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C E R E A L I A ★ M O D S。 ([personal profile] reparator) wrote in [community profile] estoria2015-06-26 08:00 pm

« 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
[ 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.

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. ]
▶ ACTION.EXE | IC: 1/26
[ 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!
mermaiding: (we happy did behold)

[personal profile] mermaiding 2015-07-10 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah... That is good thing, yes?

[Oona hops from foot to foot anxiously, irritated with her own lack of ability here. If there was something to drown the thing in maybe she could help, but as it is, she can only count on quick speed and the swing of her knife as she runs and jumps around the creature.

Maybe she should think about looking into changing her Class in ViViD to something that casts magic or something...
]

Think we are almost done! [She can be pleased by that much at least, even if she's not as pleased about her fluffy puppy-turned-hellhound-- Or rather, not pleased about the fact it turned on the. Hellhound creature? Sure, adorable. It trying to chase them? Not so adorable.]
fittedgloves: (10)

[personal profile] fittedgloves 2015-07-11 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ Kyouko nods. This monster is going down surprisingly quickly, and she runs in to try and give it a few slashes with her knife. ]

It shouldn't be too long now before we defeat it.
glassy: ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ (031.)

[personal profile] glassy 2015-07-11 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ patiently, cinder had been biding her time. the troublesome addition of shallow air filling her lungs made her stand idle, blocking any wayward attack from both the boss and whatever collateral from their beloved hellhound. it's about time now that she feels she amassed enough power— enough that she feels comfortable unleashing.

after the others finish slashing and slicing, cinder intends to deal the finishing blow. with an intricate wave of her hands, she forcefully pulls at the air like tugging a rope that's been sturdily tied to the ground. one pull and fire spits out from the ground like a volcano. as clear to her that the hellhound seems inattentive to the group at hand, she intends to kill two birds (or two beasts) with one stone, as it were, by setting them both aflame. ]


It shouldn't be too long at all.
complices: (ᴍᴏsʟᴇʏ。)

[personal profile] complices 2015-07-12 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The hellhound and boss are both set on fire equally, with horrible, awful monstrous screeching and wailing, until finally, they begin to fade out -- as does the rest of the level. They're all dumped into the same empty room they were shoved into before, but now there's the message:

Extraction Successful.

Before they're properly dumped out of ViViD Beta. They'll find themselves exhausted, weak at the knees and breathless, but the air is normal here, so it should at least be easier to breathe. After a moment, there's a soft creak of a door and Mosley pokes his head in. ]

Did you have fun? I hope you had fun.

[ Then he opens the door wide and in his hands, he carries a pack of juice boxes. He's already drinking from the apple one and holds out the rest to the group. ]

I brought refreshments!
mermaiding: (whoever you may be)

[personal profile] mermaiding 2015-07-12 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oona bends over, hands on her knees as she struggles to catch her breath. She feels ready to collapse, but like hell she's going to do that in the presence of humans.

The door opening makes her stand up straight and tense her muscles in an effort to not keel over and-- Oh shit, was that strawberry-banana? Don't mind if she does.
]

...Had fun.

[SHRUGS... She doesn't tell lies, and truthfully it wasn't that bad, for her at least.] Puppy was cute. Want one, but that big. And not try to eat me. [A giant puppy she can ride. Make it happen, Cereal.]

But what was point?