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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[Sand castles are great and all - but they could improve from a little bit of green, wouldn't you say? Hence why you might be surprised to find as you walk through that there's actually some... vines curling against the walls? Whoa, weird!
You can follow the trail a short ways to eventually make it to Tytree - wearing the """swim jock""" also known as The One with the Literal Butt Hole - with his ass planted firmly on the ground so that it looks like he's just wearing a normal swimsuit and stupid floaties. Apparently that doesn't bug him.
He's also got some grass growing around him, long grass, that he's not trying to weave into... a grass skirt. Grumbling to himself.]
Why's it gotta be like this anyway, huh...?! What was wrong with my clothes?!
[His fingers definitely aren't deft enough to really make an effective grass skirt but A GUY'S GOTTA DO WHAT A GUY'S GOTTA DO.]
[ PHASE II : DRESS IN DRAG ]
We gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go!
[Could it be that you have to go?
The sandcastle is starting to collapse and Tytree is not wasting a second. He's making a mad dash, half-naked and half grass-skirted up, praying that no one sees an unfortunate flash of buttcheek as he's running.
But he's also picking up anyone who looks like they're a ) struggling or b ) just not running fast enough for his tastes, whether it's by princess-carry or tossing someone right over his shoulder.
Is the menace here the sandcastle or Tytree?]
[ PHASE IV : AND DO THE HULA? ]
[Whether you were ready or not to be shoved into one of these giant orbs, Tytree is... excited to say the least.]
Wahoo!! This is awesome, whoa!
[HE SAYS, KICKING HIS FOOT OUT SO HE CAN ACTUALLY GET A RUNNING START AGAINST THE WAVES?
Does that actually take you guys anywhere?
What did you do to deserve to be stuck in this ball with a hyperactive moron dressed like he's ready to hula?]
Phase II
This... this castle!! It is collapsing, like an unrealized dream of one's youth!!
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AND HE'S WEARING.... THAT
OH.]
Is.... Is that what it is?! How do you still have time to talk all poetically when we might suffocate?!
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Because I am in the springtime of my youth!! Tytree-kun, is your youth at full power as well?! Please, show me your absolute best!
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You're challenging me first thing?! You really don't know when to stop, do you, dude?!
[that said he's
also going to start sprinting a little faster???
HIS MANHOOD (or his youth?) IS APPARENTLY AT STAKE]
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so whether she's covering her eyes or not, he's still going to get an entire tongue-thrashing. her dogs are far more friendlier, though, approaching him and sniffing him curiously. he can even pat them, if he wants! they won't bite if she doesn't order them to. ]
What are you — why are you...
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Don't you have a single shred of decency in you?! Can't you find something more elegant to wear?!
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a girl and a dog??? hello dogs. he's immediately dropping into a crouch (help) just to try to catch the dogs before they end up lost in the tall grass.......]
I-I-I-It's not what it looks like!!
[HE'S NOT A PERVERT, MISS, REALLY]
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while her dogs wouldn't get lost in tall grass, they appreciate open hands! hands that are the source of lots of nice, comforting pats, so they'll yip excitedly next to him anyway, because unlike their master, these pure dogs won't judge him for flashing his buttcheeks for the masses to view.
still, he can hide all he wants, but he can still hear her... probably! that, or she's just yelling at a bunch of grass. how embarrassing. ]
Then, what explanation do you have? Flapping your behind for the entire world to see is the action of an attention-seeking, unwashed savage. Is that what you are?
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ii!
[ And OH BOY can Mikazuki feel every grain of sand that's found its way into his sheath. It's more uncomfortable than being practically naked. It's somewhat the sensation of being buried alive, almost? He shudders and continues to pat this helpful stranger for some assistance!!! hear the plea of an old man ]
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There is a grandpa in his arms but then he's honestly just going to be struggling to stop, his heels digging into the sand and he's just barely avoiding losing his footing as his head turns to look back at the way that they came. THERE'S A SWORD IN THAT SAND PIT NOW?
Gingerly putting Mikazuki back on the ground and then already starting to trot back-]
You have to keep running! Just keep running - I'll get your sword!
[HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND BUT THIS GUY LOOKS SO SAD??? TYTREE DIDN'T MEAN TO DO THAT]
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EXCEPT...instead of just running out of the sand castle like he was instructed to, Mikazuki heads back to Tytree! How could he just leave him to look for his sword? There's SO MUCH SAND too, and Mikazuki's connection to his vessel will help pinpoint it much faster! ]
My apologies for coming back but I cannot leave you alone to do this for me. [ how did this get so shounen anime ]
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...But he's also not going to let some punk flounder when they're on a quest to cover themselves up, either. SO.]
Let me help.
[He'll help weave the grass skirt, okay!!
(Even if he could totally hand over one of his many towels instead but no.)]
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The breeze has touched him in a place it shouldn't have.
But he's just going to look at Kashuu with surprise and recognition - ]
Ahh, it's you!! Nice - I'm glad to see a familiar face. Is this the kind of thing that you do as a hobby?
[weaving?? grass skirts??]
Thanks, though! I'll totally return the favor somehow!
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[As if it's an unreasonable one to ask WHEN NO, IT REALLY ISN'T... But whatever okay, as long as Tytree stays seated while they work, there won't be any casualties today. Kashuu will join him, glancing around at the grass and vines curiously before reaching for a handful of the former and holding his hand out for the skirt Tytree has already... created.]
Hey, did you do all of this? The plants and stuff.
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IV!
but then he's shoved into a ball, and he does let out a surprised yelp.
AND THE GUY IS ALREADY READY TO GO. THIS IS TOO FAST FOR SHION!!! No, no! he's been in worse situations where everything moved faster... he got this. ]
Hey-- hey! Wait a minute!
[ Shion needs to catch his breath. god is already taking him out. ] I think we have to work together if we want to get somewhere...
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Hmm.... Maybe! You could be onto something....
[wtf that was such a simple thought
Still though, he's turning to Shion properly then, stepping around carefully and then trying to offer him a hand so he can properly stand and catch his breath.]
Here - maybe it'll work better if we're both on our feet!
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but everything can be solved if you apply... SCIENCE to it. or just normal logic, you know. ]
Haha, sorry... It was my fault we weren't going anywhere.
[ because he wasn't doing anything to help, pretty much. just adding dead weight. ]
Thank you... [ Shion sheepishly scratches his cheek. but now onto the plan! ] Oh! But...
[ he stretches his hands out and pushes against the hamster ball. ] I think if we push and just go at a steady momentum... We'll probably move. You look much stronger too, so you'll definitely be a big help.
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phase ii;
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Gughh!! Wait, wait, why are you doing that?!
[he doesn't want to drop her into the sand?]
You're making it harder to get us both out of here!!
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[ WHY WAS SHE A GRAB MAGNET-- ]
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So you don't know how to drive and you don't know how to make a grass skirt? I'm starting to be a little let-down. [But she can see what he's trying to do. A for effort.] Need some help?
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Tytree's sweating for a hot second because also he struggles encountering girls in this state of undress??? Except aside from a flash of PANIC IN HIS EYES there's a firm attempt to look at Rise's eyes. And only her eyes.]
I....
[WORDS]
Y-Yeah - I mean, if you think you can help out!! And then I can make you one too, if you want.
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Where'd the grass come from anyway? I thought it couldn't really grow in the sand.
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Uh.
[She'll let him give it his best effort for a bit!!
But.
Yeah, sand. Castles. Collapsing.]
... Iiiiii could go faster. [Just saying.]
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