Don't know don't care)

[personal profile] flaredo 2016-02-15 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ DUCKING THAT FIST, THANK YOU. ]

Didn't I just say we were a team?
masakados: (of embracing in my hand)

[personal profile] masakados 2016-02-15 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
How many members you got so far?

[It's small talk, really, as they go along-- Naoki doesn't think he's the gang type at alllll.]
psycholawgy: (grump grump)

[personal profile] psycholawgy 2016-02-15 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
Don't. Say it.

[ it's a warning. because athena might end up breaking down on hiro if he does. she's mostly keeping to herself now just can stay sane, really. ]
covenantal: (o14.)

[personal profile] covenantal 2016-02-15 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ He nods, shifting to use his shoulder to shove open the door again. ]

Possibly. I'm sure they'd deny involvement, but I agree that it's too convenient to be a coincidence. Still, it could be worth considering who else has the ability or power to move all of us like this.
sortileges: (44)

2/2

[personal profile] sortileges 2016-02-15 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ Thanks to Viridi he has some kind of idea of what they're going to see here. His own mask is kind of worse for wear, and unlike Athena's mask that is solely broken, his has the bloody prints on it to make it even more of a mess. If fire can harm the mask at all, there's probably signs of that too.

He stands to the side though, not talking yet because he promised to let her try first.

Someone has a big mouth after all, and it isn't her. ]
masakados: don't take (what do you want to believe?)

[personal profile] masakados 2016-02-15 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
Don't worry, I smile for other people. You're just special, so... special smiles.

[Meaning... she can draw smiles from him at times where he feels as though smiling is a task in itself.]
swordboning: (that was a gil line)

[personal profile] swordboning 2016-02-15 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
...you could really try not to be so pathetic.

[He didn't know what he was expecting but it certainly wasn't this at all. Seriously.]

It wasn't like I was going to refuse to begin with.
covenantal: (121.)

[personal profile] covenantal 2016-02-15 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yu can't deny that; he's been thinking it himself. He'd thought the same when the spirits had kidnapped them - that without intervention they might all die out there. CERES had saved them then; would CERES "miraculously" save them all again, this time? Wouldn't that just be convenient?

He sighs; he's about to respond when Kaz cuts himself off. Yu blinks, his brow furrowing, and he shifts a half-step, craning his head around to look at the mirror. He knows immediately that the memory isn't one of his; he's never seen a field like that before. His gaze cuts to Kaz, uncertain. ]


Should we get out of here?
swordboning: (pic#8713735)

[personal profile] swordboning 2016-02-15 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
Take it from me. It doesn't matter if you're biologically the same as someone else. As long as you make your own decisions and don't live a life someone else tells you or expects you to live, you'll be fine. Otherwise, you'll end up like me.
zerotohiro: (Tough choices)

[personal profile] zerotohiro 2016-02-15 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
That sounds even more messed up than this since you can't really look away from dreams. [It's all he offers to her as they move, even as it's becoming increasingly harder and harder to ignore the eyes that are following them and the face that appears with each step. He hears everything.

He understands everything, but at the same time...he doesn't. He's not even sure how to comprehend what he's seen, how the alternate timelines work and who these people are. He's quiet as he follows her.

It was fair that he heard hers, but that doesn't make it any better. In a way, it's more sad.]


...this the part where I tell you that I'm pretty good at keeping secrets?
belfire: (abel - back turned)

[personal profile] belfire 2016-02-15 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
...?

[Kaz didn't quite vocalise his confusion, but he still made some sort of noise - to be honest, he was kind of befuddled as to what... wait, is Kevin trying to strip him down? At least that managed to shake him a little out of his trauma-induced disassociation]

What are you even-? Stop that. There's nothing there.

[Kevin won't find any fly holes here! Those wounds had long been healed over during that horrible battle, with only the barest of scars that resembled something a bullet would leave peppered over his stomach and chest. Flies liked incubating in intestines and stomach organs, who knew?]

I survived 'cuz, well, if you're quick enough with a healing spell, you can stop anything, y'know, up to and including demon parasitism. It was almost a learning experience - I got reeeally well-acquainted with my own organs. Hah... haha...

[Kazuya let out an odd laugh then - odd, because it just didn't sound completely... there.]

And Atsuro's. And Yuzu's. Midori's. Amane's. Everyone's, really.
swordboning: (idiots 'r' u)

[personal profile] swordboning 2016-02-15 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Considering that you're right here with me, it doesn't look like I have any other choice, do I? If you're so worried, I would think it would be a prudent tactical decision to be around someone who can potentially defend you.
covenantal: (o61.)

[personal profile] covenantal 2016-02-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Her relief on his behalf makes him really smile. ]

Thanks. My uncle is alright, too. Both of them were able to leave the hospital after a few more weeks of rest.

[ It would be hard to explain everything behind it without explaining everything in the ten months or so that led up to that moment in a hospital room. Yu huffs a sigh through his nose. ]

Come on. We shouldn't stay. The mirrors could show a memory of yours if we hang out in here too long.
dirtdevil: (smallpox blankets)

[personal profile] dirtdevil 2016-02-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ he's not surprised. he'd be angry, too. ]

I don't blame you. You shouldn't have to deal with this. And I shouldn't have seen it.

[ his turn to pause. he actually feels bad. ]

Sorry.
masakados: (i'm gonna take you out)

[personal profile] masakados 2016-02-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
So... mysterious group 3, for now?

[Let's just get closer to the water. It can't possibly go wrong. No, Naoki's being cautious about it, watching.]
zerotohiro: (Oops)

[personal profile] zerotohiro 2016-02-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
It's been sealed off to us, but who says it's been sealed off to CERES this whole time? We don't really know where they are and how they're moving around the colony. And we know the fortune teller's been here before. It was just a thought.

[He's definitely thinking about it though.] ...you didn't see anything in these mirrors too, did you?
swordboning: (saber pls)

[personal profile] swordboning 2016-02-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
Seeing how these things turn out, you will at one point or another.

[He shrugs while they continue, more than content to tack on a more ominous ending.]

For better or for worse, at least.
psycholawgy: (clueless anime face)

[personal profile] psycholawgy 2016-02-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ ugh, god... that was so gross. she wipes her mouth when she finishes throwing up, and tries to hide the disgusting goo with some mirror shards on the floor. she kicks at the shards to cover the vomit like a cat.

and once she's done, the only thing she says is: ]


Leon?
cannonades: (it was us)

[personal profile] cannonades 2016-02-15 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's eerie.

Trowa has seen broken down architecture before, has been the cause of it in many cases. The hollowed out shells of buildings shouldn't be unnerving, but they are. Perhaps it's an over paranoid imagination, but he feels like the bits of rebar, steel, and concrete look like skeletons. Remains from a time that's obviously been forgotten in some way.

He has felt eyes on him as well, which is even more off-putting. Thankfully, he had time to grab his gun before he'd been yanked into this mess. Though, his pajamas aren't exactly what he'd call the more reassuring gear.

A scream up ahead catches his attention and he's just about to try and sneak around it when the ground shakes, light spilling out of the cracks close by. Is this something to do with the creatures here? Is it all going to collapse underneath of him? Balance thrown, he crouches to the ground, heart beating fast at the potential danger. A loud yell erupts in the air, sounding unearthly and animalistic.

And then there's silence. White noise of further collapsed buildings settling. Dust hazing out the immediate area.

Coughing, he pushes himself up to his feet again, gun in hand. It's a short sprint towards where the cacophony had just taken place and as he rounds the corner, the visuals start to clear. Some part of him really wishes it hadn't. Eyes widening, he rushes through the rubble, hopping over great sections of shattered concrete. ]


Quatre!
zerotohiro: (Look let's just drop it okay?)

[personal profile] zerotohiro 2016-02-15 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Tell you what...we can check the way I came to make sure it's still there and if it is, then we can go further in to see what else is around. Does that sound fair?