PHASE I [ ?? ?? ] This time, ViViD is a deathtrap.
There is random magma everywhere, monsters will spawn at random, and at some points, the game is entirely unplayable. It’s like the dev team totally disappeared mid-constructing the level.
Oh wait, that’s exactly what happened.
Monsters may spawn on top of you, you may suddenly be standing in a poisonous bog, you may suddenly lose your powers, or your senses, or so many different things --
It’s time to get out of here, ASAP.
Thankfully, the exit is obvious. Like. Blindingly obvious. It’s got a big sign over it that says EXIT
And just like that, you’ll be out of ViViD and --
PHASE II [ 0830 ] When you wake up (and it’s strange, because you were sure that you were logging out just a second ago), it’s in a pile of bodies.
They’re cold, but not in the same sense that a dead body would be cold. While they are lifeless and look incredibly real, they don’t feel real. They feel like dolls, mannequins, empty models and nothing more. Their code doesn’t seem to be functioning right.
And what some characters may realize upon looking at this pile of bodies is that they are all of the characters who were sacrifices before. Any character that was dropped who had a high magical or spiritual affinity is there in that pile of bodies, lifeless and eyes blank and vacant. Even you might be there, staring at your own dead body -- but it isn’t real It can be touched, but it’s really nothing more than a lifeless body.
You’ll have to crawl out of that pile of bodies to get anywhere, and then you’ll realize -- you’re in the Sanctuary, a building built by the characters as a safe place from CERES. And it’s looking pretty run-down at this point. The technology in it no longer functions, there is no security on it whatsoever…
Oh, and now there’s a pile of bodies. Great.
PHASE III [ 1000 ] There’s also a robot.
It’s wandering from place to place, though it’s impossible to follow. One second it’s there, the next it’s just gone.
Also, it’s wearing this. Weird.
But even with that on its face, the robot seems focused on one thing in particular. In fact, it has a sign, and it says:
Down with CERES. Up with Robots.
That’s a happy, cheerful message. If you try to go up to it to talk to it, it will look at you before...bonking you on the head with the sign and running off. That’s incredibly rude.
Alternatively, you may be safe and sound in your home, but then the doorbell rings, and there’s the robot again. The duck mask is gone, but now instead it has a pin on his fake lapel, and then he’s shoving a pamphlet at you.
He tips his hat, and then he’s gone. Weird.
(Also, if you hold onto the pamphlet, it will lead you directly to the person whose picture is on it, and you’ll feel like you’ve known them and have loved them for years.)
PHASE IV [ 1245 ] But not all is fun and games and shenanigans. There is something...well, strange happening, and the first real realization of that will be when it starts to rain. More than just the localized rain that a few unfortunates have dealt with -- no, it’s raining completely and totally, and that’s when it might hit you.
For the first time in Cerealia, there’s weather.
It’ll rain for a few hours, and then it’ll stop and become hot and sunny. It may get humid, considering it’s a jungle planet. At night, it’ll get rather cold.
Seems like whatever was keeping Cerealia’s atmosphere stable is now gone -- which also means that characters may start to occasionally experience headaches, nausea and dizziness if they go too close to the walls. It seems safer in the center of the city, and the Residential District is still okay, but… there’s no doubt that the planet’s atmosphere is starting to encroach on the city.
BONUS [ why o'clock ] But who cares about all of that? More importantly, you are here in this… totally not shoddy city to have fun, and it’s still being advertised as a pleasure colony. Or, well, it would be if, you know, CERES was still around.
But close enough.
And as a pleasure colony, it would figure that the first robots to really get fixed are...well, the Pleasure District robots. Unfortunately, the Pleasure District is still a nice big mess, so now they’re wandering the entire colony, looking for people they can hug, massage or...try to drag into more explicit activities.
Welcome to Cerealia!
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Vanished? Vanished where? They are this colony, can not just leave! Argh, cowards!
[She's getting mad all over again]
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Even if she's not angry at him (hopefully?? don't shoot the messenger—), he winces and holds his hands up as if to appease her.]
We don't know, but they announced that Mosley's employment was terminated, and then all of the technology here went out of control, and after things calmed down, they suddenly couldn't be contacted or found anywhere. So... yeah, they've disappeared, pretty much.
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How dare they! Wanted to hit them myself! [Honestly that's the biggest betrayal here. How is she supposed to get her revenge when they're not here?!
Oona crosses her arms over her chest, tapping her foot with an agitated energy.] Mosley, eh? Did he do something? Surprising, or maybe not so much...
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[Though there's probably a line for that.]
He was working against CERES and they finally did something about it, from the sound of things. I'll admit that I never met Mosley myself, so I can't say much on the subject personally.
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He was... interesting. [She laughs a little, looking amused despite herself.] Liked him, a little. Was not so bad as the rest of them.
[Oona takes a deep breath and sighs, looking around.] What is your name anyhow? [She glances curiously to his ears] You are not human?
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[... And then he gives a start, one hand instinctively going up to his ear as he stares at Oona, because who asks that to a complete stranger.]
Um...
[This is not a discussion he wants to be having, thank you!!]
My name's Karl, and sorry to disappoint, but I am—human, that is.
[Technically not a lie, since he is half-human (probably; strictly speaking, he doesn't know for sure, but ehhhh). Less technically... yeah, he's lying, as no, he's not about to admit to being nonhuman to some girl he doesn't know for no reason.]
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[Look, even if this place has a disappointingly high number of humans, at least they're like, cool human? Usually? Please be a cool human. Half-human. Thing.]
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Huh? Yeah, I've got some sorcery at my disposal...
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Show me!
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I'm sorry?
[Okay, he heard her, but still.]
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Show. Me. Magic.
[oona that is rude]
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Do you see any of those people around? Besides, who cares! Did not ask to see their magic, asked to see yours'!
[She looks a little impatient and irritated]
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It's really not that impressive, but... if you want to see it that badly, could we at least go outside?
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Come, come! [She grabs at his arm, fully intent on dragging him out the doors if she has to. It's gotta be something big and flashy if they're going outside, right?!]
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H-Hey!
[Well, he won't struggle too much if she drags him along, but he'd really like his arm/right to walk back, please.]
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She smiles eagerly, practically bouncing of her feet] So? So?
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[He steps back, before removing his halberd from where he keeps it attached on his back. Energy begins forming around it in swirls of blue, centering around the blade—and then a draconic spirit forms behind him. Its transparency pulses, as if not quite existing. Because, you know, it's a spirit.
Taking in a breath, he swings his halberd towards the sky. Blue light flashes around him and Oona, as he sends shards of ice flying into nothingness, with the spirit following suit by sending a blast of chilled air in the same direction, before the spirit then fades.]