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« 005 ⇢ event005.exe »
Who: CERES & you
When: IC: 10/04 | OOC: 11/15
Where: ViViD & McCERES
What: Intro Log
Rating/Warning: PG-13 | slightly nsfw
When: IC: 10/04 | OOC: 11/15
Where: ViViD & McCERES
What: Intro Log
Rating/Warning: PG-13 | slightly nsfw
//event005.EXE
![]() 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.
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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 (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! |
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[VICTORIAN HELL HAS DEPRIVED HIM, INDEED. The only other thing that comes to mind is one of those rides he had seen at the amusement park, but those also come with Bad Memories, so he's hoping this is closer to a horse...
But OOPS, right, introductions—] I'm Oz! It's nice to meet you, Yata.
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[ He's squinting so hard. Look Yata in the eye and tell him he's a horseback rider. ]
Oz, if you're gonna learn about the twenty-first century, we gotta take things slow. After I show you how to work a microwave, I'm gonna move you up to pressure cookers. [ So he's not teaching him chronologically, but by level of difficulty...? ] Before holograms, TVs! Hey, did they have bikes back then?
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A what? That sounds dangerous. [Pressure cookers, that is, but Oz also seems totally intrigued. READY TO LEARN ABOUT THE FUTURE, it is him, he is ready.
He pulls back for a second to take an extra close look down a hall where he thought he had seen movement, but when nothing comes up:] I think I've heard of TVs before... That's the thing where you can watch shows like a play, right? [As for bikes, that gets another headshake and a:] I know what those are too, though.
[Jamjars are so useful!!]
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Hey. How come you know what those things are? You think you're some kinda genius, aah?
[ no stop ]
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No, but before I came here I was in another place, and there was a nation and some people who could use magic to change their clothing and a lady who carried guitars around for a living and she told me a lot about music videos and movies and TVs, but the bikes happened later when we were trying to figure out how to leave!
[That sure was one big run-on sentence...]
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... It's not any of my business, but what kinda shit didja haveta go through to deserve this, oi?
[ Was that a bug creature just now, though? It was in the classroom they passed by... Or was it their imagination? Whatever it is, Yata hasn't seen it. ]
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I'm not really sure, either... [Another mystery...
THAT SAID, he totally thinks he saw a bug?! BUG. He'll break off from their conversation long enough to take a couple of steps back and peer into the room...]
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Hm? [ Yata walks backwards to try and peek into the room by craning his neck. ] Hey, you find something?
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—I thought I saw something... But we should pick up the pace a little, anyway. [Who's being paranoid, not Oz!!]
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[ It's two classrooms ahead, and when they finally arrive, Yata puts his hand on the doorknob and twists it, looking behind him to talk to Oz. ]
Skateboards are really cool, I should show you sometime...
[ That sure is a bug breathing at the door, though... ]
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HE'LL HAVE NONE OF THAT. He grabs Yata's arm and pulls him back with a loud yell, stumbling a little in his haste.]
Hilda—!!
[Hilda.]
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[ He's pulled back to the opposite side of the hall and wonders what pissed in Oz's cereal this morning until he spots the creature in front of them and realizes that oh, that makes sense.
Shit. By instinct, he holds a hand out to shield Oz again. ]
That's not Hilda anymore!
[ Bug-Hilda doesn't move just yet. She swings the door open all the way and lingers around the entrance, sizing up her prey until she lets out a loud cry and snaps her teeth at them. ]
Ugh... I liked you more when you were actually hot. [ Yata now is not the time. ]
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Until he makes that remark, god. It's a good thing Oz is too distracted by the fact that they may both be eaten soon to scold him.]
Whatever it is, let's not be near it!
[TIME TO FLY... He's not waiting for Bughilda to start pursuing them faster, turning to bolt while still keeping hold of Yata's arm. Which maybe he shouldn't be doing, considering his grand plan here-]
I'll lead it toward the end of the hall—! [And then they'll SMASH IT WITH A HAMMER.]
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Are you tryna corner it or get us killed!?
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We don't need to corner it! We just need to make sure no one else can be cornered!!
[THIS IS YOUR FIRST LESSON IN SHONEN PROTAGONISM, YATA. When in doubt, always go with the plan that seems the most potentially dangerous!!
Though there is actually a method to Oz's madness here, since cornering the bug would be impossible since they left first and leading it down a corridor that isn't a dead end ups the chances of someone innocent wandering by behind it when he decides to summon his slapchop again...]
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If I die now, I'm so gonna fucking haunt you!
[ Which is to say he's rolling with it until they reach the end of the hall. ]
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No one's going to die!! [Except Bug 3, probably...
That said, once they get to the end of the hall, Oz will finally let Yata's arm go and whip around. At about the same time, a volley of thick chains rocket from one end of the hall to the other, effectively creating a blockade just in case someone does walk by. Bughilda is now successfully detained in a relatively small area! IE surprise, he still has more Weird Shonen Powers™!!
That lasts for all of like .5 seconds though, because once that safety measure is in place, another round of chains will skewer said bug before vanishing, leaving holes in the walls and a gross carcass behind. He's gonna get arrested for property damage...]
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But first, let him deal with the immediate aftermath. Yata's eyes are wide and in shock as he watches this strange shounen spectacle. Oz, you've done it again! Only in addition to being dumbfounded in awe, Yata finds himself trembling in fear. ]
H-Hey... [ His voice is shaking. ] It's really none of my business, but—but you're the Grim Reaper, aren't you?
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BUT MORE SERIOUSLY, even though Oz smiles almost immediately, Yata's reaction is something that's upsetting regardless. It's not an unexpected one, but the last thing he wants to do is inspire fear. He shakes his head.]
—No, I'm... [A beat; he shifts where he stands and glances over his shoulder.] I'm not. Don't worry! I'm sorry that I didn't have time to give you more of a warning, though.
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Don't scare me like that! Jeez. If you got any more stupid plans, run 'em by me first. Aight? [ It doesn't look like he's that mad as he extends his fist towards him. Put it there, man. ] But nice going, kid.
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I will. I just had to think quickly... [But then he's staring at Yata's fist like ??? what is this here for?? Why. What is he expecting... What is this mysterious gesture and how does he meet it this is a struggle.]
...Thanks!
[Eventually he just mimics the gesture with his own fist, too. That's it. No reciprocal fistbumping, just sticking his hand out like they're both rebel characters from Les Mis on the lonely barricade at dawn.]
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This is called a fistbump.
It means we cool.
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Oh! [Looking at his fist before he drops it like he is So Proud.] I see... It looks like I still have a long way to go with these things. The future really is different, isn't it?
[That said, he'll start stepping around the gross blood splatters to get out of the dead end... BACK TO THE CLASSROOM. Offhandedly on his way over:]
—Why are we cool, though? [He actually feels reasonably warm...]
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No, I mean, it's cool. I ain't mad. You know what I'm saying? [ Try to keep up. ] We're both cool, though. You got that scythe and those chains, and I got my aura. That makes us badass!
[ Sorry if he's not making sense. The classroom door is open, so Yata will simply saunter in. His skateboard is somewhere in the front, underside up with a flame insignia and the letters HMR painted in thug font. You know the type. ]
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So it means that you aren't mad, but it also means that we can fight well? [Or that they're badass, as he puts it, which is actually a term that Oz does know. Jamjars make for weird pockets of knowledge... That said, he'll stand by the door as Yata goes to get his skateboard, looking on curiously.]
—It really is a board. [A BOARD WITH WHEELS, BUT...]
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