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Who: CERES & you
When: IC: 10/04 | OOC: 11/15
Where: ViViD & McCERES
What: Intro Log
Rating/Warning: PG-13 | slightly nsfw

//event005.EXE Learning is Fundamental! Let's play CERESLearn ViViD's usual worlds are unfortunately down for maintenance. While CERES' programmers work on getting it back up and running, all new entrees this round will be going through a different level than usual. Only a single world is accessible at the moment, a simple one entitled 'CERESLearn.' "What the $%@& is this?" you must be thinking. Well, it's simple! It's a study program, of course! CERES' advanced AI technology is here to make sure you learn and that you learn sexily. Whether or not you pay attention to the actual content is up to you, the player. Please enjoy it while it lasts. They're here to teach you a variety of subjects and also to make you feel vaguely uncomfortable all over. New arrivals and those logging into ViViD will first find themselves in a classroom with a new operator greeting them rather than Vidia. "Greetings and welcome to Cerealia! It's nice of you to join us at last. As you can see, we're just about to get started! Here are the instructions: ♥ Choose your subject of choice. They include things like medicine, math, CERES economics, CERES history, fun facts about Julius, engineering, and science! ♥ Choose your tutor. You can hire Astor, Hilda, or UN-Zippy ♥ They'll teach you slowly, deliberately, sensually. Then after that, they'll drill you hard and without stopping. ♥ Just when you think you've had enough, they'll quiz you all over until you're sweating and panting. ♥ For those of you who pass, you'll be welcomed well into Cerealia and be given a free voucher for a McCERES Mildly Content meal. Please enjoy!"

//SCENARIOS.EXE PHASE I [ xxxx ] Once you choose your lesson and your tutor, you will be transported to a classroom where you and a few other players who decide to choose the same lesson will sit with your tutor after school, getting knowledge taught to you by someone who seems more intent on learning what's under your clothes than filling your head with knowledge. They will be awkwardly stretching, dropping pencils by 'accident' on the floor, and bending down slowly to pick them up. Certain things might be spilling out of their clothes. Awkward things. They will breathe down your neck and make sure you are well-versed in their anatomy by the end of the lesson. Fortunately, it won't last long as their bodies start to flicker erratically. PHASE II [ xxxx ] Just as things begin to escalate, the flickering will grow intense until your tutor will start to morph before your eyes. What takes their place is something that is anything but friendly. And yes, it will continue to breathe down your neck and speak in a sweet, soft, alluring voice while reaching out with its 'hands' to try and touch you. This will be your cue to run through the halls of the school while That Thing chases you in every single direction imaginable. There will be others joining you as everyone starts bolting out of their classrooms. PHASE III [ xxxx ] Feeling tired already? Well, don't stop and rest now! For those who successfully murder their own tutor, they will get their food voucher and a lovely welcome into CERES. You've officially passed! Everyone will be allowed to mingle around the game room in the CERES Research Tower before being directed into McCERES just across the street. For those who were already in the colony, you will also receive a voucher and directions to McCERES at the end of the game in case you want to go meet up with the newcomers there or just eat some artery-killing fast food. PHASE IV [ xxxx ] For those who get eaten by That Thing or don't pass their quizzes and upset their tutors, they will be forced to endure the Price of Failure. This means being sent to the gym with the other 'failures' to endure a painfully slow and erotic striptease by UN-Zippy. Once that is over, they will then be logged out and allowed to have their complimentary McCERES voucher. BONUS [ whyo'clock ] Congratulations on surviving CERESLearn! Here's your complimentary voucher for a free Mildly Content Meal at McCERES. This month's special is also the McKnight Burger. Characters are immediately invited to take a load off and enjoy some good ol' fashion fast food of questionable origin. Those who decide to order and eat here will also get a special toy included inside their Mildly Content Meals. [ 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 everyone's usual arrival experience (which is not entirely applicable this round for reasons stated above^) and a FAQ that should explain everything in more detail. Please read them thoroughly before playing. Thank you!

Comments

Re: II.

[snakebait]

[ Not that he needed help, but he isn't going to complain. He'd like to deal some blows himself though, what with having gotten kind of annoyed by the teacher-turned-monster insisting on trying to seduce him when he told her repeatedly that he wasn't available. He only has eyes for one woman, and he was trying to see if the books had any information on how to find her again.

So he draws his sword, but he's a little bit distracted by the other man's sword for a moment before he turns his attention back to the monster to rush forward and stab it in between the eyes, making it collapse. It's not dead yet, but it's a little bit busy for a few seconds.

Backing off a few steps, he glances over at Sousei's sword. ]

Depends on how you look at it. Not from this thing.

[deontology]

[Ah.... that's a familiar sword too.

(But this guy looks familiar too. That police officer Botan had brought along, right...? Sousei doesn't quite know if he ever caught his name, though, but why does he have his sword?)

Sousei backs off as well, circling the insect warily. The fact that it's not dead from a blow like that shows how dangerous it is.]

... Very well then. Let's finish this quickly, so we can deal with your injuries.

[Because you don't want to die on your first day, that'd be sad.]

[snakebait]

Sounds good to me.

[ Well, no. How is he supposed to look for his bride-to-be and a way to get her back if he's dead? He's pretty sure humans can't do that when they're dead.

Hirari goes around the monster from the other direction, keeping a close eye so it won't catch him off guard. He's also curious about this stranger, and wants to deal with the insect so he can ask some questions. That's a very specific sword design after all. ]

[deontology]

[Thankfully, it really wouldn't have been a match for either of them on a bad day (which is good, since this seems to be a bad day for Hirari). Knowing that it is little more than a virtual monster helps Sousei; he has no hesitation in his movements, because killing it is barely like killing a living thing. It took some time for his to grasp the concept, but...

Well, here they are, and there really isn't time for hesitation.

He'll trust that this man who carries a similar (the same?) sword is capable of taking it from the other side, because for now, Sousei is going to lunge forward from where he is, aiming for the neck. Even something like this can't continue with a severed head, right?]

[snakebait]

[ Considering how he was in the middle of a fight, the love of his life was gone for who knows how long, and he was bleeding because of a lost arm, he'd say it wasn't the best of days. At least not this part, it was good up until Ashiya showed up.

Without giving himself enough time to hesitate, he lunge forward in time with Sousei. That'll be a neck sliced into pieces. ]

[deontology]

[A bad day, indeed. Nonetheless, that bug is sliced to ribbons, and considering that was the winning condition, a moment later, the virtual reality begins to fade away in turn for Cerealia proper. It's still weird to Sousei, not to have to clean his sword after murdering a bug monster, but...well, it's not real.

None of it was real, even if it could murder them.

This place is weird. Slowly, Sousei sheathes his sword, approaching Hirari then, expression flat as ever (though he is a little concerned by that rather gruesome injury). And the way his eyes are drawn to that identical sword? Well, he can't help that either.]

Now we will find you proper medical attention.

[snakebait]

[ He's surprised by the change in scenery. He wasn't prepared for that to happen at all, so he looks around with wide eyes. ]

What the-

[ Then he hears what the stranger is saying. ]

Right, yeah.

[deontology]

[...yeah......... he's never tried the hospital here for himself, but it's not like he's got any healing or medical capabilities himself. Looks like this guy is going to have to trust in this place.

But as they walk, he supposes they should...talk?]

Presumably, the hospital here will be able to tend to you. There should not be any threats now that the previous has been taken care of, but...

[...it's impossible to tell here. He'll escort Hirari anyway.]

[snakebait]

[ Yeah, talk. They sure have a lot of things to talk about. And the most important is obviously... ]

Why do you have a replica of my sword?

[deontology]

[A replica?? Excuse you, sir.

Sousei has a reasonably level head, at least. He narrows his eyes slightly at that, before shaking his head once.]

This is not a replica. It is the Abe family sword. My name is Abe no Sousei, and it has been passed down to me.

[So.... your turn, explain your weird sword!!!]

[snakebait]

Abe? You're kidding, I've never seen your face before.

[ He's pretty sure that even with how many kids Abe take in, he ought to remember the faces of those who are still alive and grown up. So is he lying or has he married into the family? The sword being passed down has to be a lie though. ]

Abe no Hirari. And there's no way they've passed it on to you when I have it.

[deontology]

[Hirari, that's the name--

...Or not? It'd way too much of a coincidence that he has both the face and the name of that police officer, but he is certain the officer was not an Abe as well.

...Okay he has no idea what's going on here. But he holds up his sword for Hirari to see it, exasperated with the almost-accusations.]

As you can see, it is the proper Abe sword. [so there must be some explanation.]

[snakebait]

[ He's not sure what's going on in this guy's head, but he sure isn't going to believe him just by hearing him tell him that it's the real deal. ]

That doesn't make any sense. I've got it right here.

[deontology]

Believe what you want.

[Sousei, on the other hand...well, he has no idea what to believe about this place. But...he did meet tenka's ancestor--

But wait, no, Hirari was a police officer? He'd think it's a case of the same name, but he also looks the same. What's going on here?]

I have no reason to lie to you. Many things make little sense here.

[Though you are probably one of the more nonsensical, Hirari....]

[snakebait]

Are you sure you didn't get ripped off when you got that sword?

[ Hey, what're you trying to say there, Sousei? ]

[deontology]

[Please. He's not very happy about the insinuation that Taiko would have given him a fake sword--and that's what spurs him on to offer it up, expression flat.

Here.

Take it. Look at it.]

Make your own assessment.

[snakebait]

[ Fine. He takes it, examining it closely. Then he pulls it and examines the blade there as well. It feels the same as his own, and even though it looks a bit older, not a detail is off. If it's a fake it's a very well made one. ]

How do you have it when I've got it right here?

[deontology]

[How is he supposed to know... this place makes no sense at all. But now that he's legitimately thinking it through, what he actually says is--]

...It may be a time discrepancy. That sword was passed down to me, as the inheritor of the Abe family name.

[A more thoughtful pause at that, considering the implications of this.]

However, it was possessed by others throughout time [...] and likely will be after my time as well.

[Though judging by your clothing, Hirari, he's assuming before his time.]

If that is the case, then they may be the same sword from different periods in time. [As weird as that is to think about, it's not even the weirdest thing he's seen here.]

[snakebait]

So you're saying we've... been pulled to the same time or something? That's impossible!

[ He knows there's things that seem impossible to others, or just legends, like the Orochi, but this most certainly can't be true. ]

That's just... insane.

[deontology]

[... regardless, he'll be taking his sword back now, thanks.]

Believe what you want. However, meeting Kumou Kagemitsu has convinced me such a thing is possible. He lived over 600 years before my time.

[snakebait]

[ That makes him jerk a bit in surprise. ]

You know Kagemitsu? We're talking about the same Kagemitsu? That bratty one with the tanuki?

[deontology]

[...bratty.....one....]

...The first head of the Kumou family, yes.

[snakebait]

[ He is, okay? You don't know him the way he does. ]

And he believed you? Well you can't be mine, so who's your ancestor?

[deontology]

[Part of him wants to ask how Hirari is so sure that he can't be his descendant--but that's a rather personal question, now that he thinks about it.

So instead, he keeps his tone and voice steady.]

I do not know. I was separated from the Abe family at a young age. [Like...before he could have ever learned any of that information.]

[snakebait]

[ Good call. Not that he wouldn't answer, because it's an easy one. He's not planning on having kids with anyone other than Botan.

Can Botan even have kids? He's not sure. ]

Huh, so they're doing the opposite now?