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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!

gaian: (dimwit)

[personal profile] gaian 2016-08-03 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[This doesn't stop Karl from inwardly bracing himself, even as he tries to sit up (ow) and smiles sheepishly at her.]

Thanks... Haha, I guess I owe you one...
prosecutory: (♙ it's so far away)

[personal profile] prosecutory 2016-08-03 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Fire powers, the sense of the familiar niggling at the back of his mind...Edgeworth nods, and strides through the fire escape. Pess follows with a whine.]

Thank you...Sailor Mars, I presume?
faithfulflame: (Rei Skeptical)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2016-08-03 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that may be but it's not...appropriate...for public. This is something humans would wear in private to impress a lover.

[She can be patient with her awkward purple duckling.]

Can you...follow me? I'm just going to take some new clothes from one of the shops. The whole city is in chaos anyway, since the train crashed.

[What a rebel, she's looting.]

You can see now. That's...got to be a little jarring?
tiarae: (Grew)

[personal profile] tiarae 2016-08-03 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
Huh? Oh....Y-yes!

[It takes her a moment to register what actually happened. Of course Rei has mentioned him to her. It's just that Usagi herself somehow hadn't quite met him yet. Until now. Her gaze turns from staring at the flailing robot attempting to get back up to her rescuer, blue eyes wide.]

Thank you.
mombastic: (Oy vay)

[personal profile] mombastic 2016-08-03 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
No... you pushed me out of the way to protect me, didn't you?

[ She's not too happy about that, but she only sighs a little before she focuses and a glowing golden light seeps into him. If nothing else, it ought to heal any physical wound, which should help with the sitting. ]
tiarae: (Just one more weekend)

[personal profile] tiarae 2016-08-03 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Kaneda-kun! Be careful!

[But that's all Usagi manages, before his kick makes contact and he and the robot get knocked back. The movement thankfully freeing Usagi's hair rather than pulling at it farther as she drops to her knees, a hand to her chest as she looks to them.]

A-are you okay?

[As much as she wants to approach and check on him, caution is setting in, until she's more certain the robot won't grab at her again.]
gaian: (half-assed)

[personal profile] gaian 2016-08-03 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[He appreciates it greatly—the pain from the instability in his blood might still be there, but it's nice not having a (particularly) hurting leg.]

Uh... well, I'm glad it worked!

[Seeing as how Otome's not outwardly angry, he's trying to keep it that way, so forgive any awkwardness on his part.]
prosecutory: (♙ shake me)

[personal profile] prosecutory 2016-08-03 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Edgeworth grits his teeth. The first officer robot reaching for him - maybe to clap a pair of handcuffs on his wrists - is beheaded with a quick slice from his sword.]

I don't think it's my cravat you should be watching out for!

[He glances up briefly at Soleil; she could fight, at least, so she could demolish the robots from the rear and the two of them could bull their way toward the middle. A second robot attempts to grab him in a bear hug, only to be kicked down and stabbed.]
mombastic: (This phone of mine etc. awesome power)

[personal profile] mombastic 2016-08-03 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
... Please don't risk yourself for my sake right now, okay? You're already suffering enough as it is.

[ Time to help him up again. She'll be more prepared next time. ]
tetherbell: (Fly away)

[personal profile] tetherbell 2016-08-03 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Good question. Let's take a look!

[Flight comes in handy. She ascends up to survey the situation...]

Oh, dear. This is worse than I realized. The transportation is running wild, sections of the city are submerging, the orderlies are in disorder...
forgeabettertomorrow: (Face tomorrow)

[personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow 2016-08-03 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Great.

So the entire city is going straight to hell. Where do we start?
gaian: (dimwit)

[personal profile] gaian 2016-08-03 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Can't help it. It's instinct...

[And up they go again! Similarly, he'll be trying to pay more attention to his Impiety Orb (as difficult as that is with his head swimming) in hopes that its disaster-detecting function can help them if this occurs again.

... He's already been hit twice by something since this started, and he'd rather not find out if third time's the charm.]
geophile: (pic#9305590)

[personal profile] geophile 2016-08-03 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Your sarcasm clearly confirms that.

[ that gets an eye roll from him, but he's not about to hold it against him. despite knowing that it wouldn't be reciprocated should the roles be reversed, his concern is legitimate. when you sleep with someone, it's hard to not feel at least that much. ]

It's not enough to threaten your life, is it?
youraffection: (taking pride from fear)

[personal profile] youraffection 2016-08-03 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ Whoa, hey! Fashion is something that Yosuke takes very seriously! And he thinks he pulls off these jeans quite nicely, thank you. ]

What?

[ What kind of bullshit is this? He looks offended. ]

You're--you don't even wear clothes!

[ A sound argument. ]

Besides, she's allowed to know what she's being accused of, right?
prosecutory: (♖ I'm criticized)

[personal profile] prosecutory 2016-08-03 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[He's fine, just spitting out water and rose petals before looking up to find Ruby. Great, someone had to see his grand entrance.]

Yes...one moment I was in the Shopping District, and the next moment I was here.

[It's true, but it sounds so strange.]
mombastic: (Hmmmmmmmmmmmm....)

[personal profile] mombastic 2016-08-03 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Self-preservation should probably be an instinct, too.

[ Like she can talk. But she's better off right now, and at least finally making some progress toward her apartment. Which has a sealed door.

Won't this be fun. ]
youraffection: (or dirty like enslavement)

[personal profile] youraffection 2016-08-03 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ He should. He really should. Did he mention this place was weird? Because this place is super weird. ]

I don't know!

[ He knows that Mabel can be a little "out there" herself, but for once he's thinking she might be better equipped to handle this weirdness because of it. ]

Wait, are you okay?

[ She is the kid, after all. He needs to look after her as her elder. ]

Don't try to--gah!

[ His bed lunges. It freakin' lunges at him and Yosuke is forced to jump out of the way, scrambling up onto his desk. ]

This is ridiculous!
prosecutory: (♔ the good lord will take you away)

[personal profile] prosecutory 2016-08-03 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Edgeworth nods and gives her a wry grin - the grin of someone who knows what it's like to be a mess. He's been worse.

Plus, even though Cerealia went dead as though it experienced a power failure, it came at an opportune time, otherwise he would've been overwhelmed and arrested - or killed.]


I'm well aware. [He pulls out a handkerchief from his pocket that has miraculously stayed clean all this time and holds it to his torn cheek.]
bruiserprincess: (Default)

[personal profile] bruiserprincess 2016-08-03 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, uh, sorry.

[She's never even met her neighbour and how she's meeting him by talking through a hole in the wall]

I didn't mean to throw it that hard.

[She did mean to throw it though]
faithfulflame: (Mars Red Angel)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2016-08-03 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
[IF she hadn't told him about herself already, Mars would have been on such high alert that she might have fried him then and there. But he was Edgeworth, and he was perceptive, and probably had some limited immunity to whatever spells guarded her. So.]

That's right. This is my true self. Not how I'd have chosen to show you, but it is what it is.
faithfulflame: (Rei Stunned)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2016-08-03 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
People are flesh and blood. This...he...was wires and plastic. I got to decide his personality when I bought him. [She's still in denial a little.]

But he was company. Until my best friend came, he was...all that I had. [And saying that out loud hits her hard, making her hands clutch the cybuddy tighter.]

I hated robots. I still do. But he didn't do anything wrong. He wasn't acting weird...
bruiserprincess: (Default)

[personal profile] bruiserprincess 2016-08-03 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
I'm a super strong mutant.

[It's useful]

Did you just get run down by a freaky robot car with no problem?
good_ideas: (geez || that kind of relationship)

phase ii-a

[personal profile] good_ideas 2016-08-03 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Unfortunately, Shiho wasn't as charitable towards these poor little cleaning robots, especially not when she sees that they've got Naminé cornered.

So she does something that Minamoto would probably not have approved of. She throws a can and then points at a passerby that she doesn't know.]


Litterer!

[Hopefully they start going after that other person instead. She's sure that they'll be fine. Maybe.]
testoffayth: I made this (Ifrit)

[personal profile] testoffayth 2016-08-03 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Well, then let us do what we can.

[Yuna gestures with her staff, commanding Ifrit to move inside and do what he could, using his best judgement. It's tough, a tight squeeze, but the Aeon gets inside the car and peers at the wall, snorting.]

I will move the metal, human. You get the people. Won't hold for long.

Massive arms reach out to the wall, and his feet dig into the steel floor. A heave and with a screech of steel the car wall starts to bow back, rubble shifting behind it.]
gaian: (poser)

[personal profile] gaian 2016-08-03 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Ideally, I would've been able to do something about the cart, but...

[Stupid glitching body.

... And stupid glitching door, because oh dear.]