You know what everyone needs after rampant robotic attacks and another iteration of clone wars? A vacation! That’s right everyone, you deserve this. CERES understands what you need. CERES is here for you all the time, so never doubt that this is a pleasure colony, and they are here to look after all of your needs. Kick your feet up, relax, and let CERES Recreation and Activity Necessity Keepers (Team RANK, that is) set you up with your ideal getaway.
It’s as if you can sense the incoming relaxation and luxury before you even completely finish loading. There’s the warmth encompassing your entire body as your code gets transferred into this particular ViViD Level. A cool, refreshing breeze hits you. The sounds of waves gently lapping against the coast fill you with relaxation. The sun, the sand, the surfs, it’s all there – welcome to the beach, baby!
An echoing greeting message from the ocean comes next, if you can translate it.
 OOOOOOOOOOOOHMAHH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHD.
YOOOOOOOOOOOORRRALL SOOOOOOOOOOOOO KYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT.
KYOOOOOOOOOOOT EEEENAAAAUUUUUUUF TOOOOOOOOOOOOO EEEEEEEEEEEEEEET.
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PHASE I [ 08 00 ] That said, isn’t that breeze a little… too strong? It feels like it’s brushing up against all of you, if you know what I mean. When you open your eyes and look down, it becomes rather clear why. It seems that you’ve found yourself in some pretty interesting attire. Everyone. No exceptions. You appear to have two options – be overcome and scream like the Victorian maiden your heart says you are, or strut like a model in this stuff. Turn some heads! Work that up do!
But don’t worry, we’re also conscious about safety here at CERES! Therefore everyone’s also been provided a pair of super high-tech safety-tested appendage protection floatation devices (STAPFD for short.)
At least everyone around you is caught in the same sort of attire – and everyone around you also appears to be stuck inside a giant sand castle. It’s entirely malleable to what you want it to be! Want to see a fancy sand bidet? Feel like adding a sand statue in your honor? Think that wall should now be a door? Well, with enough perseverance, you can make it happen!
Just uh, be careful about getting sand in your… everywhere.
PHASE II [ 1000 ] Someone broke it. Not pointing any fingers, even though you sure do seem like a prime suspect, but someone broke it.
It almost starts like an earthquake with how the castle starts to rumble, the sand shaking right beneath your feet. And then the walls right next to you start to cave in followed promptly by the ceiling right… above your head. Oh dear. The sand starts to run and fall, losing its structure and shape. The hallway behind you starts to cave in, ceiling first and then the walls follow suit. Now the sand really is getting everywhere – but not just uncomfortable places. It’s in your hair, your eyes, your nose…. this sure doesn’t seem like a pleasant way to go!
Best to start running – there’s a trusty drawbridge to get over the moat (because what’s a sandcastle without a moat?) but who knows how long until that, too, is going to give way? Best to cross over it before it starts to shake and disappear too. Or if you don’t make it, hopefully you can land some pretty impressive airtime to make it to the other side!
If not, well...there'll be the sensation of sand crushing down upon you, filling your mouth and eyes, and you won't be able to breathe at all – and then you're alive again on the beach (but possibly in yet another new, uncomfortable, skimpy swimsuit). Honestly, be more careful, would you?
PHASE III [ 1200 ] However, once you do make it to the other side, it’s all smooth sailing from there! Or is it? Hah, as they say, life sure can be a beach.
Which is what this is.
Welcome to your Beach Episode, folks. Now that you’ve made it out of the collapsing sand castle, you’ve made it to the luxurious, picturesque golden coastline. Sure, you’re coughing up fine, luxurious, sand dust right now and you’ve definitely gotten sand in all of your crevices thanks to your swimsuit, but that’s okay! Go take a soak in the ocean or something or cool off with a smoothie. There’s a smoothie shack off into the distance, complete with a long chalkboard with… well, probably a few familiar names? And some unfamiliar ingredients. Sounds appetizing right?
That said, once you do ingest some of the smoothie with the name of a newcomer, you might suddenly find yourself feeling a bit… different. You’ll be taking on some of their traits, one of the most intense parts of their personality – or you might need to take a second to sit down because you’re suddenly seeing one of their memories. Whoa. What do they actually put in this stuff?
PHASE IV [ 1500 ] For the brave souls that venture out into the water, you have even more adventures waiting for you. Anyone who’s swimming around, wading in the water—hell, even looking at the water is getting scooped up and deposited in one of these giant orbs. But don’t take up too much room, because someone else is getting shoved right in there with you. Time to get cozy with your new friend, because it's only going to get worse as the waves begin to carry you out into this big, blue, virtual ocean. Hopefully the choppy waves don’t bounce you around too much or – well, you could always get really friendly with a stranger! Why not?
At least until it’s made very clear that fresh air does not make it back into these balls. That seems like a bit of a design flaw. Now what? Fight the other person who’s inhaling all your air? Suffer through it for swimsuit-clad fun? Or if you break it…. well, you sure are stranded out in the ocean. Or are you?
After enough flailing, you’ll be met by a giant, dumb-looking creature who will then eat you whole.
Everything goes dark. This is surely the end --
And then you're in Cerealia proper; it seems that was the exit to the level (but why there?) and you'll find yourself either in one of the fountains or the pond in the park. Either way, you'll be very, very well. And this time, that's not virtual. But hey, at least you'll have all of your stuff with you.
BONUS [ xxxx ] Do you hear that?
Anyone idle on the beach will hear a distant melody coming from further out into the ocean. It’s a beautiful, elegant song that automatically makes the listener stop what they’re doing and immediately wander toward the noise. It takes you a moment to recall – it takes a moment to think about anything now, really – but you remember hearing the smoothie shack owner say something about mermaids populating the beach. Could this be their song calling out to you? Whether you would normally abide by this kind of call or not, you find your feet walking further and further out into the water, the shallows lapping up to your ankles and up and up as you are drawn in by the song.
A rather classic song, though the usual instances of French are also replaced with the very enticing, enchanting nonsense promise of omelette du fromage........and then they try to drown you.
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But, more importantly-- What kind of demand is that. He's tired! He's so tired that he can't even bring himself to shriek like a harpy about protecting his delicate maidenly virtues. Instead, he just increases the Death Grip he already had on his towels and gives this guy a look.]
You guys are really getting bold, huh... Y'know, you can just wait until the game's over and visit a brothel like a normal creep instead of basically asking for someone's underwear.
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well, no matter. he's borrowing one, whether kashuu wants to give it to him or not. and, since the answer's probably going to be Not, he'll go ahead and start tugging with full strength, too!! GIVE IT, PUNK ]
Tsk, don't flatter yourself. You're not my type. [ he says, as he tries to unveil kashuu from his Towel Dress... mixed signals??? ] I'm not interested in what's underneath, alright? Jeez! I'm not some sort of a shitty pervert.
[ he hates perverts!!! but anyway, the towel -- ]
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Maybe stop acting like one and people won't totally get the wrong idea, then!
[Though there's an emphasis on "wrong" there like Kashuu is still not 100% convinced that this punk isn't some sort of shitty pervert. He's still trying to steal his coveted towel dress?? That doesn't speak well for him!
Also, he's holding onto said towels like his life literally depends on it good luck Chuya. He's not revealing himself to a creep...]
Go find someone else's suit to steal—!! There are like a thousand of 'em here! [When in doubt, inflict the creep on some stranger, apparently?!]
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[ he's just asking -- very politely -- for you to hand over your swimsuit? there's nothing perverted about that? he's not interested in whatever's underneath?!
anyway, he keeps tugging on the towel, but the... teenager? kid? seems stronger than they look. he'd never thought he'd have to use tainted sorrow to get a towel, but... there he is, just about to. ]
Nobody else has this many towels hoarded -- you stole them too, didn't you?! [ since he's holding onto one of the towels, he slowly increases its weight -- eventually, kashuu will have to let go?! ]
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[Actual five year old Kashuu Kiyomitsu here to deliver some astoundingly on-point accusations, backed up by fact and research!!
Also he is offended by the implication that he's a thief...]
They were just sitting out there on the beach, okay? If people didn't want 'em to be borrowed- ["BORROWED"] -then they should've taken them when they left! You can't just leave these things lying around when people are naked and freaking out!
[But?! For some reason this towel is starting to feel a lot like that one time Doudanuki tricked him and strapped weights onto his wrists... Ah, maybe he really should have stuck to that training regime, so he could be prepared for when punks make his towels too heavy to hold. Eventually it just kind of swings off on its own, since its not like the flimsy knot towels are tied with can hold up to the weight of anything greater than... towel-cloth...
CONGRATS, YOUR PRIZE!!
Also, it looks like Kashuu was wearing a towel under that towel.]
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[ hello, 5 year old, meet another 5 year old??
also, you are absolutely a thief, kashuu. ]
So basically, you stole them while they weren't looking. Who the fuck drags their towel with them everywhere they go?! Well, now maybe everyone will, thanks to someone.
[ not saying any names, but...
ANYWAY, VICTORY!
except... he's not sure what to do with it. he certainly isn't going to make a dress out of it, unlike someone?! so he ties it around his hips instead. good enough, for now... ] ... how many of these did you take? Are you that self-conscious, or what?
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[HUFFS AND PUFFS and you know, maybe he just doesn't have a good grasp on beach etiquette... This is his first time out here, you know?! And it's horrible.
...
But oh, the guy really wasn't trying to see him in a speedo. Well, okay. HE STOLE ONE OF HIS PRECIOUS TOWELS, but that's still a step up from being a creepy pervert. Not that Kashuu will apologize for his flagrant accusations... He just sniffs, readjusting the rest of his remaining towels.]
I don't like it when people see me without my clothes on.
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[ KASHUU... YOUR WAY OF THINKING RAISES CONCERNS... thankfully, chuya is a mafioso, and doesn't really care, now that he has one of said stolen towels, too.
... why is he sniffing, though. ]
Sounds like a personal issue. [ whY ARE YOU SNIFFING don't suddenly burst into tears or he's going to... not be very helpful about it.
to say the least?? ] If anyone else tries, you should probably kick them in the balls.
[ just not him. ]
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[Unused objects want a home, anyway! Kashuu is providing these towels with Purpose so they don't have to spend their lives smothered under scantily glad beachgoer butts...
But since Mr. Mafioso here is a CRIMINAL, time to move right along... To the most important part. It is a personal issue!! His fragile heart is upset! But at least he doesn't seem like he's about to cry, so that's a plus(???). It was more of a haughty sniff than anything, most likely, especially since his response to that isn't actual crying or offense. It's just:]
If anyone else tries, I'll stab 'em. No one can see me naked and live, and nearly naked is just as bad!
[why is he like this.]
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[ he's appalled!!! except, not really. the only reason he's even discussing this is because he wanted a towel -- and he's aways been taught to take what he wants?
abandoned towels included. so, really, this is hypocrisy at its' finest. NOT THAT KASHUU NEEDS TO KNOW. ]
That works. [ but... he's actually pretty surprised? cue oogling kashuu again, carefully. ] You didn't strike me as the type. [ but he's pleased!! ] Your name?
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