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Who: Bachelors/Bachelorettes #1-60 and you!
When: IC: 6/7 ; OOC: 3/15
Where: CERES' new Dating Experience
What: There's no way to get to know each other quite like going on a date.
Rating/Warning: PG-13 for Questionable Situations and a healthy dose of violence. Please let the mods know if the rating needs to go up, or the log needs to be locked!




//event027.EXE



Love is in the air in Cerealia -- or, well, it is in ViViD anyway. And nobody cares about your lives outside of ViViD, so that's all that matters. It's an artificial love construct, but for you sad, lonely, little people, it's probably good enough, right? CERES is on a mission to find you your other half, your soulmate, your one and only, and this is how they've decided to do it -- through technology and abuse of your private information! Welcome to your new love life, courtesy of ViViD.

For your convenience, CERES has automatically generated dating profiles to help match up the new arrivals swiftly and speed up the "get to know each other" process. Nothing like some not-entirely-agreed-to speed dating to break the ice and improve new relations! You're going to be here for awhile, so you may as well get to know each other.

For the older residents, well... you may very well find your soulmate here! You don't want to miss out on that. That would just be an unfixable tragedy. So here, use the handy-dandy profiles and find your new honey. After all, the information on these profiles is 100% accurate, certified and verified by Mosley himself.

Why would you ever doubt that?


I've never actually been on a date before. Not that there haven't been offers but I'm just too busy a guy! I think to myself, "Mosley, me, guy who's talking to himself, why won't you go on a date with that nice lady who just asked you out?" And I reply, "Oh, you gorgeous bastard, I'm satisfied with my life as it is already! I don't need love." After all, what is love? Baby, don't hurt me. Don't hurt me. No more.

//SCENARIOS.EXE


PHASE I

[ 6:00 ] Gooooood morning, new ViViD compatriots and gamers! You’re not going to get a lot of time to adjust and recover from your sudden retrieval from destroyed and sad code, really, because as soon as you arrive, fresh and new to Cerealia, you’ll be faced with a profile.

Oh, look, it’s your face! And… a quote attributed to you? And your favorite object? Hopefully those details are correct, because there’s no going back now.

You’ve become an otome love interest.

For those who aren’t brand new to ViViD, you’ll be presented the exact same profiles -- but you’ll have to pick one. You know how this works, pick the love interest you want to romance and sweep them off their feet. Better pick the right route too because, haha! You wouldn't want to end up naked and alone in a basement again! That would be crazy. Just pick some rando hottie instead, it's no big.

Or, well, that’s what they say. But then you’re dumped into a ballroom, dressed up to the nines in finery, and surrounded by other milling NPCs. You're given a moment to process the whole situation before a genteel-looking older man who seems to be running this party steps up to the microphone. Gently, he clears his throat, and welcomes everyone to the party ("Haven't been to a party this fine since I had all my teeth!"), and then he gestures to a pile of weapons in the middle of the room and finishes cheerfully, “Anyway, whoever survives can leave this room -- enjoy!”

It looks like the NPCs aren’t messing around; they’re immediately diving for the weapons, so you might want to get a move on.

Welcome to the Cerealia Dating Hunger Games.

PHASE II

[ 10:00 ] When you burst out of the ball room, possibly covered in the blood of your enemies (your poor dress/suit!), you’ll find yourself in what looks to be a sprawling jungle. In reality, it’s a circular arena, and if you travel far enough, you can reach the walls, though they’re electrified with no way out. If you try to get past them, you’re going to fry yourself before you accomplish anything else! Where's the fun in that?

The bigger problem is this: there are some unfortunate monsters on the prowl (don't they... look a little familiar?) in the jungle, and they are ready and willing to eat up anyone who crosses their paths. They’re drawn to the scent of blood -- and, even more so, the scent of people in love. So hey, if you're in love right now, it might be a good time to run. Otherwise, you're the top target and about to be hunted. Have fun out there, lovebirds!

Meanwhile, the NPCs (or even your fellow player characters?!) are out for blood themselves, so nowhere is truly safe.

Was that... was that a scream for help, or someone coming to get you?

PHASE III

[ 11:45 ] At some point, you’re going to need supplies. It starts to feel like you’ve been in here for days without any food or water (but that’s weird, wasn’t this ViViD session supposed to be just a few hours -- ) and you’re starting to feel the effects.

So, time to get in touch with your inner man vs wild. There are animals to hunt (deer, rabbit, etc.) and if you can fashion a spear or use a weapon you scooped up in the chaos, you can kill them for food. Alternatively, you can just try stealing some supplies from your fellow players. That's probably a saner option.

Which leaves you sneaking up onto their camp, full of sneakiness, and more sneakiness, and a little bit of stealth, you reach out and...

Suddenly, there are lights on you! Cameras! Cheering, adoring crowds! There's a narrator narrating every step you're taking (loudly) and there are fans hanging on your every move --

Oh, did that wake up the other player and/or bring monsters roaring down upon you? Whoops. The perils of spectator sports like the Cerealia Hunger Games, really.

PHASE IV

[ 14:00 ] You did it. Someone came at you, and you killed them. Their blood is on your hands, but it’s fine -- it’s just a program in a game.

Right?

Except when you look again, it’s someone you know. The corpse of a person who’s very important to you in so many ways is lying there on the ground, blood still warm but clearly dead. They’re solid to the touch. They’re there, and they look just like that person you care about so very much. Your heart hurts.

And you’re the one who killed them.

Then, without warning, it starts to rain because ViViD is nothing if not good at sensing the mood.

PENALTY

[ why o'clock ] So.

You died.

This isn't really that surprising, considering it's the Cerealia Dating Hunger Games. People die a lot in games like these. It's the price of love.

Don't worry, though! It's just ViViD, so it's not like you really died. You'll get reconstructed, good as new, and they'll toss you right back onto the battlefield. Except, well... it seems like something's a little different.

For one thing, you've got claws instead of hands.

You can't seem to speak, either; all you can manage is garbled growls and sharp noises.

And, worst of all... you're really, very intensely hungry, and you can smell blood (or people in love, that's an even better scent).

So yeah, you're one of the monsters now. Don't worry, it only happens the first time you die in this game; if someone valiantly slays you again, you'll come back good as new, a normal person in the Games. What a weird glitch. There's no way that's on purpose or anything, right? No way!


[ 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 March intro log! For your convenience, we have compiled the characters' arrival experience here, and should you have any questions, feel free to ask them here! You can also check the FAQ for more general inquiries. Should this event log hit Captcha, there is an all-purpose overflow here. Thank you!

souperb: (pic#8531077)

[personal profile] souperb 2016-03-18 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ because it smells of vice presidential money.

also, does milla look apologetic at all for almost nailing ludger with a chair? nope! she's just looking annoyed at that woman running off with the jacket. you know what, yeah, he's right. this is ridiculous. it's annoying. this is annoying.

she looks at the guy pinned by the chair beside ludger.

considers what's been said. and, with a flippant wave of the hand: ]


You're right. Take his instead. [ POINTING. ] Considering he took part in stealing something of ours, we might as well return the favor.

[ don't get this one stolen too or you really will be on the other end of her wrestling move ludger ]
formdestroyer: (pic#10102062)

[personal profile] formdestroyer 2016-03-18 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ huh, there was that option too, wasn't there?

thankfully the guy was knocked out cold when he got decked by a chair, so it's not too hard for ludger to start tugging his jacket off. it's about the same size as his too, so... ]


Ah.

[ of course, it couldn't go that easily, could it? the npc wakes up about when ludger manages to get the first sleeve off, and just looks absolutely scandalized. never mind the fact that he stole ludger's jacket to begin with, the npc starts screaming bloody murder and struggling with everything he has. which just earns them both looks as ludger continues to pull the jacket off of him, succeeding only after considerable effort and hair pulling. ]

I... got it... [ he has to catch his breath a bit as he walks back over to milla, holding out his spoils of his war. though... he doesn't exactly feel like he accomplished something admirable here. ]
souperb: (pic#8942354)

[personal profile] souperb 2016-03-18 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ obtained title: disgusting thief.

milla's. actually somewhat shocked, even though she's personally the one that asked him to do this Horrible Deed. well... they probably could've done a lot worse, like kill him (you know, like everyone else is doing), so... the lesser of two evils here.

she takes the jacket from ludger with absolutely zero guilt. but that surprise does come through somewhat in her tone, when she slowly says: ]


... Good job. Thanks. [ you won the cat fight buddy. let her put this on to cover up the sideboob... ] I don't know if I should be impressed or concerned you actually went through with it.
formdestroyer: (pic#10061405)

[personal profile] formdestroyer 2016-03-18 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ you told him to do it!!

granted, outside of the heat of the moment, he is starting to regret it. it seemed reasonable at the time... they took his jacket, so why shouldn't he get to take their's? but... two wrongs don't make a right, a lesson ludger would have learned if he'd properly gone to kindergarten.

he winces a little as he tries to straighten out his hair again, noticing that there are a few scratches on his face now. that really got ugly, didn't it... ]


At least now you have a jacket. [ sigh. ] No more tasteful sideboob.
souperb: (pic#9977880)

[personal profile] souperb 2016-03-18 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ... okay, maybe she does feel Slightly Bad. as milla adjusts the jacket, her glance does go up now and then to the scratches on ludger's face, and whether the slight way her lips press together is because of the sideboob comment or the fact he got visible wounds from the cat fight is a mystery. ]

Too bad for you.

[ ... okay, not quite a mystery, since the way she says that is slightly displeased but not entirely focused. she's approaching him then, eyes narrowing at his injuries. ]

When he started fighting back you should've backed off.
formdestroyer: dns (pic#10061397)

[personal profile] formdestroyer 2016-03-19 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ hm, on some level, he does have to admit it is a shame... but more than that, he feels a profound sense of relief. no matter what else CERES might throw at him here, the most immediate threat to his well-being has passed. ]

No, it's better off this way. Something like that is too dangerous to go around unchecked.

[ he tries to laugh a little at that, but in the end it just comes off as stitled and awkward. especially as he can tell she's staring at the rather pronounced red scratch on his cheek. ]

At that point, I'd gone too far to back down.