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[reparator]

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!

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[harepiece]

[HE'S LEARNING SO MUCH ALREADY.]

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...]

[rollin]

[ Yata laughs and shakes his head like Oz... you must be new... ]

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. ]

[harepiece]

[He is Trying... Even though it's clear that Yata's already lost him again.]

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...]

[rollin]

Nah, knowing how to fight makes you cool, but it doesn't—ah, I'll tell you later. [ Or never, he really sucks at this teaching thing. He waves his hand to dismiss the topic altogether and heads in to pick up his skateboard. Oz gets a Look when he makes a comment. ]

Yeah, it's a board. What'd you expect?

[ Oz, you're funny. Once he's back out the hallway, Yata sets his board down and puts his right foot on it. ]

...I think I'm gonna stick around, help these people out. How 'bout you? Watcha gonna do now?

[harepiece]

[He'll nod once at the dismissal. Prepare to be pestered about it again in the future, Yata... because he's not going to let it go...]

I'm not sure. I was expecting something more... [IMPRESSIVE, FRANKLY, but he knows better than to say that to a stranger that he has no undying need to bully.] ...Closer to a bike, maybe! [Maybe.

He watches as Yata sets the board down though, glancing off down the hall with some measure of thoughtfulness.]

...There are still some people that I need to find before I can leave, so I'll look for them. [And probably do a little hall cleaning if there are still bugs around...] Stay as safe as you can, all right?

[rollin]

[ He will want to bully Yata in due time... In any case, Oz looks like he can take of himself. Yata is relieved to know that much. He owes this kid, so he has to live to pay him back soon. ]

Heh! You don't need to tell the Yatagarasu that. [ superhero name mention count: 1 ] Don't go 'round scaring kids with that scythe, aight? Later!

[ With a wave goodbye, Yata kicks the ground to push himself forward. When he has both feet on his skateboard, red flames surge out behind the board, giving him a great burst of speed as he makes his exit.

He totally ollied over that chair just to show off. ]