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« 001 ⇢ INTERLUDE001.EXE »
Who: Mosley and these unfortunate souls
When: OOC: 6/27, IC: 1/26
Where: CERES Research Tower
What: Mosley takes a few lucky souls on a tour of the CERES offices.
Rating/Warning: PG-13: Some violence, injuries and possible death.
▶ VIDEO.EXE | IC: 1/25
▶ RUN.EXE | MOD NOTES
When: OOC: 6/27, IC: 1/26
Where: CERES Research Tower
What: Mosley takes a few lucky souls on a tour of the CERES offices.
Rating/Warning: PG-13: Some violence, injuries and possible death.
▶ VIDEO.EXE | IC: 1/25
[ The broadcast comes bright and early for those paying attention to their CereVices; the man who appears on the screen is strikingly pale, white-haired and piercingly blue-eyed. He looks young, no more than nineteen or twenty and he's dressed in a crisp black and white suit. He stares into the screen for a long moment, long enough to be, frankly, just a bit uncomfortable.▶ ACTION.EXE | IC: 1/26
And then white eyelashes blink and an awkward, unsure smile spreads across his face. He lifts a hand to fix his tie and speaks. ]
This is Mosley.
[ The smile drops, leaving him with a blank expression once again. ]
CERES has decided in a show of good faith to open our doors to you. I have been given the task of, [ He lifts his hands to emphasize with air quotes. ] "being your tour guide." If that is what I must do, so be it. The lazy worm does not get the apple, after all.
[ He looks down at the tablet on his desk, giving it a few taps and suddenly an icon appears on the bottom right hand of the video. ]
That link will bring you to a listing to make an appointment. You will be given a time. Show up promptly or do not, it is no matter to me. The tour will leave ten minutes after your given time and that will be that. Tours will only last a few hours so you needn't worry about the rest of your day. You will certainly return home in time to catch the latest episode of [ Air quotes again. ] "Banana is the New Black." I hear there's going to be a cliffhanger!
[ A pause and he looks oddly thoughtful. ]
I suppose you could also steal it off the internet? [ Blank again. ] Which would be wrong. Our lawyers will contact you if you do that. Do not.
[ And then another of those awkward smiles before quickly turning into something a bit startled and he taps his tablet again, ending the video. Replies to this feed have been disabled, unfortunately. Seems like someone isn't feeling very chatty. It's a miracle. ]
[ The next day, that Monday, those who take Mosley up on his offer will find that him standing there right in front of the main CERES office building, waiting. It’s with that same disconcerting smile that he unlocks the door and ushers them in.
Welcome, all of you, to our lovely CERES!
The group will find themselves standing in a lobby. Clean white walls and floors, a bright blue rug leading towards the elevators on the far wall, and a white reception counter. At the counter are two CERES robots answering calls and directing any visitors (though the lobby seems quite empty today) and on the wall behind them is a hologram of the CERES logo for all to see. Mosley stands in the center of the carpet in his usual suit and claps his hands together, putting on a smile. ]
Welcome to CERES.
[ And then the smile drops. Voice flat, he continues. ]
There has been... talk over the past few months that we at CERES have not been working 24/7 to help you, our clientele, return to your homes safely and soundly. There has also been... talk that we do not do anything. That this entire company is a farce, which is honestly quite hurtful to both me and the other hardworking staff at this company. Mr. Vincere had his way of running this place but Ms. Recreare is fond of a more hands on approach. We want to share that approach with you.
[ He spreads his hands to indicate to the building around them. ]
CERES has many fingers in many jars and they've all been sealed tight for a while. We would like to open those jars. So once again, welcome to CERES and please follow me.
[ After that, Mosley turns and begins to lead the group off. ]
▶ RUN.EXE | MOD NOTES
This is the event log for these sign-ups! Your groups have been sorted below; here are a few handy links for you:Group 01 | OOC plotting
Group 02 | OOC plotting
Group 03 | OOC plotting
Group 04 | OOC plotting
Group 05 | OOC plotting
Group 06 | OOC plotting
Group 07 | OOC plotting
Group 08 | OOC plotting
Group 09 | OOC plotting
Group 10 | OOC plotting
There is no tagging order, so feel free to tag in whatever way works best for you as a group.
The tours will technically last 3 hours icly, but that may change as ic events happen; oocly, the threads will last as long as necessary, though Mosley will come and collect your characters if they are moseying around too long! There will be mod involvement in each of the tours.
If there are any questions, feel free to ask them here. You are welcome to plot with your groupmates by using the ooc top level comments linked above. Thank you!
▶ CHECKPOINT TWO.SAV
. . . CONTINUING TOUR.EXE. . .
[ Good job, group one, you did great! Solidarity and teamwork and not leaving anyone behind, A+
Unfortunately, as soon as all of their weight lands on said evil pathway, the remaining rusted railings give way, and then they're all falling, pathway, Hero and Sidekicks and all.
Thankfully, despite all appearances to the contrary, it really isn't that long of a drop; they'll bounce once, and then skid to a stop with the hideous sound of metal on metal. Now, at least, they have some light from the end of the tunnel way. Though it is clearly an unfinished passageway, and left long ago to rot, there's still something throwing off some light at the far end. ]
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[Luckily, as the fall isn't that long, they don't die. But she groans as they skid to a stop, she's slowly picking herself up.]
[She's gonna be so sore, later. And that sound was horrific. She's glad this ride has stopped.]
Ugh... Well.... so much for that.
Are you guys in one piece?
[Because that sure is a mysterious source of light up ahead]
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He'll take a few more cautious steps, testing the surface to see if it's slippery -- and then the whole thing gives out with an enormous creak and wrenching of metal.
And yeah, he's screaming too, holding tight to the railing. It's a pretty high-pitched scream from a full-grown man but it was terrifying until they hit the ground just a short distance later, the impact jolting him off the metal path and somewhere off into the darkness. He'll skid across the floor a bit until he stops, staring up at where they had just fallen from, above. It was still very dark. Damn, his back hurt even more, now.
Immediately, once he stops feeling a little dizzy, he'll sit up and look around for the flashlight, and he'll call out for those kids -- he didn't even know their names, now that he thought about it. ]
O-oi. . . you two? Oi, protagonist, goody-goody. . .
[He's actually gonna check if they're okay, maybe even helping them up. Maybe it kept his mind off of being pretty scared all of a sudden. He kept remembering the ghosts from that blackout, and he didn't want to run into any more, or anything scary at all, really, so having two people with him wasn't so bad, for the moment. ]
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screaming doesn't come from flynn's end. who can scream when there's only precious few seconds to somehow figure out a way out of this!! ...and that's when he bounces. what a misjudged fall wow. it's during this bounce that his grip loosens on the flashlight and it goes flying only to be crushed by some falling debris. no more lifesaving flashlight.
just like the other two, the third party member joins in the skidding. he groans upon finally coming to a stop. that'll leave a hell of a bruise. bruises beat death, though, and not dying feels like a good accomplishment right now. before he gets a chance to begin to worry about gintoki or maya, both of them call out and put those would be worries to rest.]
I'm fine. Are either of you hurt?
[it's hard to tell when your only light source died a horrible death. ...wait. it isn't entirely pitch black and flynn soon realizes why. something in the distance is giving off a light. what could that possibly be?]
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[But sore or not, there's no time to stand around moping, (And, like Flynn, she's relieved they're all alive and supposedly in one piece!) so, having already picked herself up, she squints around in the darkness, trying to locate them by the sounds of their voices. Gintoki's close, she can tell by his hovering, but she isn't so sure about Flynn's precise location. But luckily, that bit of light is better than nothing.]
[Whether or not she's nervous or not (she is), it doesn't show in her voice. In fact, she's shortly right back to her regular cheerful weirdness.]
Nothing I can't handle! You two are fine too, right?
[And if they are:] C'mon, there's something up ahead.... We should check it out.
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Gintoki will chide himself a little for thinking that way; this wasn't a war zone. Or, maybe it was, but things were fine for now. Maybe he should have a little more faith in these two. There was a light up ahead, it probably was the way out, and he could go back to his apartment and forget all this happened. He hadn't wanted to meet many of the other people here in Cerealia, he hadn't wanted to think about his real home being gone, or the people there being gone. He hadn't wanted to think of this place as anything other than a bad dream. But he'd been forgetting about all the other people here, stuck like he was. The worry he'd just felt over these two strangers had him frustrated, but not surprised. He'll sigh some, making sure he still had his sword, and tucking it a bit more securely in his belt.
As he stood up and walked after them towards the only light source around - though he still had his CeresVice out, which gave a little light - he asked a seemingly casual question. ]
Say, you two. Don't you have names?
[trying so hard to play it cool. He's pretty good at being nonchalant.]
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[as he says that, he starts trotting alongside maya toward that light. maybe it's an obvious sort of bad idea, but it's also the only idea right now. without light, finding another way to go might be impossible. next time flynn'll make sure to bring a back-up flashlight.
that oh so coolly played (not) question also gets taken as answer to both their 'are you okay' ones. everyone's in one piece. truly a relief. neither of them deserve to be injured during a simple tour. ...does it even count as a tour anymore? and it can't really be called simple at this point, either.]
I'm Flynn Scifo.
[an impulse to add his title to that bubbles up briefly but gets bit back. old knight habits die hard.]
▶ CHECKPOINT TWO.SAV
. . . CONTINUING TOUR.EXE. . .
[ Thankfully, there don't seem to be any more threats. Wherever they are, they're on the ground floor, so the floor doesn't seem inclined to falling through on them. Aside from the moss under their feet and the faint skittering of what might be insects in the dark around them, they're alone.
And what they'll find, if they follow the straight path to the light, is an old, abandoned terminal, computer screens still on full display. ]
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And I'm Maya! Maya Fey. What about you, old man?
[And then... an old terminal? Huh, this was less leafy and more boring than she'd expected. No boss battle? Nothing?]
Hey, it's just a bunch of old computers! [Maya will make a beeline for those computers, squinting at the screens.]
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Gintoki is what you can call me. Gintoki Sakata, so don't be calling me old man anymore, side-kick.
[When they finally reach the room, he'll simply lean over and peer at the screen; he wasn't good with computers, but at least he wanted to see what was on the screen. Maybe there was some kind of map out of here, or a way to call someone to let them know they were lost.
If he were being really honest with himself though, Gintoki had a suspicion that those who put them on this tour didn't care if they were lost. They were probably exactly where those people wanted them to be. He'll sigh a little, tapping his sword restlessly against his boot.]
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but they aren't. they're functional. it's strange and doesn't make sense. flynn tenses the slightest bit while moving on ahead with that paranoia from earlier returns full force. maybe it's nothing. maybe ceres' technology doesn't suffer the impact of time the same way other things do.
...maybe one of his two new friends knows more about technology and could help ease some of these worries.]
How can they still be working?
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[Maya may not know much about technology, but she is squinting at the screen. And she's prepared to smack these computers, if necessary. Because that would definitely get them to work, right? Maya knows technology.]
I bet there's some super secret powersource booting them up! Maybe it's running power to the greenhouse...
[Don't expect a logical answer from Maya. She only barely knows how to turn on a computer.]
Anyway, let's see what's on these bad boys! [Trap or not.]
▶ FINAL CHECKPOINT.SAV
. . . CONTINUING TOUR.EXE. . .
[ Maya is very good at computers.
But turning it on does everything they need for now; it seems the settings were already ready. The terminal flickers to life, and there's a message:
Communication Transmission Beginning
And then, on the screen, there's an alien with a mask. It's clear that whatever it is, it isn't human; while it stands upright, there is no uncovered skin, and nothing can be seen behind the mask or dark clothing.
On the mask, there is a smile.
Silently, the alien surveys Maya. And then reaches over and turns off the transmission.
Wow, rude!! ]
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Uhh, o-oi, you know, hi, could someone come get us? We're stuck down here, but we were on a tour--
[Aaaaand yeah. The . . . whatever it is. . . just shuts off the transmission like he didn't hear a word Gintoki managed to stammer out. He'll give a growl, hands coming down hard on the computer terminal.]
Oi! OI! I WAS TALKING TO YOU! ASSHOLES, I WANNA GO HOME!
[damn. He wasn't talking about going back to his apartment either, he wanted to go home home. He's so angry that his sword is clutched tightly in his hand, and he looks a few seconds away from going to town on the computer terminal with it. Hopefully his respectable knight of a group-mate will stop him right about now.]
I just wanna get out of here. . .
[whining like a child, great example Gin-san.]
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so stop him he does. before gintoki could destroy the defenseless piece of technology, a hand very firmly grasps his wrist. chances are, it's a lot stronger of a grip than expected out of good sir knight. flynn sends him a very stern look, almost like one a dad would give to a misbehaving child.]
We all want to go home, Gintoki, but destroying this won't accomplish that.
[who knows what'll happen if they bust it up. he pauses for a second before speaking again.]
Someone appeared on that so clearly someone realizes we're down here.
[possibly a fact known to them all along. it can't be a coincidence that someone appeared on computer in an area that's falling apart right when they came by. as badly as that rubs him, it also means that someone will likely come to grab them at some point.]
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Heeey! Come back!
[But that's about when Gintoki decides to play his own tech savvy (as well as a Very Mature Temper Tantrum), so that'll be the end of her tech support, for the moment. The team mom prevents any severe property damage, and Gintoki's whining... like a five year old...]
[Yeah, she's definitely the main character.]
Well, Guy or Girly Smiley over there clearly saw us.. they might be sending someone over.
[Like a final boss.]
[But she goes back to peering at the computer... maybe there's something else that can be found. Isn't there an ASCI command for daring escapes or plot information or something?!]
[Anyway, to the whining Gintoki:]
We'll make it out there sooner or later! We've got a main character and two sidekicks, after all.
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He's not going to do much more once Flynn takes hold of his wrist; he won't get mad at him. He'll just drop his hand, giving the computer screen one last fuming huff before sitting down on something in the room with a sigh. Maybe there was a table, or another console to sit on. ]
Oi oi, that's not a good thing. I'm telling you that it's a bad thing, if someone knows we're here and then turns off the screen. They're up to something, and I'd rather stay up all night playing Tetr*s in bed than play this game anymore. Even if I had a math test in the morning.
[He'll kick his feet some, heels bumping lazily against whatever he was sitting on, looking around for any other doors or items in the room.]
Are we gonna sit here and wait?
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On the other hand, once that transmission concluded, a small but bright red light flickered on on the computer terminal.
Ominous. ]
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sit and do nothing or try to do something: choice b sounds better hands down. potentially becoming some monster's meal won't be happening today. plus, checking out every inch of this terminal is something to do as opposed to simply sitting and waiting. his hand lets go of gintoki's wrist as he starts glancing around the area. ]
We should look around some more. There may be an exit hidden somewhere.
[the storage room in the green house led to all this so this place having a door hidden somewhere isn't out of the question. he starts walking around the terminal in search for something to lead them out of here.]
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[Maya's not sure what math tests have to do with this situation (or Tet... what did he say?), but math tests are roughly as horrible as being in a dark, evil plant infested underground computer lab (or something), so she sees his point.]
The red beeping light is ominous, but more importantly, she'll never pass down an opportunity to snoop.]
[...I mean, yeah, she's going to look for an exit with them!! Maya starts rummaging around the computer room, poking whatever she can find and examining it. She's good at this part]
Oooh, another secret tunnel! Yeah, let's find it. Maybe there's a secret rocket compartment in here....
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There is also a stack of flowerpots and some fertilizer.
This is a long way to go for storage, but oh well. ]
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Before looking at the documents anymore, he'll look around to see if there is any other door or exit from the closet.]
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rather than dwell on how inefficient and dangerous that is, he'll shift focus to the documents. holding one up and skimming results in a frown forming on his face. they won't discuss anything? who exactly are 'they'?]
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[Why would they even put a storage down here? Gardening tools in a computer room? That didn't make sense, not even to Maya.]
[In any case, the plot documents are what really draw her. Maya peers at the papers as Gintoki and Flynn read them, attempting to as well]
Hey, hey, this could be an important clue! Let's take 'em.
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momand keep looking for another door. Maybe there would be plenty of time to read those documents if they were trapped down here for awhile, and that just isn't what Gintoki wanted to do today. Still, he'll ask about them absently.]Does it say anything important? Maybe someone was trying to get out of work down here.
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▶ END TOUR.EXE