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Who: CERES & you
When: ooc: 03/22-03/25; ic: 12/09-12/10
Where: Cerealia's Entertainment District
What: OVERFLOW OF THE 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. If this post goes into overflow, we will make a new one to deal with the ever-hated captcha! Worry not!

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[A HARD KNOCK LIFE.]

It's new for most people, I believe. ...Though there are some here who arrived from similar situations, or so I've heard.

Sousei is definitely more than acquaintance. I've known that guy for years. He's my partner.

[That much is answered quickly, even as Tenka reaches over to the booth and fetches more of that greasy and delicious food. He's not going to eat it nearly as cleanly as Kousetsu, that much is for sure. Yet he seems perfectly content with the hoard.]

He wouldn't like these really, but he needs to try new things. Souza-kun likes chocolate from what I can tell though, so we should get him some treats! Which ones do you like?

Nothing?

[ He's not sure if that was the right word to describe what he was "feeling". ]

I didn't really care.

[It takes him a moment to realize that the guy sitting behind him is actually talking to him, because it's not like he's doing something weird here, right? That, and the concerned tone makes little sense when he doesn't even know the guy. A stranger shouldn't care what he's doing, and definitely shouldn't start a conversation when he hasn't given any indication that he's in a chatty mood. He's in the middle of an experiment, too.

But, okay, whatever. He glances over his shoulder anyway, one eyebrow cocked like the guy behind him was the one not making any sense.]

... Isn't it obvious? [There's a slight edge of mockery in his tone, and there's absolutely no sign of him planning to lower his arm the slightest bit - not even now when he's not even looking in its direction to make sure it doesn't get chopped off. Because, you know, someone was bothering him. Priorities.]

Waiting for the blades.

[Really, it was pretty obvious.]

[Edgeworth is hanging out on the outskirts of the carnival as well, having seen and experienced enough...and gathered more information from the people who actually braved the rides. Dropping into the fun house was more than enough, especially since his last encounter with something of that nature did not quite go as planned...and resulted in way too much humiliation.

As he organizes some of his notes, he looks up - and notices the familiar flash of orange. It can't be. It just can't be. After having to deal with him yet again back home when he was briefly tossed into his own world before being pulled right back into this one...

He snaps his organizer shut and squints.]

...Larry?! [I should have known that something smelled. That stench of trouble is far too familiar.]

Edited 2015-03-31 06:28 (UTC)

Admission is but half the battle. [He rubs a sore spot on his arm, shaking his head. To him, it was like tossing a bauble to people who were nearly sliced by security droids so they (the people, not the droids) would stop complaining and settle down.]

He hate his name or something? [Not that she has a problem with three simple syllables, but it sounds like a normal name to her, if not a little long.]

That depends then. You do shit that makes you more likely to get stabbed? [The robots here don't seem to be the violent type (for once) at least, but hey she won't judge if the answer is yes....]

All that. [gesturing vaguely with her hand] The "beautiful" and "lovely lady", that kinda crap. I thought I'd heard enough of that stuff to last a lifetime already.

Yeah, but you can never have too many. That means people are being saved again. Like you!

[ Her excitement changes into something like a determined expression. She looks more serious now, and looks like she's ready to drive her point home. ]

You have no idea what I can do. Or anyone else, for that matter. That's the point.

[Which sounds incredibly paranoid (and it's not like he even follows his own advice most of the time), but he has had a pretty awful day. Awful enough that the otherwise amusingly pathetic robot is still just getting on his nerves.]

I suppose. I wouldn't be here if they hadn't forced us to come. [Enjoying his time here hasn't even crossed his mind.]

Edited 2015-03-31 07:56 (UTC)

[ That's the real question, honestly— it'd probably be more difficult to answer who isn't abnormal here in some shape or form. ]

It's not that big of a deal…? [ No, it's definitely strange and creepy; these concepts are hard to wrap around, apparently. ]

[ As humanely fast as possible, Fushimi wants to pry her off. He values personal space, has thought of at least several hundred ways to retaliate to this all in the span of a few seconds— and.

And. He's about to shove her back, he really is— when his mind shifts gears and zooms in on monkey-chan. Because, who needs other priorities? He stiffens in her grip, and in a low growl: ]

… What else has that damned idiot told you.

[ It's only as an after thought that he attempts to lift and fling her arm away. ]

I was being sarcastic, but sure. [it pretty much IS the point, that since she doesn't know what he can do she couldn't have anticipated the blast, meaning it was definitely not her fault. But the rest of it is more important than the petty squabble anyway.]

So you were basically abducted to here? CERES are even pushier than I thought... are you actually new or are they just grabbing random people?

[because as far as she knew there was some kind of mass delay in arrivals. If people are coming in new, she'll have to keep her eyes peeled for familiar faces.]

[ To Pyrrha, the distance between their feet and the ground is hardly intimidating. She knows enough to know that, for Jaune, this might be an entirely new experience and highly disconcerting beside. She can’t see her own mortality in the climb down but if he can - well, it’s her job as his partner to reassure him.

Her hand grips his, firm and warm. ]

It’ll be okay. I won’t let you fall.

[ Reaching sideways, she sets her feet down first, assuring her foundation on the ferris wheel’s exterior. For added support, Pyrrha magnetizes the heels of her boots, keeping them attracted to the wheel as best she can. ]

Don’t look down, [ she tells him, as an added warning. ] Look up and trust in your hands and feet. You know what you need to do; you’ll be fine.

[ Once she’s sure he’s steady, she’ll start climbing down in earnest. ]

Edited 2015-03-31 09:32 (UTC)

[Break is the one with the treasure trove sleeves, sadly...

Sounding relieved at that, though!]

Good! I was thinking about carrying us down from the top [as opposed to DROPPING BRIEFLY] but I wanted to get out of there as fast as possible just in case.

[The chains will lower them all the way to the ground below, that said. As soon as Oz's foot touches the dirt, they retract and vanish back into the apparent nothingness they came from.]

Ready to get down?

[GOSH, PUNK. Oz is probably one of the most informed people in the city!! But he's also one of the hardest to offend, so it's clear he doesn't really mind the clear point that he's being stepped around.]

There are a lot of people who have been here for a while too, if you want to know some of their names. I can try to answer any questions if you'd like to know things as soon as possible, though!

[At least no one can say he didn't offer...]

[He'd give himself a pat on the back if he could, okay. Messing up with newcomers is something that he does a little too frequently for his tastes, so this is much nicer!]

I see! That must be nice... Every name has its own special meaning. And they all sound pretty, too! Rabbits and sun rays - it would be fun if every place had names that worked like that.

[A laugh follows, amused and light, before he's distracted by her question.]

Ah— I'm not, actually. The world that I come from has countries that no one else seems to know, like [insert weirdass name of whatever fantasy country he comes from here].

[ Well, here he is again, weighing a teammate down. He doesn't vocalize his thoughts, though, simply frowning instead as he follows her instructions. He doesn't look down, either, for his gaze is focused entirely on his fearless partner, and occasionally where his other hand is. ]

...I won't let you fall either, Pyrrha.

[ He's sure that his words don't mean much to her, given how many times he's seen her land perfectly on her feet. To him, however... well, an Arc always keeps his word, and his need to protect others often seems to bypass his perfectly rational fears. ]

[Stormfly's equally excited by the appearance of the other dragon, squawking and flapping her wings. It makes Astrid smile too, given how uneasy they've both been, but Hiccup remains the center of her focus.]

A little? Gods, that doesn't even begin to cover this. Whatever this even is!

[She doesn't like being so confused, and the frustration of that creeps into her voice as she talks.]

I don't understand half of what's happening. This technology, it's-- it's amazing, really, but it's nothing like we've ever even seen. And don't even get me started on getting here, on what happened to home--

[She pauses, rubbing her forehead while she gathers her thoughts. But she's noticed something, during her rambles, and she has to ask.]

How are you so calm? It's like you're used to it already.

[But even as she says it, she wonders. He wasn't with the other new arrivals, so did that mean... he couldn't have been there already, could he??]

[Astrid wonders why this person has a burning stick in his mouth, but out of the million and two things that doesn't make any sense, that's rather low on her list.

All the same, he catches her attention when he compliments Stormfly. The dragon in question reacts first, squawking happily and puffing up her chest. She only does it for a second, and after peering back at him with a tilted head to gauge his reaction, she proceeds to start pruning her wings.]

That was a thank you, if you couldn't guess. [She chuckles softly. Not everyone here might expect it, but dragons were the biggest goofballs.]

I agree. They seem to need us. [He had already had a job thrown at him, too, which is interesting. He doesn't know what a cybuddy manufacturer is just yet, but still.]

Almost makes you wonder if telling us we can save our homes isn't just a way to get us to cooperate.

[just a thought, but who really knew. Of course, he would cooperate, even for just the idea of saving his family. Until he had a reason not to, that is.]

Basically. [Grumpily tightens his arms against his chest. That robot really had it coming.]

I'm new. As far as I could tell, there are a lot of us. [And then he frowns at her (again), because he's kind of be assuming she was part of the group, because why else would anyone be here?] How long have you been here?

...Is there even a book like that that exists?

[ If there is then that's stupid. As far as he knows, there is none. Because people die when they are killed. whoa ]

Huh? But I can crush those guys with the heel of my foot. Those 'trucks' must not be heavy.

[ Nope he does not know what trucks are. You should show him that one day though because he'd be really thrilled.... ]

[ but what if you already do ]

I'm sure that won't be a problem. You seem very... agreeable.

[ look how nice she's being, she deserves a medal. ]

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