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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iii!
Carefully making sure that she was covered by her silly palm frond shield, she lifted a finger and pointed it at the listing labeled 'Felicia Festivitus.']
It's this one that I want-- the one with the tomatoes and lettuces.
...and my name. I want to see what it tastes like.
iii!!
( the beverage sounds fitting, the way nero sizes her up and then a nod to agree with her own words. simplicity is nothing bad, it can be beauty in it's own way and even if those two objects are frail, they're enough to make a person strong. perhaps she's like that as well? though her dilemma doesn't sound so hard, she slowly gets up from her seat as she glances around the area. there are many people playing around and even the npcs that rest upon the sand for relaxation. ) Or perhaps make it easier on yourself and those that are resting, you could take their article of clothing.
( looking towards someone who has already fallen asleep due to some beverage they've already drunk, saber believes that if the female went about it like this. ) It never stated that they had to be awake for you to take their left boots either.
iii!!
It is the right choice. I love crispy lettuces, and tomatoes are a favorite of the second son of the family I serve. It sounds like a wonderful combination!
[Nevermind that a vegetable smoothie would be nothing short of odd, but the young woman has no idea what a smoothie actually is. All she understands is that it's something cold and some vegetables she loves are involved-- and that's all she cared about.]
I wonder, though...did anyone even have a chance to grab their boots before coming to the beach? We're all in our underclothes here. There's not even a sock in sight anywhere.
!!!11
( leave it to nero to be a tyrant, raising a hand to erase the writing on the board that dictates only shoes can get and changing it to something simple. something along the line of "must love crispy lettuce". nothing can stop a righteous emperor such as herself so as she puffs her chest, she looks at the female. )
Alright, you should request that beverage. There's so much on this list that maybe the shopkeeper will become confused and give it to you on the lines of adoring such a vegetable. ( and since all of this is fake, perhaps the shopkeeper will allow it to slide for her. nero isn't too keen on trying any of the drinks though once does speak to her, she really does hope there's a chance to try it next time. ) Well. Let's see if this'll work, do order.
<3 !!
[But Felicia was grinning. Breaking rules on her own was something she could never imagine, but it was hard to argue with this petite woman who somehow seemed larger than life. Standing on the tips of her toes, Felicia waved her hand at the shopkeep on the otherside of the counter.]
Excuse me! I'd like to order the Felicia Festivitus, please!
<333!!!
( with her request, the shopkeeper doesn't go against it since what's written on the board is what he goes by. it only takes a few moments for her to receive a beverage with the crispy flakes of lettuce that she has been looking for, the drink seems to have quite a chill on top and must be refreshing in this unbearable heat. )
It looks pleasant, even the coloration brings out a radiant appearance. I wonder if it'll taste the same, though it should if you like the ingredients mixed within it!
|DDDD!!!
[For, with the woman's regal bearing, she could be nothing if not at least a Lady. Grinning in delight, Felicia gladly accepted the tomatoe-y, lettuce-y smoothie and took a sip of it from the straw.
It wasn't a sweet drink, but good drinks didn't have to be sweet. Bloody Marys, for example.]
Mm! This is really good! Do...do you want to try some?
:99999999999
Umu! It would not be wise to take something that another likes from them, you yearned this beverage for quite awhile. You should indulge and in return, you will just tell me how helpful I was.
( with the ingredients, nero does wonder what the taste could be like, but she can not take it from her. )
XP
So helpful that I don't mind sharing. I never would have been able to get it without you.
:OOO
Umu! Then I shall indulge in maybe a small sip. You will forgive me if taking a sip from the same straw! ( taking the cup, she waits a moment before actually taking a taste. )
Good, good. You know just what to say to make me smile! ( and there she goes to take a small taste of the drink, let's see how this turns out. )
;D
[She was just glad that her new friend helped her get the lovely drink...and she was going to watch on bated breath for the petite woman's reaction.]
;9
:p
And in both of their hands were knives, meant for throwing.
A third figure-- a young man with hair the color of ash, also dressed as a member of the serving staff-- was by their side with similar weapons, and overseeing the three of them was a grizzled, scarred but kind hearted old soldier.
All three were young, not even in their teens, and they were being trained to fight.
An odd skill, no doubt, but one that seemed necessary. And, despite the young man's petty complaints and the various flounderings of the two young women, the one that seemed to be Felicia was clearly enjoying herself.
Fighting was something she could do, and it was nice not being scolded over dropping the plates for once!]