Yvette's super fun spy simulator: Session II

[idolpro]

Objective: Convince Yvette to leave the Ideal World.
The following is ICly known:

• Unit abilities are off
• Yvette is actively trying to sabotage players
• One tactic is making interaction "pay for play," using memories, specifically those of Yvette. (max 5)
• False memories will not be accepted as Payment.
• Alternate Payment is negotiable, but will also result in forgetting what is paid (roll 1d6 with a score of 4 or higher for an accepted alternate payment)
• Use of force is highly inadvisable, and the condition for success is extremely low. Failure will result in a false memory.
• Your smartphone works, and can be used to document inconsistencies in the Ideal World.

tl;dr The more evidence you collect, the more convincing you are; memories can be used to fast track, but if they run low, you get mindfucked.
All things lost or received during the game will be reversed upon waking or within one IC day, at player’s discretion. The character does not know this ICly.

Comments

START!

[idolpro]

You wake up sitting at a desk, in front of a totally “State of the Art” *(in the 90s) computer workstation. A message pops up on the monitor:
Congratulations! You’ve been selected to participate in an assessment of your talent in the ~illustrious and exciting field of espionage~
While this line of work requires a lot of sacrifice, it is our hope that you are not deterred by the challenge.
After all, giving up the familiar does not always constitute a loss, and there is a wealth of knowledge at your disposal. So learn as much as you can!

What would you like to study first?
Social Skills
Combat
I don’t know
Let's take a break

Re: START!

[worldlyafflictions]

[Pink will select Social Skills, of course, half curious if he's missing anything]

Re: START!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[So glad to be a child of the 90s. All this looks familiar.

Immediately pressing the Social Skills button.]

Re: START!

[iamverybadass]

[ Well...not quite what he expected, but at least this seems straight forward.

Selecting Combat ]

Re: START!

[firstworldproblem]

[Also selecting social skills but he is sorely tempted by the take a break button.]

Re: START!

[constellationprize]

[ I'm from 1904 and what is this

After some time mulling it over she selects social skills ]

[failedsafe]

[Social Skills!]

Casino Party!

[idolpro]

Viva Las Vegas! The cigarette smoke in the air is thick enough to make someone gag, and the bright lights and louder colors are disorienting in the worst way. Even though the crowd of people is made of cardboard, the casino is full of raucous laughter and merriment. Yvette is naturally working at the bar, alternating between doing magic tricks and slinging drinks.

Re: Casino Party!

[worldlyafflictions]

[Takes a quick photo of the cardboard people before he wanders his way over to the bar.]

Hey Yvette-san! Ya hostin' or just helpin' out today?

Re: Casino Party!

[firstworldproblem]

[Not every can have your work ethic, Yvette! He walks up to the bar and leans on the counter. The lights and colors are absolutely terrible though.]

Busy I see. So who are your favorite guests?

[Motioning to the cardboard people.]

Re: Casino Party!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Is anyone in the cardboard people recognizable?

Intensity leans up against the bar, back to Yvette as he surveys the crowd]

Busy night?

Re: Casino Party!

[constellationprize]

[ someone, yes. not unlike her,

the sights are dazzling but the smoke leaves her without much time to really appreciate them; after she's gotten her coughing under control she makes her way over to the bar, ]

H-Hi, Yvette ... What are you doing . . . ?

[failedsafe]

[These people sure are fake and she's taking many pictures of them before she heads to the bar.]

Park

[idolpro]

The sunlight shines brightly above you, and you find yourself in a grassy field... at least that's how it looks at first glance, but it seems to be made of pieced together tiles of astroturf.

Yvette is wearing a military uniform, and is holding a clipboard.

Re: Park

[iamverybadass]

[ Eyes the astroturf briefly and takes a quick glance around to see if there's any buildings or equipment around. Whether there are or not though, he's going right over to Yvette ]

Is this where the combat training is?

Re: Park

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Just.

A slight furrowing of his brows at the military uniform before he makes his way over to Yvette]

So what kind of combat training do you offer?

Re: Park

[worldlyafflictions]

[...Takes a pic of Yvette]

Library

[idolpro]

You enter what looks like a grand library, with large, high windows and a sweeping staircase to the second floor. The bookshelves are full of books to browse, likely full of secret spy knowledge.

Yvette is seated at the front counter, reading a book.

Re: Library

[iamverybadass]

Oh—

[ Wait, heading over to her so he can keep his voice polite and low for the library ]

Yvette. What are you reading?

Re: Library

[firstworldproblem]

[Checking out the bookshelves first.]

Re: Library

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Browsing the bookshelves first.

Hmmm. What do we have here?]

BREAK TIME

[idolpro]

The décor sparkles with rainbows and hearts in unnaturally bright, oversaturated colors. It’s so happy! Cheerful! Cozy! Kindly disregard how the oversugared, artificially fruity fragrance hangs in the air as heavy as the plush pillows and blankets piled all over the place. Just ignore the chemical undertone of plastic that seems to lodge itself in your nose. It’s fine, really.

Beneath one of the blankets, you hear a rustle.

Then, another.

And another.

The blanket lump closest to you makes a noise. You hear:

• "Arf! Arf!"
• "Mew mew~"
• "Noo...lah!"

Re: BREAK TIME

[iamverybadass]

What in the Hell says noolah...

[ Lifts a corner of the nearest blanket ]

Dressing Room

[idolpro]

The Dressing Room is full of every imaginable outfit, and they all happen to be just your size! How convenient! The room all but encourages you to play dress up, and there's a script on the table. What role will you be playing? Only one way to find out...

Re: Dressing Room

[iamverybadass]

Yvette...?

[ Glancing around the costume racks for a sign of...anyone... he'll flip through the script curiously too ]

Practice Room

[idolpro]

Oddly enough, the Practice Room doesn't seem to house anything to hone any other skills you may have picked up along the way. What you'll find are endless art supplies, some completed Paintings, and a Piano.

Re: Practice Room

[iamverybadass]

[ Plunks out a few notes on the piano, glancing around for anything that looks out of placehere ]

Yvette...?

Boss Battle

[idolpro]

Your dream dissolves into the soft rush of waves and the quiet hiss of fine sand beneath your feet. The colors are soft and transparent, like a faded watercolor painting. The sea is made of sheets of paper that disintegrate and flow around anything in its path, gentle as water. As it ebbs away, it leaves everything it has touched completely dry.

Standing on the shoreline is Yvette, in a razor sharp skirt suit in black and claret red, her hair slicked back into a severe bun. Her smile is unpleasantly smug, like a certain Producer who shall not be named. In fact, you get the impression that if you blamed her for all your misfortunes and heaped all your hatred upon her, she would welcome it gladly. After all, she has been against you since you arrived, wasn't she? Wasn't she the one who cut your beautiful dream short?

"You've found me."

Re: Boss Battle

[iamverybadass]

[ He's irritated—angry, but the reasons behind it don't quite make sense. Was it only the dream that upset him? No, there's a reason he was pursuing her... ]

Finally. No thanks to those weird stand-ins you have around.