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« 014 ⇢ EVENT014.EXE »
When: ooc: 05/21-05/23; ic: 01/08
Where: A local photography studio
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)
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 (L̻̣̖̯̰ͣ̒̓̆̃̈́̈͜͞O̱̞̞̝̤͋̆ͭV̵̨̖̘͉͖̤͇̞̺ͫ̾̇̚͝Ę͐̇̓ͪͨ̇͠͏̰̼͍͍̪̙̰͍̪ ̸̫̆ͨͨ̕͝Ȕ̘̼ͬ͋ͮ̂͋Ś̑̒͗҉̧̤͚ ̪̯̰̮̘̔ͬ͂ͫͫ́͝L̠͍͔̯͔͈͆̄̉ͤ͢͝ͅO̳̰͔͙̱̹̦͌̓V͍̗͖̙̬̰ͫ̆̆ͤ́E̡̤̤̟̩̟̅̃͢ͅ ̦̙̲̮͖͙͓̄ͩͥ̇̎̈ͫ́̀͢U̶͚͔ͯ͌͘S̡̛͈̺̹̯͎̓̐̄̿͝ ̷̌̑ͮ̒̂̓҉̰̦͕͓̝L̤͍͍̝̯̙̈̓ͮͬͧ͡͠Ô̢̲̗̻̱̜͔̺̗̦ͩ̒͊̄̌̒͊V͎̬̺͇͖̮̻̚͜Ĕ̱̺͓̩̯̫ͅ ̖̫͙̞̜͇͖̹͗̿ͨͧ̄͑̕͝U͎͔̼̒̂́̽͑͆ͨͯ͟ͅS̢͔̳ͣ̊̃̇ͣ̐̀͞ͅ ̲̣̳̾ͩ͑ͦ̈́ͩ̉͗̕͞L̗̩̰͈̜͔͍͈̓͢O̫͈̝̭̠͈͕̻̎̏ͣ̚͘͠V̸͔̲̻͚̭͂͆̎̈ͨ̐̏̑́͢È̪̖̟̞̗͎̰̻̱̈́ͩ͂ͩ̓ͩ ̵͎̘̺̋̐̉ͦ͂ͧ̐ͬU͇̫̪̬ͣ͢S̰͓͂̿͂͗̐̓ ̶͌̇̂͗ͧ̓҉̤͎̫͈L̺̦͓̏̏͌͢O̷̗̥̭ͣ̐ͯ̚͢Vͮ͌ͦ͏͇̖̗̟͈E̱͉̥̋ͥ̏ͣ͘ ̧͙ͧ̃̒̓͘͠U̘̺͎͌̊͡S̸̛͇̠̭̹̞̘ͨ̓ͧ̌͋̍̊ ̬̭͋͐͗̈͒̅L̡̢̗̙͈̲͉̼̳̆͛O̶̵̗̼̺͓ͮ̓̉̕V̢͒ͫ̌͛ͣͣ̀̕҉̟̖̹̤̞ͅE̵̘͈͋ͣ̈̋ ̧̛̙͛́͂ͣ̀̍ͫỤ̧̩̞͉̰̠̉͒̓̓̓̊͟͟S̵̠͕͍̼̠̺͔ͣ͛͂̒͛͌ L̡͑̀͟͏̪͎̲͖͉̖̣ͅỌ̸͙̅̂̔ͥͭ͌̾͟͟V̝ͫ̽̂̐ͬͥͭ͒̌Ẻ̷̇ͨ̇͛̒́̿҉͓̤ ̹̺̫͇̠̰̐ͤ͋̃̉͝Ȕ̻̪̪̰̰͙͆̈̐S̷̫̻̗̜͔̜̲͆͒̓͛ͬ) CERES itself has been notably quiet lately as they run their usual code recovery protocols, but the colony locals, who totally ripped off the company's name to put on CERESCON, are more than willing to step up their game. They've got something great planned for old friends, newbies who attended the convention, and even newer arrivals who only experienced the usual arrival: a massive group photoshoot with the intention of creating photobooks, calendars, and various other merchandise that can be sold. After all, regardless of what the you all think of CERES and vice versa, the locals love you guys! ...maybe a little too much. The newest arrivals will be ushered onto a bus shortly after emerging from their powerpoint presentation and driven around the city so that they can see the sights and be joined by those who have been in the colony for longer (and those who just arrived but are retaining test drive memories). The bus will make stops at various residences and places of employment in the effort to round up as many people as possible, and they will use any means necessary to get you to join in on the fun, from bribery (did they mention that you'll get a free lunch before the shoot, a free dinner after the shoot, and royalties from the sale of merchandise your face appears on?!) to outright kidnapping for the more stubborn. If you really don't want to take part, escape is possible, but expect to be tailed by amateur photographers trying to snap candid photos of you for the rest of the day. Upon arriving, everyone taking part will be treated to a delicious buffet-style lunch! Nothing too heavy, because they don't want anyone getting sick during the shoot, but they'll certainly make sure you're comfortable. This is a good chance to mingle with the new arrivals and meet people who have been in the colony that you haven't yet crossed paths with yet, so why not take a day off from work and have some fun? After all... CERES has nothing to do with this... right? What's the worst that could happen?
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//SCENARIOS.EXE
PHASE I [ xx PHASE II [ xx PHASE III [ xx PHASE IV [ xx BONUS [ why[ 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. ] |
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.
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Welcome to CEREALIA's latest intro post For your convenience, we have compiled a post detailing everyone's usual arrival experience and feel free to consult the FAQ if needed. Please leave any lingering questions right here, and we'll answer them as soon as we can. |
THE LATEST OF THEM ALL and open!
[Mia's not really one for getting her photo taken at the best of times, especially not when she's surrounded by unsettling photographers and being made to feel like she's on display.]
No, really, I don't want to be photographed- look I said no! I'm not consenting to this.
[There are far, far more pressing concerns to be dealing with, and even when the cute animals start to come out of the boxes she's getting the distinct impression that something's not right here.
Especially not when the room suddenly starts to feel really, really weird. It's been a long time since Mia's paid an active interest to matters of spirits and any form of channelling, but something isn't right in the room and as she turns around to look for an escape, she finds herself staring directly at a camera and then-
POP goes the flashbulb.
Mia topples to the ground, unconscious.]
(iv)
[It doesn't matter how grateful the hosts are, or how lovely and glossy the publications look with their artful photography, Mia's had it up to here with all of them and is looking for something stronger than a soft drink. She's not a big drinker but boy oh boy does she feel like she could use one.
Especially given the fanmail, and the number of requests for her to appear in some more 'specialist' material. Has she ever considered topless modelling?
Mia rips that letter up before she finishes reading it. It's unnervingly sticky.]
Seriously, who or what do these people take us for?
ii
It is at this point that he encounters a woman sprawled on the floor, unconscious, near a throng of paparazzi. The long brown hair and the black business attire invoke memories from a few years ago. But for now, a name doesn't leap into his mind. What leaps into his mind is the need to quickly check if she's fine (of course not) and pull her away from the crowd before she gets stepped on - or worse.]
Excuse me...!
[He pushes his way past the paparazzi, shaking his head at people demanding photos. The cameras click all around him, but he has eyes only for the prone, still form. Luckily, it's that determination that saves him from dropping out cold as well; he doesn't look straight at any cameras.
Finally, he drops to his knees and gently lifts Mia's head and shoulders. He is about to check her pulse when he sees her face...and he gasps sharply, eyes widening to the size of dinner plates. Realization dawns on him. How could he forget the novice lawyer he went up against on his fateful first trial, or the victim in one of his cases who was murdered...and who would later return from the dead several times through spirit channeling?]
M-Miss Fey!
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Still, a few minutes later as she begins to stir back into consciousness, Mia has the distinct impression that something is still not right. She's dimly aware of someone calling to her as she comes to, and with the sensation of being alive again still new enough to be unfamiliar, she makes the only natural conclusion that she's being channeled.]
What is it now, Phoenix?
[But... wait a minute.
Her eyes snap open and she's face to face with a ruffly cravat.
A very familiar ruffly cravat.]
Edgeworth?
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iv
So yes, she does feel your pain, attractive lady whose bosoms could be their own being. (I'm sorry.)
Athena offers her sympathies, gently waving an envelope at her direction. She isn't offering it to her or anything, but rather, is pointing at her. You know, just so the other person knows Athena's talking to her. ]
The fan mail's pretty frustrating. I got some nasty ones earlier, but I burned them.
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The sympathies are greeted with a smile as Mia heads over in her direction so they don’t have to bellow across the distance at each other.]
I think that’s a great idea, I might send these to join yours. Honestly, I can’t believe there are dimwits out there who actually think this approach will work for them. It’s getting a little old.
[She crumples the letter she has up into a ball and looks at it distastefully.]
Yeugh. Does this kind of thing happen a lot around here or did I just pick a really great day to arrive?
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II
He comes to a halt when he steps on something though - something that feels distinctly more like a person than the ground.
Phoenix looks down and finds himself instantly stunned by the person he sees knocked out on the ground.]
It... It can't be... [He thought he was reunited with her a few weeks ago, in the snow. But that couldn't have been the real Mia. What does that mean for this one?
Either way, there's a problem. She's unconscious.]
Hang in there, Mia! [He leans over her form to try to tend to her in some way, then he tries to look up for a moment to get help.] Someone get a-!
[But that's a bad move because a cat snaps a picture of him at that very moment. Phoenix instantly passes out, sprawled over his dead mentor.]
1/2
[Especially as she can tell those bodies are now soulless. Her modus operandi has mostly been to shake the affected people until their souls returned (a tried and tested method!), but a familiar head of spiky head hair rushing leaning towards an unknown object on the ground gives her pause.]
Hey, Niiiiick!
[He might not have heard her through the crowd, but she's already making a beeline for him! And what else does she see, but---]
[--Her sister? The hallucination a week ago or so hadn't quite convinced her, though it'd been convincing enough. This might not be real either, but--]
[Her soul was gone, too! And there went Nick, toppling on top of her]
H-Hang on, I'm coming!
I lied 2/3
[Whatever that mysterious creature could be. She puffs out her cheeks, standing as tall as she can, and--]
If you want them, you'll have to go through me!
done!
[Welp.]
[Maya's out in a second, completing the Fey pile (yes, Phoenix counts) as the topknot cherry on top.]
[GOOD JOB, TEAM.]
that was beautiful :')
...
Oh good lord there's someone face down in her cleavage.
Acting on instinct, Mia smacks whoever it is upside the head.
Hard.]
Get off you perve!
everything is beautiful, and aweful
That's probably the gurgled thought going through Phoenix's mind as he slowly comes to. It feels like there's something weighing down on his back - it's kind of a pain. But at least it feels like he's resting on some very warm pillows. But something's a little off about these pillows...
Phoenix doesn't open his eyes until he's startled by the sudden smack. Then his head jerks up, his eyes open wide, and his face goes red as he realizes exactly what's been happening.]
GYAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
[He would try to get up, but there's still whatever's on his back weighing him down. So he's just stuck there, trying to keep his head safely above the booby trap, as he tries to focus on the face of the person he fell on. Of course that makes him feel more embarrassed, along with the rush of emotions that comes from seeing Mia again.]
M- Mia! I... I didn't mean to-!
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[But eventually, as Phoenix's face rests above cleavage city, peering down into the abyss of the twins, she starts to stir. And stares blearily at the scene from her vantage point. She recognizes Mia!]
[And.....]
N-Nick! I had no idea you were that kind of guy....!
[DIRTY OLD MAN.]
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