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//EVENT032.EXE

Who: CERES and associated intellectual property
When: OOC: 8/01 - 8/08, IC: 8/16 - 8/19
Where: Cerealia™
What: PR really was important. Who'd have thought?
Rating/Warning: Currently none! Please let us know if the log heads into R-related territory so we can lock it!




//event032.EXE



Everything is normal today during the early hours of the morning. There's really no hint, no way of knowing, no anything that could indicate that CERES -- and thus Cerealia -- is about to irrevocably change. There would be birds chirping, if there were birds, but since there aren't any, there's just the constant sounds of a city in motion, humming with technology even that early in the morning.

And then, regardless of where you are or what you're doing or how early it is, everyone's CereVices flicker on to show a perhaps-familiar, perhaps-unfamiliar face.

Bellona Recreare, the business owner of Cerealia and CEO of CERES, stares at everyone with a flat, cold look. She doesn't seem happy.

(When is she ever?)

It has come to my attention that there has been industrial espionage and corporate sabotage in CERES' personnel. Such a thing will not be tolerated.

Due to this, Mosley's employment with CERES has been terminated. Please now direct any public relations questions to 1-800-7322934844444.


Good day.

//SCENARIOS.EXE


PHASE I

[ 6:00 ] Bright and early, not long after that sudden announcement by Bellona, you may decide to go back to sleep, or you may decide to get up and go about your day (or you may not have woken up at all).

Either way, it doesn't matter.

Because your apartment is broken.

The entire apartment. The door is locked shut (and that sucker is solid metal so it might be time to try a window), the HOLO(gm) is flickering wildly between settings, and the blender is out for your blood. Anything technological in any way (that is CERES-brand or has been tampered with by CERES) will be malfunctioning in a way that comes across as... oddly malicious.

Now's a bad time for the late sleepers to realize that the beds, too, have auto-control tech functionality. Hope you enjoy that electroshock wake up call, or the fact that the bed could fling you totally across the room.

PHASE II

[ 10:00 ] The rest of the city isn't faring so well either.

The trains are completely out of commission; even if the doors do open, it's probably not a good idea to get on. If you do, it looks like the doors will slam shut behind you, and the train will go hurtling forward at dangerous speeds with sudden stops. Many of the shops can't be accessed at all, automated doors refusing to open, and worst of all, every single last piece of tech in Cerealia now seems to have the sole goal of Making Your Life Hard.

The Pleasure District is flooded now that the spas are broken, but hey -- at least the perfume ensures that water smells good, and it's pretty warm. That's good, right? Maybe go for a nice swim.

The CERES police bots are out of control, chasing people down to arrest them for imagined crimes (What do you mean you aren't a closet voyeur?), and heaven forbid you're around any of the auto shops when everything goes totally wrong. The auto-drive feature in many of CERES's cars seem to be a little... finicky today. It doesn't seem like anywhere in the city is exempt from this. Good luck.

And towards the end of the second day of this insanity, the train, with whatever unfortunate passengers are on it, will derail. It crashes into part of the shopping district, leveling buildings and leaving the wrecked overturn husk of a train resting there uselessly.

Suddenly, things don't seem so harmless anymore.

PHASE III

[ 11:00 ] Of course... you're CERES-owned too.

Your code, rather, is made and owned by CERES, and it's inevitable with the craziness going on that it would soon affect everyone's code as well. So as the hour approaches noon, a few unlucky souls may start to notice that things are just Not Quite Right with them. Their powers may be on the fritz, functioning entirely wrong or not at all, or even stranger -- fire powers turning into water, ice into flame, electricity brings mud. Your clothing might suddenly change when your coding glitches, or it might be gone entirely. You may suddenly have an uncontrollable urge to start singing, or frolicking. You may suddenly be wildly in love with the first person (or robot or mirror) that you see, unable to stop it until the odd glitching wears off.

And then, just like that, you're back to normal, if a bit more tired than before. How troublesome.

There are also moments where what appears to be an ID number appears on the back of your neck in glowing light blue numbers. Each of these codes is a 7 digit number, with an E at the front of the number. It appears that the longer you've been in Cerealia, the lower the number is -- like a brand of some sort. You may not be able to see it yourself with it on the back of your neck like that, but everyone else sure can.

PHASE IV

[ 16:45 ] And, just like that, on the last day of this madness, the city goes dark. The lights cut out. The technology shuts off. Every last robot in Cerealia is completely and totally down, and can no longer be booted up. Even when the lights come back on in a few hours... the robots remain dead.

Cerealia's a lot harder to function in without those handy dandy robots running the place. It's also a lot more desolate, and rather quiet.

Slowly but surely, the rest of the technology will boot itself back up towards the end of the last day. But the robots remain broken, and cannot be fixed. In fact, opening them up will reveal that nothing's wrong with them at all... they just won't wake up.

As time ticks by, it doesn't look like Bellona will address anything on the network about the events and all people are left to do now is... learn how to function again. Without any help.

BONUS

[ ??:?? ] If you were a stupid brave enough soul to log into ViViD during this time (or were unfortunately glitched there, which could happen), you will find that ViViD is in... safe mode. It's struggling to boot up, and even when you finally enter, you'll find yourself wandering through skeleton levels of half-completed scenery and incomplete quests. There are readings in the corner of each level that can be seen now, one about Energy Gain and one about Energy Loss, and just as the gain goes up the longer you are there, the loss, too, rises. At first, it's fascinating, and it isn't particularly dangerous... but then it becomes clear that you can't actually log out.

You can't exit Safe Mode at all.

Slowly, it feels as though you can breathe less and less, that the empty walls of the level are closing in on you... and there's nothing you can do. Unless you are or find a particularly genius hacker and they can access the source code and find the exit buried inside that code within the next few minutes... there's nothing to be done.

And then everything goes dark.

You'll wake up the next IC day, with those same energy readings marked on your wrist like some sort of bright blue digital tattoo. When you wake in the mornings, it will read at 100% and slowly go down during the course of the day until you sleep. It will fade after three IC days.

And from now on, ViViD always has those energy levels in the corner, even when it's fixed. They always seem to be recording you, every time you're in ViViD. 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 August 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 8/01 to 8/08, or IC 8/16 to 8/19. Should this event log hit Captcha, there is an all-purpose overflow here. Thank you!

adornmental: (lame af)

[personal profile] adornmental 2016-08-08 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I wouldn't trust anything that's really tech-based right now, y'know? I mean, even the vending machines are going nuts. Again.

[Again. He's so tired.]
notsogreedy: (i wish i knew)

Re: II

[personal profile] notsogreedy 2016-08-08 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[He blinks at Eiji's eye color changing again, but he decides not to say anything at all if they're back to the way they have been. No point.]

Then stay put. There are other people helping already.
dereban: ❥ all icons are my own unless otherwise denoted. (Default)

[personal profile] dereban 2016-08-08 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
That's possible, but what would they gain from that?
cryptologic: (▲ they will possess you)

[personal profile] cryptologic 2016-08-08 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Anything helps???

Dipper sets himself up for another shot at the handle - though after hearing that clanging on the other side of the door, he's not sure if this is really in his best interest - but whatever. He won't abandon Yosuke to his fate!! ]


Here it comes! [ He musters all his mass and throws it into that swing, knocking the door handle clean off this time. The door shakes loose, but Dipper falls into a heap on the floor. That swing took the rest of his body with it, whoops. ]

Ow...
niceguypose: (pure joy)

[personal profile] niceguypose 2016-08-08 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
[The most shape, apparently. Luckily Lee's only looking straight ahead, although it's also keeping him from realizing that he should slow down.]

It is not much further, Naoto-san! Thanks to this spirited jog, we are making great time! [And lo, soon they are both in the residential district and approaching a clothing store!]
cryptologic: (▲ right between the eyes)

[personal profile] cryptologic 2016-08-08 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ (Short-lived, har har). ]

Oh, man, seriously?!

[ Guess they're more flexible than Dipper assumed. He starts tugging on a branch to loose it and throw it down on the mannequins below. ]

For having no heads, they're surprisingly coordinated!
lethechained: (Shade)

[personal profile] lethechained 2016-08-08 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ A danger and ashamed of it, judging by her expression. The way she's watching him, one might almost think she's half expecting him to turn tail and run. That he doesn't - she isn't sure how to feel about that. ]

[ Because it's touching, really it is, but at the same time, she feels a rush of frustration. Oh, it's his nature, the heroic types are always that way; too good, too kind, too stubborn when it comes to helping. She knows that and respects it and is comforted by it, and yet-- and yet she almost wants to shake him, wants to tell him to stop being an idiot and leave already, even though that isn't actually what she wishes for. ]


Don't you get it--?

[ It's pleading, almost, though what she's pleading for she isn't sure. For him to understand and make his own choice, for him to leave whether he understands or not - all she knows is he's in danger and she can't find it in herself to willingly be selfish without at least fighting the impulse. ]

I might hurt you - or even kill you, and there's nothing either of us can do about it...!
manolia: (5)

[personal profile] manolia 2016-08-08 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Before speaking, Chibi adjusts his wings in the hood: one, then two little shifts on either side of his head, and then he's shifting the two cloaks around him.]

Thank you. I will give it back, I just... Have to find something else to cover my head until my own comes back. [With a little sheepish grin:] It is a cultural thing for my people; showing them is very intimate. The hats are as vital as pants might be for you.

... These glitches, huh.
yourotherleft: (kind smile)

[personal profile] yourotherleft 2016-08-08 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Looks like we're all better off just cooking on open fire and using our own damn feet to get from place to place, eh? [he says like that's such a breeze for him] I don't mind roughing it if it comes to that.
faithfulflame: (Default)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2016-08-08 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Hardly. You're quite kind.
onerous: (Default)

Phase I

[personal profile] onerous 2016-08-08 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[The best (worst?) part about all of this is that finding Lee outside her window is a pretty normal occurrence for her now, so she's only mildly surprised.

Mostly she's just relieved, because it means she can get out of here. She hurries over and forces the window open; she looks fine, more or less, though there are some bruises forming on her shoulder from where her shoulder slammed a wall earlier.
]

What's going on? Everything's malfunctioning! [Belatedly she realizes that's not really a proper greeting, but look, desperate times, etc. etc.]

You're alright, though? [She adds, eyeing him carefully]
fadeling: (Default)

[personal profile] fadeling 2016-08-08 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Vivienne calls me a demon. People don't understand so they're afraid instead of trying.
cryptologic: (▲ i just wanna stay in the sun)

[personal profile] cryptologic 2016-08-08 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dipper takes deep, steadying breaths as his guard drops. He's no longer in danger - if he ever was physically. Emotionally, he'd felt threatened enough, and now that his adrenaline is slowing down, he's finding himself pretty exhausted.

And then that question hits. There aren't any secrets left now, are there?

...But this isn't about Dipper.

Yu probably already knows, anyway. Mabel would have told him, or Rise, or Rei.

So much had happened since then. It was even before he'd disappeared.

What would be the point of bringing it up now?

This isn't about him. ]


No secrets. [ A drawn smile, even if he can't deny a sinking feeling in his stomach. Even if for the right reasons, has he ever deliberately lied to Yu before?

This isn't about him. ]


For what it's worth...I think I understand why you never told me.
forceofnature: (Command)

[personal profile] forceofnature 2016-08-08 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Do whatever your heart tells you to do.

[Viridi whispers reverentially as she breathes heavily. ...It might be for the best if they don't respond to her any more until they actually reach the ice cream shop since she's probably only going to get weirder.]
faithfulflame: <user name=cupcake-graphics> (Rei Sad)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2016-08-08 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. I guess, I probably should just let Hiro take a look at him.

[She perks up a little bit at that, meeting Soleil's eyes finally, and taking in the armor.]

Rough week for you too?
neverexpected: (magic is pretty weird)

[personal profile] neverexpected 2016-08-08 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[PHASE II]

[It had taken a while to get used to the idea of trains for Lavellan, a young elven woman who only knew magic and the most rudimentary of technology. After learning about the electricity and steel that drove them forward, that initial trepidation turned into fascination. Sometimes she found herself aimlessly riding the trains just to have a bit of fun, but today would be dedicated to watching them lurch along somehow.]

[Her brow furrows in concern when the squealing starts and quickly shifts into outright shock and sudden surprise when the train derails. Without further thought, she drops the bags dangling precariously from her arms and rushes towards the accident, shouting for others to do the same.]


Come on! We have to help!!!

[She may be addressing you, or she may be coming to your rescue. Either way, she's on a mission to do whatever she can to save as many people as possible.]

[PHASE III]

[Funny how after her last long heart-to-heart with Cole, Aeneth had been musing on how the mark embedded in her left palm felt as much a natural part of her as the hand itself.]

[Funny how it roared to life, pain arching up her arm all the way to her shoulder, a green glow spitting flame like shots of energy from her fingertips. Instinct forces her to curl around her arm, dropping to her knees with a barely held yelp of pain.]

[It's never acted like this before. It's never caused her fear. The mark was a gift. The mark was her way to protect Thedas. Why is it betraying her now, of all times? Between the white hot agony and her panic, Lavellan is barely able to choke out her words:]


S-Stay back...! I don't... I don't know if I can control it...!

[WILDCARD???]

[WILDCARD!!!]
Edited 2016-08-08 02:46 (UTC)
forceofnature: (Confused)

[personal profile] forceofnature 2016-08-08 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
That... was a blobfish.

[Viridi groans a little bit as she continues to lie spread-eagle on the ground.]

Not one of my prettier children. I might have... rushed the deep sea a little bit. It's Poseidon's fault. If he's going to be god of the sea, he needs to take care of the whole sea, not outsource half of it to me.

You should just probably feel sorry for it....
cryptologic: (▲ for soon we'll away)

[personal profile] cryptologic 2016-08-08 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe it's one of those situations where he quit before he could get fired.
youraffection: shadow (shadow09)

[personal profile] youraffection 2016-08-08 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yu's always so good at that, isn't he? Making everything look effortless. That had pissed Yosuke off initially, something he could never do. his Shadow remembers it well, though it's slowly churned inside of him and turned into something new. There's a sense of awe that accompanies it now, a constant state of how can anyone be like this? Sometimes it does bother him, but admiration and unconditional affection usually barrel it over pretty quickly.

Even now, there's a gleam as he watches Yu hop to the half wall. Yosuke's forced to turn his head up to his partner, however, and that's not something that sits well with him. ]


I'd say we're on the same footing... [ His eyes trail down from Yu's face to his shoes, pointedly where they stand a few inches away from his thigh. ] ...but it looks like you're still a little...above me, huh, partner?

[ He huffs, turning to look back up to the other boy's face. ]

Whatever happened to "equals"?
forceofnature: (Disgust)

[personal profile] forceofnature 2016-08-08 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Because... Because...!

[She struggles to find a suitable complaint but ends up just giving a shrug instead.]

OK, fine! Whatever, eat the giraffe. It won't be my fault if it ends up tasting like sewage or something.

[The tunaraffe begins to look slightly alarmed, though it's not entirely clear given that fish don't have many facial expressions. In any case, it begins to drunkenly stagger away down the street.]
Edited 2016-08-08 02:43 (UTC)
cryptologic: (▲ and wonder if)

[personal profile] cryptologic 2016-08-08 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe it's not something they deliberately chose to do. Maybe things are really out of their control.
faithfulflame: (Rei Smarmy)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2016-08-08 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
I've been here half a year. I really needed to be.

[She is also paranoid, but that comes with years of constant fighting.]

And yes, actually. Do me a favor and start getting those tent stakes out and make sure they're not broken. Then go put four at the top of the hill, in a square formation, okay? I'm going to tie this tarp down as a roof.
cryptologic: (▲ there's a bad moon on the rise)

[personal profile] cryptologic 2016-08-08 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. [ Right. Different worlds, different traditions and all. ] Graves are where the dead are interred in some cultures. Their final resting place. In the ground.
faithfulflame: <user name=cupcake-graphics> (Rei Thinky Thoughts)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2016-08-08 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Perhaps, but corporate espionage usually has dire consequences...
testoffayth: <user name=gospelle> (Staring)

[personal profile] testoffayth 2016-08-08 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! We...[Wait.] People bury their dead in other worlds? Isn't that dangerous? Don't they become Fiends, if they aren't...quieted...somehow?