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[reparator]

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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Simon Blackquill | Ace Attorney | still OTA!

[shacklebreaker]

[Continuing from here! Feel free to start new threads here, too.]

[deontology]

[...]

It is important to understand first that there are children and people who are incapable of defending themselves here. Were it only me, I might have considered more reckless action.

As it is, I will wait for an opportunity, as I am concerned as to what the backlash could be to those who don't deserve it, should ineffective and problematic action be taken.

[Elle is eight years old--he can't allow that.]

[shacklebreaker]

A wise decision. I, too, have no desire to imperil others with rash action... Often there is prudence in biding one's time, no matter how dire the situation.

[And he has someone here that he wants to protect, too. That comes before anything else.]

Perhaps we can cooperate together in future, you and I? Our goals appear to be mutual, distant though they may be to attain for now.

[deontology]

I see no reason not to cooperate.

[He nods simply, calm as ever. After all, they really are in this for the same reasons, and Blackquill has given him no reasons to distrust him.]

Your name?

[shacklebreaker]

Simon Blackquill. The fellow perched upon my shoulder is called Taka.

[...Yes, he named his hawk "hawk" in Japanese. What a loser.]

And yourself?

[deontology]

[... yeah and thanks to weird jamjar translation shenanigans

He basically hears

"my hawk is named hawk"

And slowly, his expression flattens. Really........]

... I see.

[Taka.....]

My name is Abe no Sousei. [sorry about that archaic naming sense.]

[shacklebreaker]

A pleasure to meet you. [Which he means sincerely, being a total weeb.]

There are a surprising number of Japanese nationals here. I wonder why that is?

[deontology]

I am uncertain myself. There are some who are from before my time, though the majority appear to be from some time in the future.

[But why Japanese? He has really no idea.]

Where are you from? [West....ern, he suspects, but he can't pinpoint it any better than that.]

[shacklebreaker]

California, in the United States.

The year was 2027, if it makes any difference to you.

Yang

[shacklebreaker]

I am. [One who only just got his prosecutor's badge back just before being brought here, but details.] I take it you've met others already?

[flaredo]

Just Mr. Edgeworth. You're not as... frilly.

[shacklebreaker]

Hmph, of course not. He may be the Chief Prosecutor, but that does not mean the rest of us imitate his mode of dress.

[What a frilly office that would be.]

[flaredo]

Good! It'd be weird to imagine you and Taka in matching neck... kerchief... thingies.

[shacklebreaker]

A cravat, you mean? Such adornments are best left to more fanciful birds.

[...Because apparently Blackquill puts some serious thought into bird dress-up.]

[flaredo]

I can't picture any bird wearing one, though--

[shacklebreaker]

Not even a swan? Or perhaps a peacock? [those are frilly birds, right]

[flaredo]

Swans deserve top hats... and peacocks don't need anything else.

...arrival WOW THANKS BROQUILL

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth suddenly finds tickets shoved under his nose by this...this vaguely familiar man. He's certain he has seen this person before, but where? Back home, probably?

There are several things Blackquill might notice about this particular Edgeworth. He's younger, doesn't wear glasses, and doesn't even wear his flowing coat. The most notable thing is the saber in its sheath, strapped to his waist and resting on one hip.]

Er...n-no thank you. [He shakes his head. Look, bro, he's just here to investigate, k.]

YWYW

[shacklebreaker]

[Blackquill had been eager enough to get rid of his tickets that he'd barely paid heed to who he was foisting them upon, and he has to do a double take at that reply.]

C-Chief Prosecutor? [Whoops, this is embarrassing. How did he fail to recognise his own boss? Granted, he's dressed a little differently, has a sword, and he looks much younger than Blackquill recalls, but...] Forgive me, I didn't realise it was you.

[Whether Edgeworth recognises his colleague, on the other hand, is another matter. The past seven years haven't exactly aged Blackquill well.]

[prosecutory]

[At those two words - "Chief Prosecutor", there is a sharp intake of breath as Edgeworth steps back, visibly floored. This crowds out everything else - figuring out the name of this mysterious man who looks like he's been through an ordeal, investigating this new carnival, seriously, everything.

His arms are limp at his sides as he gapes at the other man and parrots what he just heard in a small, astounded voice.]

...C-Chief Prosecutor?! [Edgeworth shakes his head. But as he recovers from the shock, he puts two pieces together. One, this person was from the future and knew him. Two, he knew Edgeworth as Chief Prosecutor. He actually becomes Chief Prosecutor in the future?

He clears his throat as he lands back to earth.] I'm sorry, you must be mistaken. I am High Prosecutor. [Or at least, he still is.]

[shacklebreaker]

[It seems what Athena said about different times was correct. Clearly uncomfortable, Blackquill hesitates, trying to decide how to handle this development.]

... My mistake. It was a slip of the tongue. [Which isn't exactly a lie, given this younger Edgeworth isn't Chief Prosecutor. He'd only confuse the poor fellow by insisting on it.] I am Prosecutor Simon Blackquill, one of your colleagues.

[prosecutory]

[He clears his throat, although the idea of becoming Chief Prosecutor still hangs over his head. It's not something he can just forget...even though in the end, it was only a title and at least it's nice to know he'd be prosecuting for quite a while.]

Yes, of course. [Blackquill's name had escaped him; the guy was kind enough to provide it.] We're acquainted, but we haven't had the opportunity to work closely with each other often.

[shacklebreaker]

We will, of that you can rest assured. [Why does he make that sound so omnious? But that discussion is for another place and time, so he leaves it at that.]

For how long have you been resident here?

[prosecutory]

[That makes Edgeworth very curious. How would they meet and work closely together in the future? But perhaps he'll find out sooner or later.]

About three months. [Of course, not counting the 1+ year he spent in yet another world.]

[shacklebreaker]

I see... [A little while longer than Athena, then.] Athena mentioned you were denied the opportunity to work as a prosecutor here, as I have been.

[He's more than a little disgruntled about being relegated to police grunt work, but what can they do about it...?]