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Who: CERES & you
When: ooc: 03/22-03/25; ic: 12/09-12/10
Where: Cerealia's Entertainment District
What: Intro log
Rating/Warning: PG-13 | possibly nsfw (please let us know if you need this rating changed, or you are welcome to continue any naughty shenanigans in a private log)

//event011.EXE

The Gifts that Keeps on Giving ((You)) Nightmares

It's been a whole month without any new arrivals. Who knows why? If you ask CERES, they won't bother with any in-depth explanations. They will simply claim that none of the code out there has been responding to their recovery methods, so they had to rework a lot of their technology. However, after several weeks of grueling work, they have finally experienced success! A fresh new batch of faces is coming in, and to celebrate their arrival and the real upcoming holidays, CEO Julius Vincere has arranged for a Christmas-themed carnival for all to enjoy.

Those who arrive will wake up in Cerealia and be given a long, boring explanation and powerpoint as per usual before being ushered onto a bus (there is no escape. The robots will force you onto the bus one way or another). You will be unwillingly carted to the theme park where you will be immediately assaulted by a giant array of lights followed by several rides that you can enjoy. After you disembark from the bus, one of the snowman robots will be waiting to give you tickets to the rides and show you around as part of the Grand Opening. The amusement park will remain open for the rest of the month of December so anyone can visit as they please. The first couple tickets will also be on the house for new arrivals, but the rest will have to be bought with credits, so choose wisely! (Or try and sneak into the rides -- then face the wrath of the snowman robots and their snowman firearms :D)

"☃ WELCOME NEW ARRIVALS ❅
YOU HAVE ARRIVED AT THE SANTASTICAL FOREST OF CHRISTMAS WONDERS ❅
PLEASE ENJOY ALL THE RIDES CEO JULIUS VINCERE HAS HAND-PICKED FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT ❅
WE WISH TO BRING YOU MERRY FEELINGS FOR THE HOLIDAY ❅
COME GIVE SNOWTRON 5000 A HUG ❅
WHAT? YOU DON'T WANT ONE ❅
BUT I WAS PROGRAMMED TO CONVEY HUGGING AS LOVE THROUGH AFFECTION ❅
PLEASE DON'T RUN ❅
COME BAAAAACK, VISITOR ❅"

//SCENARIOS.EXE

PHASE I

[ xxxx ] Do you like ferris wheels? This is an enchanting one where you get to ride around in a giant snowflake at a very limited speed. The wheel will turn excruciatingly slow before stopping abruptly, leaving you trapped at the very top. We hope you're not afraid of heights because you're going to be in there for a while! The windows on the snowflake will rapidly darken leaving you and your fellow riders trapped in the darkness. At that moment, you will feel something warm breathing down your neck and along the back of your ear. As you reach over, you'll feel like the chair underneath you is made of snakeskin, and a hissing sound will intensify as the "chair" squirms and as the breathing gets louder and hotter. Scrabble at the doors, fight your way out! Will you escape or not? Probably not, but the experience will last only a good five minutes before the lights come back on and before the ferris wheel starts moving again. The chair will appear as normal, and there will be no one else inside except any fellow riders who came with you.

PHASE II

[ xxxx ] If the ferris wheel didn't "do it" for you, then perhaps a fun house will? If you're a fan, that is! This Christmas-themed funhouse features a wonderful walk through a snowy forest convered in singing reindeer. The more you walk through, the more you will notice things like within the distorted mirrors, there will briefly appear strange specters. You will also hear a bunch of howling in the background, and while you may think that you're safe since they're trapped behind a mirror, you are very wrong. The lights will go out once more, and you will hear the mirrors shatter all around and feel yourself being grabbed and hurled to the ground. Whatever is coming for you is something you can't see, but it's advancing fast with impressive strength to hurl you back once more. You will feel pain erupt through your body before an engineer will appear to get the lights back on. Once they're back on, the reindeer will be happily singing, and all the mirrors will appear as they were before -unbroken.

PHASE III

[ xxxx ] After those interesting adventures, another option would be to simply visit the rocking santacoaster, a large, sprawling roller coaster that reaches 150 mph. You will be strapped into a sled and be shot through the tracks where you can scream and cry all you want except once you reach the tunnel, everything will come to a sudden stop (whiplash pending). You and the other riders will be in there for a few minutes, surrounded by a dozen santas as they start to fly out from the tunnel walls, carrying swords and swooping down to take a swipe at you. You better duck or be prepared to be cut up by their blades. The rollercoaster will abruptly resume, and when you reach the end, you might notice some bleeding, a little bit of hair missing, or some clothes shred up. If you ask the snowman robots about it, they will just shrug and claim they don't know what you're talking about. Please go enjoy a snowcone on the house!

PHASE IV

[ xxxx ] The Christmas whirl will be your last stop for the evening! This is a ride that goes round and round and round while tilting. Everyone will be strapped into it while standing up and forced to hold on as it spins, and somewhere in the midst of the spinning, the ride will suddenly malfunction. Yes, big surprise there! But it won't stop spinning. It will just be a rockier ride, and you will seemingly enter a new space where you will be among the stars and seeing planets all around you. Your own home planet will be amongst them before it breaks open like an egg and out crawls a friendly visitor. If you get bit by it, you will spend the rest of the day and night experiencing an array of possible symptoms, including: a voracious appetite, a fear of light, the urge to 'mate' with anyone who smells especially good, heightened senses, the ability to climb on all kinds of surfaces, irritability and crankiness... (( you don't have to experience them all. you can pick and choose which one you like. ))

BONUS

[ whyo'clock ] What's that jingling you hear in the background? Why, it's Santa Clause! Coming here all the way from the North Pole. The park will stop, and all the snowman robots will gather in the square, ushering along as many people as possible. Santa-Bot X-3 will be seated on his chair to welcome all visitors to sit on his metaphorical lap and tell him what they want for Christmas. He will then give them a nicely wrapped present and tell them that it's exactly what they asked for, but they can't open it until they get home. For those who can't wait and choose to open it quickly, they will get some nice treats from Mundus Caelestis. But beware! Those who do take this gift home will experience a weird after-effect as the lovely red and white toy will come to life on its own and hop out of the box that evening to try and violently electrocute the owner. The other one is completely harmless.

[ 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. ]

//RUN.EXE

Welcome to CEREALIA's latest intro post For your convenience, we have compiled a post detailing what's going on right here and feel free to consult the FAQ if needed. Please leave any lingering questions in the OOC post, and we'll answer them as soon as we can. OVERFLOW IS HERE!!!

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I'm fine. [She is. Honestly. She really is, even if she says the word with a little more emphasis than is necessary. She doesn't want to waste any time talking about how she's doing. It's wholly unnecessary. Touka has been stuck in this stupid place for a little more than a month; she's had enough time to deal with it. Kaneki, however, hasn't.

Kaneki, who had black hair and normal fingernails the last time she saw him at Anteiku. Did something happen between that day and their world being destroyed? No—she doesn't know if their world was really destroyed. Credibility isn't something CERES has, but... something did happen. That much is for certain. It's upsetting that she doesn't know what.]

But you got here today, didn't you? Are you... [—alright? That's what she wants to ask, but he'd probably say he is. That's not what she wants to hear.] What happened?

[In general. To him. Even just now in the funhouse? She doesn't care. While she's relieved to see him, someone from her world, she would have to be stupid not to notice something is up.]

Sorry, but I've had enough with schools. [One moment you're going to graduate as the top mechanic and the next minute you're killing each other..]

I'm sure you'll make friends with the other students there or something. [He shrugs, taking another bite before speaking again.]

But enough about school, it's a carnival! Let's go have some fun, huh?

Mr. Villain? Hey now, isn't that too rude?

[ But he was the one casually speaking of murder. ]

[She waves her hand.] So you are you from a place without it. It is a holiday season, originally for celebrating the birth of a son of god. Eventually it grew much more commercial, as witnessed by this gift sharing practice.

[For what it's worth, Souji looks rather embarrassed by the whole thing? Which is a fair enough reaction, all things considered, when you end up messing up someone's nice clean clothes with bloody slime. It's not usually a proud moment.

He tries to reply, but at first only a scraping noise manages to leave his throat. Instead he takes the handkerchief and tries to wipe his mouth as much as possible while fighting to get his breath back properly.]

I'm really sorry. Please, you don't have to trouble yourself on my behalf. It was just the ride, I wasn't prepared...

Well, I have to be. Otherwise the kittens would wreck them, eh?

[Same for Marco.]

[He also kicks a Santa in the back of the head.]

[Can't steal all the fun now.]

[ . . . . . how does something like that manage to get a grin out of her. Still though, Natalia can appreciate it that much. So she shakes her head in amusement.]

Perhaps someday, then. Someone will have to tell you of the failings of CERES sooner or later.

[Natalia will happily be that someone!]

The pleasure is mine, Elcia.... but come now, you're right in that they were rude to not provide you with alternative dresses. Do you think we're the same size? I can lend you one of mine.

[ Well, it's clearly a sore spot, so she won't pursue it! ]

Sure! Where would you like to go? I haven't tried any carnival games or anything yet...But I have super great aim for throwing things!

[ thanks magic tricks practice ]

[ Laugh of the gods. And Hak's sure he hasn't found anything in his kidney. Actually, the only other cut he has is on his leg, right where the glass shard tore through his pants. The tear isn't too noticeable, and the cut's of the same degree as the one on his face. ]

The cut's mostly from the mirrors shattering, but whatever's in there pinned me to the ground before I could use my weapon on it. [ It's said as he narrows his eyes at the "Fun House", and then even more when he realizes what she means. ] Does this happen often?

Edited 2015-03-23 06:56 (UTC)

I'll have to come up with a way to live off just playing video games... that's for sure. Then I can recover.

I saved your life, Crybaby-dono. A proper thank you will be adequate enough for my work.
Do you know what peril you just walked into just now? Tight hugs are the primary cause of death here.

_{[ he's... bluffing..?? maybe? ]}

[Y...eah. That just makes it worse. This is the opposite of calming her down.]

Haah, tell me. What makes you think I'd want a damn dildo?!

It is the duty of nobility to care for the commoners of their country who rely on them! [She's not sure how they got onto that??? She just thought that farmers might like dirt...] I assure you, everything I do I do with the upmost dignity and class!

In any case, I very much appreciate their work! I never implied that they have no value, merely that I hardly resemble them.

That's... a very good question. Perhaps someone caused trouble here in the past?
Er... a lot of trouble.

[... He's actually kinda used to the whole "robots armed with guns" thing, though. Unfortunately.
Damn bear.]

I'm sure it's nothing serious, though! They're supposed to be protectors, right?
So it's for our safety!

Sharing, huh?

[ He quirks a brow at that. So, now wonder the Santa-bot's been giving out presents. ]

And you guys celebrate it here? How long's the season?

[No one'd seen him.

She'd have thought that the young master was more than distinctive enough, more than loud enough that at least someone she'd asked would know whether or not he was here. Maybe she'd been asking the wrong people? There certainly seemed to be quite a few more park-goers than she's used to seeing in the city. After speaking with Maribelle, it's clear that there are (finally!) new arrivals, among whom are several of her classmates. Why not one more...

Peko's still looking in that same way she has been since she came here, surveying the area, studying everything with a too-intense gaze and not... really thinking about what she's going to do if she does see him. It feels as if she's looked so many times that she doesn't dare get her hopes up, carefully trying to tamp down on the rising emotion every time she passes by someone who, from their conversations, seems to be new here.

She's paused at a corner between two food stalls, trying to decide if she should head left or right, when there's an impact just below her shoulder blades. In an instant, she's lunging forward and twisting around, one hand on the katana at her waist instead of the shinai at her back. She doesn't trust those hugging robots not to squeeze too hard, or try to electrocute her, or something.

Instead, she hears his voice as she's turning, her grip loosening on the hilt of her sword before she's even fully turned around. It can't be. This is far too good to be true, to have him be literally behind her. She almost doesn't hear what he's saying as her eye flick over his face, his whole body, as if just to confirm that he's really here in front of her, that this isn't some cruel joke of a hologram or a robot or worse.

Her gaze lingers just a little too long on that eyepatch -- she'd known it was coming, she'd even talked about it with others, but -- seeing it herself is something entirely different on a face she knew as well as or better than her own. And then there's the fleck of blood from a cut on his cheek that knits her brows together in concern. Honestly, it's that more than anything that convinces her that it's not an illusion. What illusion would have a recent injury? And look exactly like him, when the only picture she's had of him doesn't contain the eyepatch?

But wait, he's pausing there. Has been for a few seconds, now. She hadn't really been listening to him, which is usually a Mistake, but wait, okay, the only thing she'd really missed was her name. All the planning she'd tried to do over the last month, all the scenarios and things she'd thought about saying and things she'd rejected saying all kind of crash into the front of her mind at once, and she can't say any of them at all beyond a quiet, whispered,]

You're here...

[And with that, once she finally manages to actually open her mouth and say words, it's like the cliche dam metaphor as she surges forward, two quick steps to wrap him carefully in her arms as if he might break. Once she realizes that no, no her arms aren't going through him, her grip tightens fiercely as she steps in the rest of the way, closing the distance between them to all but wrap herself around him. She can just add this to the list of things to apologize for if he doesn't want a hug.

He could totally push her away if he wanted to. Struggle or make the fact that her hugging him was unwelcome known by any other means. Before he does, though, she has to get out a mumbled, hesitant,] I missed you.

[Understatement of the century right there. She's trying, she's really trying, but she can't stop the tears from welling up in sheer relief. She is like, five seconds away from total waterworks as she buries her nose against the top of his head. Now is the time to retreat before snotfest 2k15 starts.]

Edited 2015-03-24 03:40 (UTC)

Well, I guess there's that whole powerpoint thing. Maybe they're just being safe!

[ Alternately, they're crazy... ]

This turns pretty slow, but I think we're getting pretty near the top! It'll be our best chance yet to try to spot something useful! Or cool!

[Natalia takes a moment to breathe. Then she continues to stare down Maribelle in a mix of agitation and curiosity.]

How can it be that you can provide the perfect definition of nobility while failing to acknowledge that your words are inherently dismissive toward common people?

Between fry cook, convenience store clerk, and chef at a high class love hotel... I'm sure you could guess which I choose, hmhmhm!

[It's also a dream job, so y'know, not giving that gig up.]

But why work so many jobs? Is it that difficult to make money, here?

[ Yep, just like Yona, this girl. Though...when she mentions that they're friends, that catches him completely off-guard. How... How long had they all been here, really...? ]

How long ago was this?

[ But then she says that and Hak just. Stares down at her. Who are you are you even real... ]

Huh. Why wouldn't I be paranoid of someone I just met in a situation like this.

Now now, Hak, that'd be dangerous!

[why is he leaning in closer]

[HELP ME IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL...and ah, he does have another cut. It's just well disguised right now, but let's be real, if it's on his leg, she'll eventually see it.]

Pinned you? So it just came out of nowhere? Through the mirrors? [She looks over her shoulder before turning back to him. Pinned down though, to be able to pin down someone with a huge spear, it would take some serious surprising.] The last time I witnessed something similar happen, I nearly had my face destroyed by a drill had I not jumped out of the way.

[ He's about to walk away when he witnesses that robot punching moment and promptly abandons his escape plan. A little annoyed with himself for causing unnecessary problem for others, he's also surprised at the girl's strength. Though that probably means she's alright and he wouldn't need to be worried about compensation, hopefully. ]

I apologize, it wasn't intentional. [ The poor bot hurries off to escape their brutality (probably reporting them to it's central command) before they can do it any more harm. ] Are you injured? [ He asks with a frown on his face as a round little robot with flapping ears bounces toward him. The Haro has bounced away from Tieria when the alien robot tried hugging him. ] Tieria! Tieria!

[ Not even bothering to turn around, he shushes the Haro up promptly. ] Shut up, Haro.

Edited 2015-03-23 08:28 (UTC)

Sharing. Especially with friends and family.

Ah let's see... [She taps her chin.] The actual date is the 25th of December, but any time before that can be spent shopping and planning for it. The decorations are out, for example.

[ DEAR LORD STOP IT ]

It's safer than being anywhere near you!!!

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