//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I [ xx xx ] So you've all just been dropped off at the venue and now it's time to get some food in you. After all, as any of Cerealia's professional models will be able to tell you, standing under the lights and looking pretty is a whole lot harder than it looks! You're definitely going to want to keep your strength up. But don't worry about paying, because this meal is on the house. Eat as much as you like. It's buffet-style, and anything that runs low will be refilled by friendly robots in a timely fashion.
Also on the house is treatment from the colony's various appearance professionals. Makeup artists and hairdressers will have their time to shine as they primp and polish 'til you glow with pride, and representatives from various boutiques and clothing stores, as well as professional fashion designers, will be on hand to ensure that you look your best!
Don't be surprised if, while you're waiting to get started, a dark-clad figure in a hood sidles up to you and dumps a letter or two in your lap! These are letters from your adoring public (yes, even the new arrivals have quite a devoted fanbase), and they range from cute to creepy. ...how did that messenger even get in, anyway? Maybe the way they seem to melt into the crowd and disappear when you blink has something to do with it.
PHASE II [ xx xx ] Now it's time to get down to business! Business, of course, being getting your picture taken by these overly-enthusiastic photographers. ...do some of them look like cats? That's got to be your imagination. Blink and they'll look normal, promise.
The photographers are interested in catching as many shots of the various visitors to the colony as they can possibly get, so don't be surprised if they pair you up with people you don't even know just because they think you look cute together. The poses they'll put you in will range from normal to outright risqué, so here's hoping you and your new buddy don't feel awkward together!
Midway through the shoot, one of the volunteers will run into the room very excitedly, wheeling a cart full of animal carriers behind him. Some of the things he's brought along are harmless CYBuddies, because what photoshoot isn't made cuter by including adorable animals, but some of the others are... let's just say CERES probably won't be too happy once they hear that someone's brought alien life forms into the colony. In all fairness, some of them are actually quite cute, like the aquatic creature that manages to float itself around in a sphere of water and the multi-tailed fox with glowing purple eyes, as well as the... Well, no one's really sure what this thing is, not even the person who brought it, but it's cute enough. Others, on the other hand, are just entirely bizarre, but to each their own.
Feel free to chat up the others while you're waiting for your turn, to play with the animals, or to try and escape. Those who try and duck out the back will eventually be tracked down by a volunteer or a robot that will try to either bribe or kidnap them into continuing with the shoot, though! Maybe you and a friend can team up to figure out a way past them? Or you could just be on good behavior and let them take your picture.
...a word of caution, however. No matter how often the photographers urge you to do so, do not look directly into the camera. Characters who do will be rendered unconscious (those with spiritual sensitivity will actually be able to tell that they've been rendered soulless, though characters that already lack souls to begin with will still be rendered unconscious) for five minutes in the first instance and five minutes plus one minute for every instance thereafter (six minutes for a second time, seven for a third, and so on). Should they reach the point where they would be knocked out for a period of ten minutes, the photographer will try to leave the building. You will want to stop them. If you don't, your character will remain unconscious until the dawn of the next day and will be transported to the CERES medical center. If other characters manage to keep the photographer from leaving, your character will wake up after ten minutes as normal. Feel free to NPC these encounters yourselves if it comes to it; the mods will not be doing so. It's up to you whether the photographer escapes or not.
PHASE III [ xx xx ]
Uuuuuuh-oh. Whoever thought it was a great idea to bring in all those alien creatures is probably going to get fired, because one thing has led to another and now they're on the loose. What's more, those of them that can do so have taken on decidedly more threatening appearances, and more than a few of them seem to be out for blood.
In the chaos brought on by their outbreak, a second wave of photographers will make their way into the building. They're more aggressive in their attempts to have the characters look right at them when they take their pictures, and will absolutely try and gang up on them to hold them down and turn their heads to force them into having their pictures taken over and over again. These shots will have the same effect as being directly photographed during the photoshoot, but fighting back against them is okay - in fact, the volunteers and photographers who organized the shoot will actually do their best to help you fight the paparazzi off. This sort of aggression is not condoned by the locals who love you, after all. Should your character be rendered unconscious for ten minutes, anyone who attempts to stop the paparazzi from absconding with their soul will be assisted by the official volunteers for the photoshoot.
...of course, if your character is managing to hold their own, they'll just hang back and photograph the fight. Why waste a good opportunity for candid shots? After all, you're the people who are going to be restoring your own worlds and subsequently protecting theirs from the Flamines! Why wouldn't they want to document it every step of the way?
PHASE IV [ xx xx ]
The paparazzi has been successfully expelled, the photoshoot has been finished up, and as if by magic (okay, no, it's just technology), they've actually managed to produce the prototypes for the various merchandise that will be sold around the colony. Isn't that exciting? You've all done a great thing here today, the volunteers will tell you. Now just sit back, relax, and let them make up for all the trouble.
Admire the calendars, books, and prints you're all appearing in! Or, you know, you can also wonder why ghostly images of people who aren't even there are showing up in some of the pictures you've taken. If you took a picture with just one other person, you might see a third person there, posed perfectly to go along with you! It's almost like the photographers were able to see them all along, but that's not possible, right? They won't always be there, either. You can see it and someone else can see it, but if you look away for too long and then look back, the picture will look just the way it should have based on how you took it. Huh. Weird.
Anyway, enjoy the lavish banquet the volunteers have prepared to thank you for all your hard work! You've done a fantastic job and they really want to express their gratitude. If there's any particular food you like, chances are it will be there. (Don't ask how they knew what you like.) While you're eating, another black-clad messenger might appear and give you even more fanmail than you might have received before the shoot - apparently people have been watching, and this has really boosted your popularity! You're developing quite the fanbase. The dinner crowd's fanmail definitely ranges more along the "creepy" side of things, though some of the notes actually will be cute and innocent expressions of admiration.
The security has been stepped up considerably for the meal, so the paparazzi won't be able to get in (though you can certainly hear them trying). At the end of the night, the volunteers will offer to escort you home, and should you take them up on their offer you'll make it home safely and be unbothered by the paparazzi at your place of residence. Try and go home alone, though, and the paparazzi will stalk you until sunrise, even going so far as to try to break into your room.
BONUS [ why o'clock ]
It seems like your devoted fanbase has gotten a little out of hand! At any point during the log - even during the chaos surrounding the animal outbreak and paparazzi attack - you might just be approached by a robot. A robot that loves you so much, it's going to take you away from all of this. This robot will wax poetic about its undying love for you and how it's going to make sure that the two of you can be together forever and no one will ever be able to take you away from them.
It will then proceed to do its best to kidnap you. Maybe there's some kind of a glitch in its program, because it's not gentle about it at all! And if you try and escape, it'll definitely get violent. Try to run away and it might just have to break your legs so you can never leave it behind. Try and fight it off, and it'll do its best to incapacitate you so it can drag you off, put you on display, and take super good care of you.
These robots are incredibly sturdy, but the more technologically-inclined may be able to reprogram them into being less creepy and more helpful if they can get to the control panel on its back. Fight hard enough, or avoid it for long enough, and eventually its battery will wear down and you'll be safe. If you can't fight or run, you'd better hope someone who can will come along and help you...!
[ 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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OTA, oldbie here!
II b aw yeah time to worry maya
that is, to say, since she is literally just a soul, she doesn't fall unconscious the same way the others do. But rather drops to the ground in a heap with her eyes glazed over, unmoving. ]
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[SHAKING INTENSIFIES]
M-Miss Yuyuko! Speak to me! Don't go towards the light! [Wait, she's dead...]
...T-The unlight?! Miss Yuyuko! My brains aren't tasty!
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like a corpse's wouldlike an unconscious person's would.One of the little phantoms that follows Yuyuko around floats up and...feels concerned. Even if it's just a translucent white blob you can tell it's worried!! That's its mistress why is she not moving!! ]
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I know she fell down the well, little guy! [That's definitely what it's trying to communicate, right] How do we get her out of the metaphorical zombie well?
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He turns to Maya and winks.]
Better start running, missy, they melt my frost in minutes.
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[Okay, she's definitely not wasting any time, skittering away from her overinvested tumblr fan and closer to her mysterious savior]
I guess you must hear that all the time, huh?
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[He jumps off the robot and floats until reaching Maya, flying by her side as she escapes to keep an eye on her back. The crazy bastard will probably try again.]
What would a movie called "Burgers for All" be about? [Important questions are important, ok.]
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[Jack, please don't open the floodgates to bad jokes... In any case, the robot's still currently frozen while the two make their escape, but the second it unthaws, it's sure to follow. Fortunately, Maya's quick on her feet, though she does glance back to make sure her rescuer isn't getting nabbed every so often (and risks stumbling, oops)]
[While Maya doesn't seem concerned with her situation at all, she can recognize the importance of that question]
I was thinking more of a video game, actually... but it would obviously be me spreading the joy of burgers to all the unfortunate people lacking in them! That'd be awesome, doncha think?
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ii b!
he kneels down next to maya and frowns heavily. another person fainting... there has to be a reason behind it. is there something with the ventilation, maybe? if nothing else, at least it can't be something like that. whoever heard of people losing souls ahaha.]
I don't think it's anything as serious as that. They just lost consciousness.
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[Who is this nerd, clearly not someone who knows what they're talking about!!]
[Her mind's already racing]
What if there's a soul stealer on the loose?
[....And suddenly, she's staring at Flynn with apprehension...]
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I really doubt there is, but should there be, we have enough people here to help catch them, myself included.
[so please don't worry, miss with the overly active imagination. ghosts and, uh, soul snatchers aren't real.]
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iv GOD MAYA
BUT NOT THIS ONE, who actually seems a little disgruntled over the entire day and the end product that they had apparently worked so hard for. Not worth it at all... The future continues to be a shitty place.]
Ah— [DAMMIT IT'S MAYA.] I'm afraid I don't have anything to trade... I didn't ask for any of the things they made for me.
U GOTTA PROBLEM, COWRU
[WHO ARE YOU.]
[No, really, there's a look of serious concern at that admission. First the crossdressing, now this? WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS NEGAKAORU]
What, seriously? But they've got your face plastered all over them! Wouldn't you want some of that? You could sell it for the big bucks!
COWROO'S ALWAYS GOT A PROBLEM
I have no need for additional money. [Because so many people just cover the tab... One good thing about being a delicate innocent maiden!!]
Is that what you plan on doing, miss?
calm down
no.....
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ii; b!
he's in the middle of dashing out into an unguarded door when he catches the sight of someone crumpling fast to the ground and ends up pivoting around entirely, venturing close to offer maya a hand (and restrain her from shaking the unfortunate victim like a boneless ragdoll). ]
... Their soul? What do you mean? Didn't they only pass out?
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[She pauses momentarily in her shaking, leaving him the perfect opening to peel her off of the unfortunate victim, while she's momentarily distracted from her efforts by his appearance]
[Then she nods seriously, not seeming to realize what this might look like to an actual sane person]
No, it's totally gone! It disappeared!
We'd better hurry, or this guy might turn into a zombie! [That's... how it works, right?]
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it's really too bad makoto's gullible as all hell when it comes to the supernatural ... ]
... Huh?! That's not — that can't be possible! How do you know it's gone?
[ yeah. yeah, that other theory also seems pretty legit, if completely insane. it's a far-fetched (read: crazy) assertion, true, but makoto likes to keep an open mind.
eyes widening to comically-proportioned saucers, he does a double-take between the pensive girl flitting around the comatose stranger and the rise and fall of the guy's breaths in calm, even periodicity.
an abjectly awkward pause ensues, and then: ]
Anyways, we should try exhausting all of other options first before jumping straight to conclusions. Do you know if anyone around here has any smelling salts or some cool cloths? He might just be dizzy from being under the hot lights for so long.
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[THE PLOT THICKENS. LIKE PUDDING.]
[Maya glances around, looking for any trace for the guy she thought she saw, and.... sees a sword? Huh, may as well investigate. She goes and picks it up without preamble, turning it around in her hands]
Hey, cool!
[What about the owner? She's already losing interest...]
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Will she keep him? Throw him in the trash? Leave him on the floor??? )
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Hey, leave her alone! [ Pearl runs over and tries to beat them off with her tote bag of merchandise that she's managed to collect. ]
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[JUST KIDDING, but Pearl is totally a badass. Unfortunately for her, the fanbot sees a two for one Fey sale going on and, while Pearl's tote beating (connecting with a CLANG!) is enough to give Maya a chance to squirm out of its grasp, the robot is now snatching for one leg from each. A Fey collection, even!]
--That wasn't an invitation to kidnap both of us, you creepbots!
[Cue Maya swinging for it with her own overflowing tote bag of merchandise, a Maya keychain falling out and bouncing harmlessly off one optic.]
[...That worked out.]
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These questions are pretty visible on his face as he looks at her, a much more modest collection of things in his own hand.]
Trade...?
[He doesn't have merch of himself save for a single photo so he really has no idea what she's talking about.]
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