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golgoros2015-04-12 12:40 am
psycholawgy) wrote in golgoros2015-04-12 12:40 am
prompts for cerealia appers
This is by no means an official test drive meme, but rather just some possible scenarios you may encounter in Cerealia! No memories of what happens in this post can be made game canon.
Helpful game links:
✧ Arrival
✧ FAQ
✧ Locations
✧ Applications — they open on the 14th!
a: cookie disaster
b: error in transporation
c: obligatory horror option
d: vivid
✧ ViVid info
Helpful game links:
✧ Arrival
✧ FAQ
✧ Locations
✧ Applications — they open on the 14th!
a: cookie disaster
[ Upon leaving the research center after being briefed via PowerPoint presentation, you'll find a robot that looks like a salt and pepper shaker tailing you, and offering you a fortune cookie! What a cute little robot. It's just so bad that it the cookie gives you strange fortunes like "Someone has Googled you recently". Creepy, huh?
But whether or not you read your fortune out loud, the robot seems to be very, very intent on helping. It follow you around and offer strange, and possibly dangerous advice. Your fortune said "You're allergic to the last thing you ate"? Well, the robot will offer to cut open your stomach to remove the food out! It cares. And this robot will chase you down, threaten you, shoot you with its laser eyes, or all of the above! Apart from that, it's definitely very noisy. Sorry, it's not sorry about how loud it is as it announces to you and to every passerby that "You will spend the next five hours sitting on the toilet"!
(Feel free to think of the most mundane or crazy fortunes and helpful "solutions!") ]
b: error in transporation
[ The metro-rail is basically what everyone who doesn't want to walk uses to get around the colony. It's usually a convenient means of transporation, but with the population growing, the rides start to get crowded! Lucky for you, today isn't one of those days. There aren't a lot of people riding the trains today, and there are probably just three or so people in each cart. You can sit down, and you don't have to smell the person who's invading your personal space because of how crowded it is!
Hold on tight, though, as the train comes to an abrupt stop! The conductor gets every passenger's attention through the intercom right away, and explains that there's some trouble in the next stop that services will be interrupted until further notice. Basically? You're stuck on the train until whatever problem there is is solved. Hope you have nothing important going on!
Well, of course you don't! You just arrived, after all. ]
c: obligatory horror option
[ After being briefed, of course you'd want to find a place to settle down in. Thankfully, the CEO and CERES is generous enough to provide you all with housing, and free rent for two months! Just how swell is that? But upon claiming an apartment of your own, you'll slowly notice that things aren't… how they should be. You blink, and you find the figure of someone who you never ever want to see before you. It's a faceless being, but their other physical characteristics sure are there. You blink again, and they're gone.
You don't feel safe. You start getting paranoid. What if something else happens? Maybe you should find another place to sleep in tonight. Knock on your neighbour's door, or wait outside your building to see if anyone will pick you up.
Or you could always be brave and spend the night at your own apartment. You'll find the lights flickering on and off even though you've switched them off already; the doors opening and closing on their own; the furniture suddenly not being in its place as if someone was dragging them around the house. It's definitely causing a lot of disruption so late at night, and it's not just you who can hear it. Your neighbours can hear the strange noises coming from your apartment, too. ]
d: vivid
✧ ViVid info
[ You thought you were done with ViViD for the day, but for some messed up reason, you clicked on something you weren't supposed to, and you're back in the game.
Your mission? Form a party of two members or more, beat the boss before it beats you! Yes. The boss is a butt with a tongue. It attacks with its tongue by either impaling the character/s, or by releasing pink hairs into the air which will fall all over the stage and causes confusion for a short duration of time.
The mission begins once you've formed a party! Good luck, and don't let love be over! ]
Junpei Iori | Persona 3
[... Was that a robot?
That was a robot. And not a smokin' one like Aigis, either; it was metallic, cliche, and very, very persistent with its bizarre fortune telling crap. Which, y'know, he probably wouldn't have really minded, if it hadn't told him that he was "going to die a-"]
C-come on man, go away. [He tries to dismiss the robot with a wave of his hand, doing his best to walk away as fast as he humanly can - without turning his back, because this robot seems to be very insistent on trying to help him out with the "problem" he'll apparently have his whole life. And he's very insistent on not letting it do that.]
A real man doesn't need help in love, alright? And definitely not from a robot. Who'd believe that fortune crap anyway?!
[Not him, nope. That's why he's totally not sulking about it, as he tries to flee the scene as fast as he can.]
b ; the day the train died v2
Huh...? Wait, say what?! [He gasps when he hears the intercom, quickly jolting to sit as if suddenly struck by lightning. No, he wasn't sleeping. Totally not. He was just... taking a break from his staying awake duties.]
Trapped? [Still groggy, he looks around to try and lay his gaze on someone, because come on, at least he doesn't want to be here alone!] In a train?
... Again?!
c ; loser sleepover
[There's a knock on your door. A very frantic, very panicked knock, accompanied by a loud cough as if to make sure you can't miss the guy desperately wanting to get inside your house. If you choose to open the door, you'll see a young man smiling pleasantly - if in an unmistakably forced manner - holding a pillow to his chest. If you're a girl, he'll likely grin as he sees you, as well.]
U-uh, g'evening! [He'll give you a salute with a trembling hand.] I'm your neighbour and I need to sleep in your house tonight - c-could you please let me in.
c
So then he opens the door widely after around the fourth or fifth knock, staring at the trembling Junpei, deadpan-- ]
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FUCKING
SLAMS THE DOOR CLOSE AGAIN
Sorry not sorry, Junpei. But this is how Ookurikara do his things: Rudely. ]
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That's a question Junpei'd really like an answer to, as he finds himself blinking at the once-again-closed door, mouth still half-open in mid-sentence. The door was closed. Then it wasn't. Now it is again - and he's still outside. Something went wrong.
So, okay, was that really it, then? The guy just slammed the door shut without even - even the courtesy to tell him off or anythin' like that? Man, talk about rude.
... But better rude than scary.
So he's just... slowly going to bring his fist back to the door for another round of knocks.]
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Fuck it, he's going back to the door again. He would have ignore the knocks once again if he could actually go straight to sleep, which he can't. Moment later, he opens the door again. ]
What the hell do you want?
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So here, have his - still somewhat trembling - foot between the door. There. That should help?] Thanks a lot for that, man! Geez. [A sigh and a shake of his head, and he refocuses his gaze on the guy's.] Look, dude, I need to get in!
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And why should I let you in? I'm not going to have another hindrance when one's being too handful already. [ You know what he's referring to, right, Junpei? ]
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... W-Wait, you don't mean- [A look of disbelief takes over, and the pillow quickly rises back to his chest.] Your place's got one of 'em too?!
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...Define 'too'.
[ He knows, but... He's just making sure, okay? ]
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I've... also got one in my apartment?
[Which is, you know - why he's trying to get into yours.
He kinda did not take into account that he might not be the only one with a possessed room.]
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Now then, should he let this guy in? With the way the guy just threw a tantrum at this hour, Ookurikara knows very well that accepting Junpei will give him another set of headache. But on the other hand, there is a possibility that with two people in the same room, the ghost will shut up.
Obviously a very flawed logic. But it's definitely better than not trying anything. ]
...Enter.
[ In the end, he went with the latter. He steps a bit to the side, as if gesturing for his neighbor to come in. ]
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So he bows and steps inside, still holding the pillow.] Hey, thanks! Knew you'd be a good guy. [Actually, no. No he didn't. But he's glad anyway.]
Uh. Now, I- don't really wanna change the subject, but...
[There's another reason he wanted to invade someone else's apartment, and that something lets itself be known with a loud growl of his stomach.] You got a fridge...?
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Junpei's question however prompts him to raise an eyebrow, before he calmly make a point his finger to the side, indicating where his refrigerator is. Well, he can't probably see it with this darkness so maybe he shall go as far as describing it. ]
To your right. On the corner of this room.
[ ...
Somewhat short yet eerie pause from his end. ]
Just so you know, I don't even know if there's anything there. Hopefully there's--[ Another short pause. ] --Something.
[ 'Something'. Does this mean that there're foods there? Or can this 'something' mean... Well, something that have been terrorizing the apartment??
Find out in the next episode of Cerelia Test Prompt Z!! ]
c
Iori.
[ Just take that to double as "What are you doing?" ]
haa, this will not end well
M-Mitsur-?! Whoa! I mean, I- uh, I was just... [He scratched the back of his head, not sure where to safely lay his gaze. He knew where he wanted to look, but man, that would've been a more certain death than whatever lurked in his room.]
You know, wondering if I could sleep... a-at your place? [He asks meekly, carefully, ready to totally explain it all away as a joke if needed.]
c (did someone say loser sleepover)
What she hasn't really expected was to see Junpei, though. Junpei and a pillow. ]
Junpei? When you'd get here?
the best kind of sleepover!
Oh-! Um, haha, yeah I - just got here today! [Yeah, good, laugh it off, laugh it off like it's not a big deal, man, and stop squeezing the pillow so hard.] But man, they gave me ooone messy room and all... Don't think I can sleep in it, you know?
[Messy as in... possessed or something.]
excellent
Well, I guess I can let you sleep on the couch just this once... How messy is your room, anyway? It's not as bad as your room back in the dorm, is it?
[ Like, to the point that Mitsuru took it for a break-in. ]
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Aw, the couch? [Is that a hint of disappointment in his voice? Probably. But half of it is in jest, and the other fades quickly when he steps inside with a grin, his pillow raised in victory.] Safe! Pheew, thanks, you're a life saver! I mean - yeah, yeah, it was reaaal bad. Total chaos, man.
[Unlike his room, which wasn't even that bad, c'mon! But fine, okay, to emphasize the horror of his situation-]
About... ten times worse than my room.
[There, that should do it.]
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Ten times worse? Well, maybe we can talk to the landlord tomorrow. [ She flops herself on the sofa. ] Or, you know... you can tell me what's up. You look pale.
[ 'Cause, y'know, you even have a pillow with you. And sound more nervous than the usual. ]
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Alright, alright, you got me. Truth is, there's a ghost in my room. [He says that surprisingly casually for someone who was desperately banging on the door just a bit before. In fact, his tone suggests it's actually something cool. You know, now that he isn't alone and in immediate danger anymore.]
You know, like in my stories? Except this one's all real!
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[ She's not Yukari so hearing his stories back home didn't bother that much (the dead don't come back, really). But, that doesn't explain why he looked like something freaked him out— ]
... You got scared of it, didn't you? [ snrk. ]