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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[It's not like Quatre is a stranger to death, really. Honestly it's the exact opposite. War has, unfortunately, made him quite intimately familiar with it. And this, whatever is going on here, isn't death. Dead things had to be alive first, right? And whatever these bodies were, they certainly don't seem like they fit that category. It's disturbing though, and the blond is scrambling away as best he can, down and away, falling over one of the motionless, lifeless forms and straight into someone a great deal more alive.] Sorry... sorry, are you okay?
[He's disoriented. As far as he can remember, no time has passed since he was last right here -- or well okay not right here, in his apartment in the residential district. How's he supposed to know it's been months? And he can't figure out how he wound up here, in the sanctuary, or what happened to it.]
[Phase IV]
[Quatre is a smart enough guy. As he makes his way through the city -- the state it's in the disarray, the weather -- he's starting to realize something strange is going on, that a great deal more time has passed than he expected it to. And it's got him shaken. Very shaken.
Of course the fact that he's drenched definitely isn't helping. The fact that he's drenched and wandering far too close to the edge of the city and the walls isn't helping. Nor is the fact that it's getting dark. And cold.
The small blond is a shivering mess, and too turned around to figure out where he went wrong in his directions.] I'm definitely lost. What is going on here...
[He'll remember his communicator in a bit, once his mind clears.]
[Bonus]
[Once he finally has himself turned back around he's making his way back towards where he thinks he lives. But who even knows anymore? But that doesn't go as planned either.
And instead Quatre is trying (as politely as possible) to convince a robot that he does not need to be escorted anywhere.] No. No, that's fine. Thank you. I'm fine. Please let go... [It's got his arm though, and he is tragically small. So digging his heels in and trying to pull his arm free is only getting him so far.] Stop!
[Help? Please?]
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Oona | OTA
[Well, alright then. To say this is a bad wake-up would be an understatement, and oona wastes no time in voicing his displeasure by screaming. Loudly.
The screaming turns into unintelligible cursing as she scrambles from the doll... body...things, breathing hard.] Eh? Eh!? Fake? Who-- Poor joke! Not funny! [Her speech is broken and strangely accented, but that's not important. What IS important is the savage kicking she does against the bodies in retaliation for them having scared her so badly.
How dare they.
Sorry, was that your friend she's kicking?]
Stupid-- Stupid! Wake up, and here? Why does it look so bad? Everything looks bad! ["bad' may be an understatement, but she doesn't know how else to describe it]
[Phase III]
Eh, do not know about robots, but... CERES can drown. [At least she appreciates that part of the idea. She tilts her head from one side to the other before approaching.]
Have questions. Answer them! [Her arrogant sounding demand is met with that blank stare and then-- BONK. Off the robot goes as Oona flails backwards with a comical indignant spluttering and squawking, falling right on her ass]
Wha-- What--!? See that? Saw, right? [She looks around in disbelief for someone else to commiserate with. LOOK AT THIS INJUSTICE SHE FACED]
[Phase IV]
Rain! Real rain! [Well at least someone's having fun. Oona laughs in delight, running about in the rain, dancing and spinning around in open joy. She's barely dressed for this--tiny shorts and a tank top that's unfortunately (?) white. The fact tht it's going see-through and she's very obviously not wearing anything underneath it doesn't bother her in the slightest.
Sorry everyone else?
She jumps into puddles like a kid, sending water splashing and kicking water at anyone passing by, grinning wickedly] Were looking little dry! [What a shit]
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England | ota
[... what the hell happened here?
England has just managed to escape the pile of bodies (he'd been hugged by his own lifeless body. try waking up like that), and now he is looking around the Sanctuary. it's in complete disarray. brows furrowed, he moves toward the exit and peeks outside. it's raining, and there is no sound of whirring electronics or trains.
what happened while he was gone? he has so many questions. and while he'd heard a little about what went down in ViViD, he's still confused. he sees your character passing by the Sanctuary, or perhaps you were already in the Sanctuary. but he finally approaches you] Is it true? Is CERES really gone?
PHASE IV
[he is now checking the rest of the colony itself with you. but you both get caught in a sudden storm. England is actually not bothered by the rain. he likes it, but he will look for cover for you. all he has is one of those pamphlets that he got from the weird robot. he'll hold that over you like an umbrella while you look for shelter]
I can hardly believe this. I haven't even been gone that long. For things to change so drastically... [he lets that thought trail off. it wouldn't do to think about things that could have been. things probably would have progressed the same had he stayed]
BONUS
[just for kicks, let's go looking at the mess in the Pleasure District. even here is a mess, though England doesn't know why he's surprised. as you and he are walking, a robot suddenly comes up behind you and gropes your cute butts. wow. then it wanders away.
England squawks when it happens, then glares at the robot as it saunters off] You're lucky I don't dismantle you myself! [he calls after the the bloody thing, shaking his fist threateningly]
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II, better late than never.
YO GOTTA GOOOO
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Hi, I'm late Phase II
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atsushi nakajima | open
[ Atsushi knows this place.
He knows this place, he knows Cerealia. He knows CERES, and he recognizes ViViD, and he knows that things tend to get a Bit Weird, but—
—the bodies are. A bit much.
He flinches visibly, hand clapped over his mouth to keep himself from saying something unseemly or screaming, that too. These things are so cold and so disturbingly lifelike that he can hardly believe they're fake... but they are, aren't they? They're too smooth, too hollow.
Scrambling, Atsushi tries to dislodge himself from a particularly stubborn tangle of limbs, all the while whispering: ]
Pretend they're radishes, pretend they're radishes, pretend they're radishes...
[ ???? ok atsushi ]
PHASE III : VOTE FOR PEDRO
[ So. Okay. Now Atsushi has a pamphlet.
What is he supposed to... do with this??? He's utterly lost here, he has no idea what the hell happened to CERES or the entire structure of this place, but whatever— this person might have some sort of clue, right? If they're running for some sort of position, they must be able to explain something to him...!
So hes wandering around in search of this dude, and he'll turn to whoever is closest, brandish this pamphlet, and ask with an obvious degree of timidity: ]
Ah, um... sorry, do you happen to know who this is...?
WILDCARD.
[ wildcard option! hit me up with weather things, feel free to save atsushi from a scary pleasure district robot— he needs all the help he can get, lbr. ]
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[ Rise and shine more like rise and… Death.
Because this is too many dead bodies for anyone’s taste, honestly!? Of course, the first instinct to feel is incredibly sick because… This is just too much. They feel cold, and not even like real bodies but the way they look is incredibly convincing.
While Enishi doesn’t recognize any of the faces, it’s still pretty… Creepy. ]
Uwaa… Scary… Creepy too. What kind of place is this…
[ Let’s just try to focus on getting to actual ground before he ends up feeling too nauseous… From something that isn’t alcohol for once!
But of course, trying to climb down from a mound of bodies with sandals isn’t an easy feat.
So he slips and fall. You might end up hearing a smack to the ground… And the most graceful yell! ]
[Phase IV]
[ What luck to be caught in the middle of a shower like this, huh!!
If only Enishi knew to bring an umbrella, but alas. Today is not one of those days. Naturally, he’s soaking wet now, drenched, uncomfortably drenched since he wears like, you know, three layers of clothings… Could this get any worse? ]
A.
[ So, finding some shelter would be great. Enishi at least makes an attempt to get under an awning, he’s blatantly shivering though… and— ]
A…Achoo—!
[ Eugh. Maybe he should ask for directions… Or something. ]
Ah.. Sorry, sorry~. My bad… Are you waiting for the rain to pass too?
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[ Actually, there’s a slight problem! Enishi is about 99% sure he had his dog with him too… But where is he?
Oh no… He’s in a place he knows absolutely nothing about and he totally lost Koro.
Smooth.
Koro’s a good dog and all, but the biggest worry is the fact they’re not in Edo.
So there’s a slight chance you might see a really flashy, red (and drenched) samurai yelling out the name ‘Koro’ every so often as he searches.
And here comes the big sigh, and some whining. ]
Hahh… This is the worse. The weather is too bad to be searching for you, Koro. Why did you have to run off… Where else could he be..
iv and a! HERE WE GO
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[Indeed, for Izumi, who has lost his vision due to a rendering error that's glued his eyes shut, the exit is too blindingly obvious. Shuffling across the incomplete map, he gropes at the air for a sign or anything to tell him that he isn't going in circles like an idiot.]
Ugh, this is annoying! Is anyone there? I can't be alone, right? This is a game, so I should be able to log out whenever I want, but how do I access the menu like this?
Jeez, where's Yu-san when you need her?
[But he must have a devil's luck, dodging all manner of obstacles like the magma and poisonous bog by pure chance. Does that luck last when he, at last, feels his hands touch something – or someone? Is it your character, or did he just cop a feel on a monster? Either way, please help him.]
PHASE IV
[There's nothing like humid weather on top of sodden clothes. Izumi feels a little short of death after getting caught in the rain and now being strung out to dry in the heat. Worst of all, he probably smells like a wet dog, and it's a miracle people aren't running at the sight or smell of him.]
So hot . . . Hey, how come it's so humid? It was raining just a minute ago. [He lifts a soggy map of Tellus.] And which of these stores sells clothing?
[Running a pruney hand through his hair, he calls out to the nearest person he sees (thank the high heavens for vision).]
Ah, excuse me! Are you familiar with this area?
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Nagasone Kotetsu | OTA
[ Okay, Nagasone probably should have gotten his ass out of the Sanctuary the moment he saw so many of those lifeless bodies, heck he had to pull himself out of the heap. But there's something about just leaving ones that are so familiar behind in that state that leaves a bad taste in his mouth. At the moment, he's setting down two bodies who look like young kids, looking at them with a grim, but calm expression. ]
This looks about big enough to cover them-- Please lend me a hand.
[ Under his arm is a mostly undamaged sheet he managed to find in this abandoned... shelter? Despite all the death he can tell from the furniture here and there it's meant to be a place to stay. Creepy. There are a lot of his comrades here, he saw an arm or maybe a leg sticking out, but man it doesn't feel right to let Hakata and Imano be crushed under other bodies when they're small. He's an older brother, so it's a soft spot... ]
[ ((For strangers, he'll say under his breath:)) ]
Who would do something like this? It's like a terrible grave.
[ ((For castmates:)) ]
They're fakes, right? I'd rather this be a stupid trick than the real thing.
-phase iii-
[ No one takes getting smacked to the face by a sign very well. By a robot with a duck head makes it bizarre especially with a weird message on his sign to begin with. Nagasone will always have bad luck with rebellious sorts, it would seem… That doesn't mean he'll take it though, and here we have a futile pursuit of a duck headed robot by an annoyed tsukumogami with a sword. ]
Hah! …Damn.
[ Unfortunately that means at one moment for some poor fellow's life, they'll have said sword pointed at them because he was certain that the asshole was just around the corner of a street or behind some obstacle. Not that he actually strikes, it was meant to be more of a threat to begin with… It's a rough day. ]
Where did it run off to...?
-phase iv-
[ HE THOUGHT THE POWERPOINT SLIDESHOW THING SAID IT WAS AN INDOOR PLACE, WHY DID IT LIE. Fuck technology. It's not the most horrible of things to happen so he walks through it like the stubborn man he is. Well as long as he would like before it's way too much water and he finds a place to duck under, probably with other folk who are waiting out the downpour.
In the meantime, he's going to strip off his soaked haori and wring it out. Something to note is that he wears just that haori normally, with little else underneath like a harness and a scarf. He's also a very muscular guy… Some sword spirits happen to have little sense of shame? Anyway, since there's little else to do, he sighs and decides on making small talk. He doesn't find the point of it usually, but the atmosphere is really dreary. ]
Is everything normally this… Out of hand? The welcome said otherwise.
[ First day here and he's 75% done with it. Also a little cold. ]
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Izuminokami Kanesada | OTA
[It's cold.
And really cramped.
And suffocating.
The first two sensations are awful enough for Kanesada, as they infringe upon his comfort, but that last one is the truly worrisome thing. So, naturally, as his body's need to breathe takes precedence over everything else, his hands immediately reach out, grappling past those weird, plastic-y captors keeping him at bay in...whatever this is.
Is this what being in a grave is like? He wouldn't know. It's all so new to him.
But his hands reach and claw and fight their way toward anything and he finally feels air on his skin and he knows where to go. Just a little more shoving, just a little more pushing, just a little more...
Whatever is keeping him buried is flung away and Kanesada takes a gasping breath of that perfect air before he pushes himself up. This place is clearly Bad and he needs to get the hell out of it. But of course, doing so means his hair (so, so much hair) gets caught on everything below him and it pulls at his scalp, bringing tears to his eyes, but he has to keep moving because he has to get out!
Kanesada turns as much as he can, ready to rescue his hair, when he sees it. All those bodies. It's limbs that his hair is tangled in, fingers. And while Kanesada has seen bodies before, has even been the cause of their deaths, it's still a shock. So he gasps again and automatically pulls away, which only pulls on his hair more and it's so frustrating how the tears start to fall against his will.
In newfound desperation, he wraps his hands around the majority of his hair that's stuck and tugs on it, suddenly not caring as much as he usually does if he loses some of it. Some things are more important than his looks.]
Let...go...!
[With one good tug, he topples back, rolling down the pile of bodies and landing in a heap of hair and clothes, and he lies there for a moment, just existing - unlike those bodies, he can tell something is Wrong with them. When he musters up the energy to right himself, he makes the mistake of looking at the pile again, this time right in front of him, where he can see a very familiar arm sticking out.
It's his arm.
And that's when he's had enough, getting to his feet and yelling at no one in particular, because this place is empty of life.]
Stop it!
[Phase III]
[Needless to say, by the time Kanesada leaves the Sanctuary, he's already in a bad mood and looking quite disheveled. Which means as he walks the streets, he's not paying 100% to where he's going, and so he runs into a...robot?
Or did the robot run into him? Yes, that's the much more plausible explanation. Obviously..]
Hey, watch where you're going-
[Bonk! goes the sign on Kanesada's head and, yikes, this day's getting worse, isn't it?
Not to mention, that robot zooms off without even an acknowledgment that it's a rude piece of technology, and Kanesada grits his teeth before running after it. It turns a corner and he follows, right on its heels, immediately colliding with -
...Someone else entirely???]
Hah?!
[Oops.]
[Phase IV]
[So Kanesada has already cried today, then gotten a headache from a rude bonking, and now it's raining.
Because of fucking course it is. And while rain is hardly the end of the world, it's just the cherry on top of this disgusting sundae, not to mention since he wears various layers of clothing and still has quite a lot of hair, it starts to weigh him down, both emotionally and physically.
Oh yeah, and the wetter he gets, the more chilled he gets. Maybe he should find some shelter, but in the meantime, he'll pull that Shinsengumi haori that's draped over his shoulders tightly around his person in some sad effort to stay warm.
Or is it just a comfort thing? Whatever.
...What he wouldn't do to have Kunihiro here, though.]
[Wildcard!]
[Hit me up yo]
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She feels trapped and confused as things keep popping up around her. Lava plumes that make her have to jump and run fast. Then the terrain changes, and she finds herself stumbling through a swamp. The weakness hits her like a duracrete wall. It's like being blind and deaf. Unable to feel the Force, which is like that for her. She looks around...are there ysalamri here? All she knows is that she has to keep pushing forward, to get out of here.
An Exit sign? Can it really be that obvious? She has one of what Han would call his 'bad feelings' about that, but when something big and frightening suddenly appears right next to her, there's not much time to think. She does activate her lightsaber, but isn't sure how well she can use it without the Force. She just hopes she can make it to the exit in time.
Phase 2:
She isn't sure where she just woke, but she doesn't really like this simulation much. She's surrounded by bodies. Human ones. They're not exactly corpses, but like some kind of mannequins. And as she tries to dig her way out, she feels her heart pound as some of the faces she sees are familiar.
"Jaina...Anakin...Tahiri...what's going on here?" She's trying to keep a clear head, but it isn't easy. Two of the kids...are they gone? Dead? She can't bear to think it.
She recognizes the run-down area she's in when she finally gets out of the pile as an old sanctuary, but there's not much here. No technology or ways to call for help. She looks around, trying to find a way to get out of here. She tries to remember what Luke taught her about stretching out with the Force, but it's hard to focus when those faces keep appearing in her mind.
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Ichigo Hitofuri | Touken Ranbu | OTA
Ichigo sat up and rubbed at his head. What had just happened...? Where was- That's when he saw the familiar white cowl lying beside him. He looked over and saw-
"... Tsurumaru-dono?" He reached out to touch the other tachi. "Tsurumaru-dono, are you alright? What are yo-" Then he quickly withdrew his hand in shock at how cold the other felt, before reaching out again to shake him. "Tsurumaru-dono! Wake up! This isn't funny! If this is a prank, you've gone too far this time! Wak-"
His voice caught in his throat when he spotted the blue silken sleeves of- "Mikazuki-dono!! No! Mikazuki-" He leapt up and tried to run over, but then tripped and found himself face to face with the cold, lifeless bodies of-
"Nama... zuo...? Mi-Midare! No! Please, no, no, NOOO!!!" Ichigo frantically pulled both of their bodies closer, trying to cradle both of them in his arms at the same time. "N-Namazuo... Midare... Why...?" His voice trembled as he hugged them closer to himself. "I-I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I've failed you. I was supposed to protect you and keep you safe. I..." He buried his face against their limp, lifeless bodies and started sobbing. That's when the pile of bodies shifted and something rolled down, bumping against him. He glanced over listlessly, eyes red with tears.
The corpse beside him looked identical to him but what Ichigo saw in his mind's eye was slightly different. The figure was him but with long minty blue hair and was covered from head to toe with horrific red burns...
That's when Ichigo started screaming! A heart-wrenching scream of despair and horror to make up for his inability to scream several hundred years ago as his world burnt down with him trapped in it.
Someone please snap him out of his personal hell!
Phrase IV
Ichigo just stood in the rain. He turned his face up towards the poring heavens and closed his eyes, letting the cool rain wash over him. Water was good. Water extinguishes fire. He stood there, meditatively, trying to forget what had happened earlier. Then he started reciting...
"Appearing like dew,
Vanishing like dew—
Such is my life.
Even Naniwa's splendour
Is a dream within a dream."
Ichigo had never remembered the second half of this poem before, the poem his beloved former master wrote before his death. Now he remembered another tiny fragment of the memories he'd lost. The rain masked the tears running down his cheeks as he relived being at his master's bedside, helplessly watching as Lord Hideyoshi Toyotomi drew his last breath.
"Master..."
Do swords get sick from standing in the rain? Someone should pull him back inside before he finds out or gets rusty or something!
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Ichigo was exhausted and just wanted to get home. Unfortunately, the scantily-clad female robots surrounding him had other ideas. He tried not to actually look at them since they were so inappropriately dressed while attempting to push them away as politely as he could. Even if they weren't human, they were still very clearly female and he would never, ever raise a hand against the member of the opposite sex. It's just a principle he lived by.
"Please, Miss, I'm not interested. Would you please let me go? And I also don't have any money on me so ..." He tried to pull his arm free. "Miss, this is most improper. Please unhand me."
Some help please?
((Both action and 3rd person are fine. I just felt like writing in 3rd person...))
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Namazuo Toushirou | Touken Ranbu | OTA
[Well this is a pretty terrible start to the day.
Namazuo remembers this place. He has no way of knowing how many months it's been, but too much happened while he was here--how could he forget getting washed away by a water spirit after traversing a dangerous, alien jungle? How could he possibly forget dying at the hands of a monster for the sake of a friend he'd made here?
Overall, though, he'd always thought of Cerealia as a fairly decent place. It wasn't home, and he longed for his brothers the whole time, but his master had been here, and his comrades. They'd had plenty of fun, even despite the chaos and danger they faced because of CERES.
This, though... this is...
It's not new, exactly. It reminds him of the Nexus Code, those faces he'd seen while he'd been in limbo, after dying but before coming back to life. But even that was nothing compared to this. Opening his eyes to find himself face to face with his own lifeless body, buried under the empty shells of his family. ViViD was terrible enough, even with the exit so clearly marked, but this isn't ViViD. It's reality.
He can't stop the instinctive yell that escapes him, once it clicks, exactly what he's looking at. They aren't real, but they're awful nonetheless, and he's frantic as he tries to claw his way out of the pile. He's small, but there are a lot of bodies, so a little help would be appreciated.]
Phase (III and) IV.
[Alright, well, after a weirdo encounter with a rude robot, Namazuo's got a pamphlet in his hand. Okay.
It's not the weirdest thing he's seen all day. But he hasn't exactly looked at it, too busy wandering around the colony, taking in the changes. He's following his feet, mostly, and if it's your picture on the pamphlet, he'll end up inadvertently bumping straight into you. After the traumatic experience of waking up, forgive him if it takes him a second to apologize-- but he will, with a sheepish little laugh.]
I'm so sorry about that, I wasn't paying attention!
[And then, of course, there's the rain.
Whatever he's doing when it hits, he stops, staring up at it with wide eyes. That certainly wasn't what he was expecting today--but it's certainly not unwelcome. He'll stand with his face tilted upwards for a little while, and then...]
Blech!
[Yep, he's catching raindrops in his mouth.
(They aren't very tasty.)
Join him?]
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ASANO KEIGO | BLEACH
🌟PHASE II
🌟PHASE III-A
🌟PHASE III-B
🌟BONUS
🌟WILDCARD
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