Who: Everyone ever.
When: OOC: 10/15; IC: 09/17
Where: Cerealia - all five districts.
What: Intro, murder bots, and fun for the whole family.
Rating/Warning: PG-13
//event003.EXE
Welcome to the CERES! You are now under arrest!
Did you think the glitches were over? Boy, were you wrong! Through the last remnants of the digital kerfluffle, the latest batch of recovered code has manifested in CERES' computer systems as the guilty parties. Yes, that's right, all incoming arrivals are now placed on the wanted list, accused of having committed the heinous crime of creating and releasing the gorg0n virus all over Cerealia. These vicious twelve have been working together all along and conspiring against CERES, and it's now up to everyone to figure out if the new arrivals are truly guilty or if they are as innocent and confused as they claim.
In the meantime, CERES has dispatched assassination droids to stop the accused and bring them to justice via disembowelment. So while CERES rushes to stop the droids from committing murder, characters are perfectly welcome to a.) soil themselves b.) fight off the droids c.) run while soiling themselves or d.) cry a lot. e.) ask for assistance!
"ASSASSINATION MODE: ONLINE
OBJECTIVE: ELIMINATE THE ACCUSED
TIMEFRAME: 24:00 HOURS
JUDICIAL UNIT-00345 DISPATCHED"
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//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I [ 00 01 ]
It's a minute passed midnight, and the newest sets of recovered code are being spat out of ViViD and into Cerealia. Before the joyful reunions begin, an announcement starts blaring through everyone's computer screen, TV sets, devices, billboard screens, and so on. The image flashes with twelve names and twelve pictures along with a list of crimes each person has committed. They continue to flash again and again throughout the colony, alerting everyone of these heinous criminals. It's up to anyone if they want to engage them or stay far, far away from these perverts and miscreants.
As the arrivals begin to explore, they will see themselves plastered on just about every screen imaginable.
PHASE II [ 200 ]
It's still dark outside, hardly anyone out and about. It's the perfect time for an assassination attempt because that's when the information is received and processed by Cerealia's judicial system, but this isn't a job for any ordinary donut-eating cop. No, this is far greater than that. They bring out the big guns.
Twelve assassination droids, clad in armor and carrying katana, are immediately dispatched and sent to take out each of the accused at any cost. Characters are welcome to do any of the above choices while veterans to Cerealia can assist the arrivals, assist the droids, or just sit back and watch others suffer. It's completely up to you. They can also run into the droids on their search and try to interact with them.
PHASE III [ 700 ]
Your friendly CEO has finally gotten his ass out of bed, but by then, who knows how many people are left alive? After hearing of the kerfluffle, he decides to issue a cease and desist on the assassination droids, and instead, has his investigation units step in to confirm that the new arrivals are not guilty of any of the crimes and charges listed under their name. They will be pulled aside for painful, painful questioning before being released to explore as they wish.
To make up for all the damages and trauma incurred from the near-death attempts, Julius will also be giving the new arrivals a settlement of 20,000 credits each, so go out and party.
PHASE IV [ 1200 ]
By noon, the incident has been cleared up with little to no blood spilled (hopefully). New arrivals are welcome to explore and enjoy their new living arrangements or possibly lie in bed and just cry some more. Either way, welcome to the magic that is Cerealia. The CEO will announce that the last of the virus has been officially cleaned up and taken care of, and he'll be issuing a video with a public apology for all.
BONUS [ whyo'clock ]
Among the police droids dispatched, there will be a rehabilitative droid in a dinosaur suit, looking to cure the criminals of their improper behavior and their moral indiscretions through the power of LOVE and HUGS. It was developed after the researchers in CERES did extensive research on other worlds and found that this mystical creature was capable of creating worldwide joy and cheer. It will be chasing those who are on the Wanted List exclusively, but it will not stop at just them. Your character will be accosted and hugged whether they like it or not.
[ Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with trigger-y or inappropriate material and do let a mod know if your thread careens off into maiming or canoodling so we can lock the log. ]
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//RUN.EXE
Welcome to CEREALIA's latest intro post. For your convenience, we have compiled a post detailing everyone's arrival experience and a FAQ that should explain everything in more detail. Please read them thoroughly before playing. Thank you!
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He'll watch Hugs McGee over there go crashing into the wall with both brows arched, shifting to set his hands at his hips. POOR DINOSAUR BOT... He did nothing to deserve this cruel, cruel fate and rejection.]
You better get used to there not being a point in things, then. You'll only end up disappointed if you set your expectations higher than this.
[Surely that's a reassuring thing to hear.]
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But the gets a rather flat look from Sousei, because--]
Then, as expected, they are always this inept.
[It's a statement, but he is looking for acknowledgement. Acknowledgement that his time here will be spent in agonizing irritation.]
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[NAOI WILL BE HONEST. At least, that's his impression so far... even though a person like him really has no right to be calling anyone else inept, wow. He stopped being capable as soon as he stopped being an antagonist.]
And a lot of the other citizens are too, so that's probably something you should keep an eye out for. You know, just in case you don't have any high blood pressure medication with you.
[This guy seems like the sort who will eventually literally be killed from the stress of living with a bunch of unorganized monkeys...]
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Incapable leadership, incapable citizens. Sounds like Japan circa 1879. The only difference is that he has no emotional attachment to this place.]
... I see.
[And quite flatly--] Thank you for the information. [Even if it doesn't make him very happy.]
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That gets a nod from him either way, though.]
It seems like you have things covered from here, but if you run into any more trouble, just call for God and I'll see what I can do!
[why...]
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He was more than willing to let Naoi walk away after all of that information. There wasn't any reason to prolong the conversation, after all, and trying to would be a waste of time--
But.
What.]
...God.
[It's said so flatly.]
Explain yourself.
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He sets his hands on his hips a little more proudly, chin jutting out like he's doing some weird valiant pose.]
There isn't much to explain. The place that I was taken from had a god, and that god is me! [Please weep for the place that he came from, Sousei. It's just as bad as it sounds.]
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That doesn't even
Make sense.
Sousei's a bit more familiar with the occult than one would expect of someone in his position--but then again, being of the Abe family, it's inevitable that he would be involved in demons, exorcisms and the like. He chose to not pursue that path. But he still knows when there's a god in front of him, and this....is a kid.
... ... ... The next pause is him considering if it is even worth arguing that point, or if that would be even more of a waste of time (leaning towards more of a waste of time).]
...Your name?
[But there is still no way in hell Sousei is calling him "god"]
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But the answer comes easily enough, like he's not even vaguely offended by the fact that Sousei's asking for a name beyond "god". Being double dead has made him a little more willing to let his death-grip on his title go...]
Naoi! Naoi Ayato. [oops all of Sousei's fellow citizens are morons.] And you're Abe no Sousei the vending machine trafficker, right?
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... ... ... okay fine whatever, they are still Japanese citizens, delusions of godhood or not.]
That is correct.
[.......whatever a...vending machine is. He actually pauses for a moment, and then--]
I'm unfamiliar with what a "vending machine" is, myself, but they do not appear to require plausible crimes.
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Oh. Are you one of those people from the past? [At least he seems difficult to rattle... for what scant amount that's worth.]
They're those square things outside of stores and stuff! You can get food or drinks from them. Some sell magazines or cigarettes or alcohol, too. ...So your crime is definitely nonsensical.
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Sousei's response comes promptly, flatly.]
Meiji 11. [...] 1878.
[So yeah, pretty far back there...and that response doesn't really...explain much. Square things. Food or drinks.
...food or drinks?? From a square??
...What.]
... I see. [no actually not at all.]
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THAT SAID, once again Naoi doesn't seem too confused by this, or even very surprised. He's pretty sure Shiina showed up around that time period - earlier, even, now that he thinks about it. There were probably people wandering around that school from before the 1500s...
He also has a finely tuned sense for when people are fLAGRANTLY LYING about understanding stuff from the future, considering he's dealt with it for years and years. So he decides to be actually helpful for once!]
I can show you one. They're all over the place so it shouldn't be hard to find, and it's good to know where to go if you ever get stuck starving on the side of the road without enough money for groceries.
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But at least there are those small favors. Naoi is both not calling him out on his blatant lie about understanding, and he's being legitimately helpful.
Also, he's not freaking out about the time period Sousei is from. That's nice too.]
It would be appreciated.
[he will never be stuck starving on the side of the road]
And what year are you from?
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That said, he'll gesture over his shoulder and then turn to start walking. ONWARD, FRIEND.]
This way! [As for the question, his gaze rises upward briefly.] That's a tough question. It's been a while since I died, and we don't really keep track of the years in the afterlife. After 2000, though! But you're not too far behind.
[Yeah... yeah... here comes the rest of the headache here it comes.]
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(2000 is a very large year compared to 1878, okay.)]
...You're dead. [It's stated very, very flatly, but...well.
really.
It's not even that he doesn't believe it so much as he doesn't understand why this is happening to him.]
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Yep. [Just "yep"...] I still don't really understand why I can be here with people who aren't dead, but I guess that part wasn't a lie. The part about them trying to restore every world... [Even the worlds that are comprised entirely of dead people, apparently.]
I was brought back to life once before in the place that I was dragged to before CERES got me, though, so I guess it could be something like that too.
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... ... ...You know, he's really not going to even question all of that. a) he doubts it's as important as it seems and b) it seems like the sort of thing that defies explanation anyway.
Honestly, this situation really is going to give him a headache.]
Are you currently living?
[He's...breathing?? Right? So it would seem so...?]
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But even that question is probably going to bring along undue headache, since Naoi doesn't answer immediately with a yes or no like he reasonably should. Instead, after a few seconds of thought:]
I'm not really sure. I mean, it's not like there was much difference between myself in the afterlife and myself when I was living. The only way I could test it is to see if I die for real when I "die", but I'm not that curious.
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Sousei nods shortly.]
Then we will work under the assumption that you are currently living.
[And he'll help you not die, friend.]
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THAT SAID, his expression drops a little for a second. Miraculously he's also capable of serious contemplation... One hand raises, briefly resting against his own chest.]
Once a person is dead, they should stay dead, you know? All of this weird stuff that's been happening lately... I wonder if I'll ever get back. [SAD NAOI IN THE RAIN.
But he bounces back quickly, at least, especially when they round a corner and LO there is a vending machine!! Cue enthusiastic pointing!] There! That's one.
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...And then he bites back a sigh and lets his hand drop, staring at the thing.
Okay. Context. Probably a...]
...A vending machine. I see.
[...why the hell would he want one of those]
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But no Naoi seems quite prepared to show it off to his sad walking companion, since he likes being the tour-guide of the future where he can. He never really had the chance to do it back when he was busy being dead and stuff, considering he had to spend his time acting like an NPC so as not to catch the attention of other people with souls. Life Was Complicated™.]
Yes! See, you scan your card in here- [a gesture] -and then pick your button out! Like this. [He'll reach into his pocket to fish out his points card thingy, swiping it through the scanner. After a second of looking through the glass display, he picks a strawberry soda, presses B1 on the keypad, and waits for it to vend.
BEHOLD, SOUSEI. THE FUTURE.]
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Well, he can't deny that it's convenient, but is that even healthy? How do they keep things in that good? It can't possibly be fresh.
please do not give the oldie sodaSo he's just left blinking once, unimpressed.]
... I believe I understand the concept. [...] I understand their charges even less, now.
[Why the hell would he try to take a bunch of these...]
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Naoi reaches down once the bottle pops out into the bottom, sticking his hand past the flap and drawing it up.]
There! Pretty handy, right? But yeah, the charges are nonsensical. They must just be trying to stir up trouble, unless it's a really weird glitch in the system.
[He's not sure which would be worse or better... BUT he will hold the bottle out after a second of considering.]
You can try some if you want.
[A GIFT FROM THE FUTURE.]
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