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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!
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A little further on, there are history books, and further on from that, there are pages upon pages of legal and scientific jargon about the sale of unquantifiable substances.
In the far back, where there is hardly any light, the book Kousetsu grabs is full of technical jargon, almost impossible to decipher. It seems to have been written by an Elias Segej.
And in the far back, there is a door, while on the other side of the room, there is a desk. ]
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So instead of doing more reading of things that were entirely beyond her, she's started exploring the room instead, opening the door in the far back and poking around the desk, trying to see if there's anything interesting in the drawers. ]
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[sometimes the line between journalism and "corporate espionage" was thin indeed...]
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Hey, did any of you guys find anything? [might as well ask]
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Other than that, there is only typical desk supplies, and a bizarre amount of scissors.
Meanwhile, Inaba will find a bizarre lack of Flamines in the history books; all of the chapters are on the establishment of CERES, the creation of the colony Cerealia, the purchase of the planet of Tellus (though from whom it does not say) and the like. There is even some of the names of the earlier characters in these books -- just how recently were they written?
And from the darker areas of the room, there's a creak. ]
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What was that noise!?
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But busting things open was still the last resort. ]
Who's carrying the keys? Do you think any of them would fit in this desk drawer?
[ Then the creak sounded, and she was on alert. She was a bodyguard here on Cerealia after all, and if anything dangerous showed up, she was pretty sure at least half of the crew assembled here were completely incapable of battle. ]
I'll go check for the noise. Raising Heart, give me a light.
Yes, Master. [ The gem that hung around her neck detached itself and started glowing a light pink as she headed slowly towards the source of the noise. ]
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Everyone, stay on your guard. [but first, let's just quickly run through the book while recording all the pages of it with her cell phone instead of her CereVice. because she might have to double check this info for reference later... maybe to see if there's any more recent news in it, especially regarding
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He'll look down at the keys in his hand before nodding. The desk might prove to have useful information, true, but now with the unknown noise he's not sure if it's wise to open it. ]
There is a door here as well. However I do not know if it is safe to open it. [ Then again getting stuck in this place, almost like a cage in its lack of doors, was far worse. ]
I will come with you to investigate. [ He'll direct his attention to Nanoha as he holds out the keys for Inaba to take. ] ...if it becomes too dangerous please use these to open the door and get away.
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Right then. Let's see what's in here. [There's a tone of urgency. They may not have much time.]
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[Scuttlebutt retracted her arms and fell to her knees on the floor. STEALTH MODE: ACTIVATED]
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get fucked or something like that]
Alright. Don't get your asses kicked, whatever's behind that door. I don't want to carry bodies to the hospital. [she's saying that in such a deadpan tone it's hard to tell if she's being serious or not]
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As Nanoha's light approaches the shadowy corners, bizarrely devoid of light, the creature detaches from said shadows. There is a single hiss, the only warning, before it reaches shadowy fingers towards Kousetsu. They are cold, numbing fingers, and while they pass through as if not solid, what they leave behind is nerveless fingers and numb, unresponsive body parts.
For now, it seems focused on the ones with the light, reaching for Nanoha next. ]
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She didn't know what exactly that shadow creature was, but the way it went right through Kousetsu marked it as a dangerous threat. It was impossible to know what exactly it was doing, or if anything she could do would even affect something that could pass through solid objects, but she had to try.
A dome of magic appeared in front of her right hand as she put up a basic barrier spell in an attempt to keep the monster away, while a sphere of the same pink magic grew in her right hand. ]
Bullet, shoot! [ She throws her left forward, ball of energy shooting through her barrier in a bright beam of magic and light. ]
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His eyes narrow as he turns to follow it. He'll just slide up against a wall to keep himself from falling over. Perhaps the effects will wear off?! ]
Do not let it touch you. It is able to render your body parts immobile. [ Safe to say this was not looking good. If they couldn't get rid of it they were going to have to retreat. ]
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It's not immediately attacking, but it's clear that it's still there, and perhaps more.
Kousetsu's right side will remain immobile and numb for another day or so, so good luck with that.
And they are still being stalked from the shadows, the shadows flickering around them as if waiting for a good chance to strike. ]
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Her tape recorder was still running, though]
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[This was getting more and more bizarre, but he didn't have the luxury of standing around and staring at Nanoha and whatever it was that she did to hold them off. These things were attacking. He looked through the open drawer containing the note and the matches and lit one, turning to the looming, flickering shadows as he set fire to a piece of paper from the pile on the floor.]
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I'm just going to assume they did cursory introductions on the elevator
I'll keep it away, so keep searching, but stay away from dark corners. There might be more of them. Meanwhile, Raising Heart, set up please. [ Nanoha transformed in a flash of light, donning her Barrier Jacket and turning Raising Heart into its staff form. If there was going to be fighting, she might as well be ready for it.
Luckily for everyone she wasn't one of those magical girls with secret identities. Also luckily for everyone, she was a good shot with a sharp eye, so any shadow movement would quickly find itself met with a quick blast from her staff. ]
▶ CHECKPOINT TWO.SAV
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[ Between the flash of light, the camera flashes, and the general magical attacks, the shadow monster is clearly beaten down and weak, shrinking back away from them and cowering.
But it's at the lighting of the match that it flares up quite suddenly, making a loud, groaning noise, before it can't take the light anymore and collapses in on itself, utterly gone.
But nonetheless, the damage has been done. A gust of air, little more than a breeze, really, catches that fire and blows it towards the other papers -- almost as if the fire from those matches has a life of its own. Maybe it was waiting for just this moment; it's hard to say.
Either way, this entire room is paper, and wood, and old, old documents. The fire spreads rapidly, and practically immediately, crawling over scattered papers and onto wooden shelves. ]
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▶ FINAL CHECKPOINT.SAV
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▶ END TOUR.EXE