The New Scenarios 8.5-10

New Scenario Informational Post: The Only Way Back

You've been under a rigorous training regimen with the Not-Russian Resistance for nearly a month already, and today's finally the day you've been waiting for; the all-out assault against Fantasy Castle, where the evil Not Sephiroth reins. Your dedication has made you a greater threat than you could have ever comprehended , and with your new vorpal blade, you’ve been given the ability to cut into practically anything! The entire experience making your way o who you are now has been a terrifying, yet exciting experience, and as the months have passed, you've began to miss home less and less. Back in your world, you were just another face in the crowd, but here on this Not-World, you’re a somebody.
Not-Mio also returned last week with a small army's worth of snipers, soldiers, mages, and a few very old fashioned tanks which she considered “a marvel of technology” by their standards. This battalion is being led by Not-Uni, a longtime comrade of Not-Mio that joined the cause two years ago. With Not-Uni's forces assisting, the resistance’s numbers are as great as it’s moral, but they do however remain limited by their firepower. Due to the limited number of tanks, you don't get one, meaning you’ll remain on foot with most of the others. You have faith in the resistance however, and as the sun begins to rise and the troops set off to begin the Crimson Tuesday Revolution, you can’t help but feel confident.

New Scenario 8.5: Ending Prematurely

The revolution has begun, and boy is it the spectacle. Meteors are raining down from the sky from your mages, bullets and missiles are swarming the air, enemy tanks are being split apart by the mystical blades of your comrades, and the body count is rising by the minute. You had the soul to enter the battlefield, but you are by no means a soldier, and you almost enter a panic attack at the intense bloodshed around you. You continue to trudge forward however, for not just yourself, but your comrades who support you.
It’s then that a large pink beam jets down from a swirling grey cloud in the sky. It quickly comes towards you and your troop, producing a light so blinding from up close, that you can’t determine where to go. It soon engulfs you entirely, but rather than experiencing the horrible, burning death you expected, it’s oddly warm and kind of fuzzy.
You suddenly awaken in a cold sweat with your eyes focused on a white ceiling. You feel the warmth of a quilt, and as your head turns to analyze the environment, you come to the shocking realization that this is your room; your REAL room from your REAL world, and you’re no longer wearing armor and carrying a magical blade. You're in a t-shirt and jeans, and your physique is how just like how it used to be. The bed, your TV, your consoles and push horses; it’s all there almost making you believe this whole experience was just a dream. You /would/ think this, but by your room’s window is the exact red and white box from the theater that brought you to Not-Europe. That definitely isn’t normal.
The boxes’ doors then open, revealing the battle you were just in still commencing before your eyes. As if this wasn’t already confusing enough, your cousin Not-Renaldo then opens the door to your room, telling you the exact same thing he said on the night you went to the Kitsuen Mirā, “You comin’ downstairs or what? It’s almost 7 and I’m NOT going to be late.” He doesn’t seem to notice the box of war next to you.
Should you forsake a potentially nonexistent world and return to your life? Is this even the real world to begin with? What if the war leaves the box and enters THIS world?

What do you say what do you do?

New Scenario 9: The Core of your Dilemma

(For the sake of continuity, let’s assume you’ve returned to the battlefield.)

At the 5 minute mark of Crimson Tuesday, a tank driven by Not-Mio manages to crash into the wall of Not-Sephiroth's castle, giving you and the other foot soldiers an opportunity to storm the insides. They had plenty of guards protecting the interior though; around 80 versus the 20 soldiers with you...odds were less than favorable.
With no other options Not-Cloud (a member of your group), did the only thing he could think of and used the blue fang in his pocket to cast an areal lightning spell. The end result electrocuted the entire hall however killing absolutely everyone including you and Cloud. That fang is supposed to be an outdoor item, and is extremely dangerous indoors. Lucky for you, you were one of the few people blessed with a phoenix ring, reviving you mere seconds after death. Good job champ.
After going up seven castle floors; fighting any enemies that came in the way, you eventually find a giant set of blue doors at the final floor, were you assume Not-Sephiroth resides. Your heart races, and doubt almost begins to set in your mind, but before you can reconsider your actions, you kick the door in to confront the guy. You rush in, ready to slice apart anything you can. You’re not greeted by Not-Sephiroth though, or even some kind of trap monster. You’re greeted by the wave of a young girl lying casually in a throne, wearing a thin white dress, and sporting the same fox mask of the magician that sent you here.
The grip on your sword tightens as you two begin staring each other down, and your weighing whether or not you can take her.
"Well, I must admit I’m impressed,” she says, “Most of you /humans/ don’t get this far, let alone in such a short amount of time."
You’re breathing gets heavier as your anger increases.
“If you’re wondering about Not-Sephiroth, don’t worry, he’s not real. There is nothing clever or witty in a conventional fight, so what would be the point of setting a scenario like that in the first place? Ridiculous if you ask me.”
Before you can tell her off for all she’s put you through, she snaps her fingers, causing a white door to form on your far left.
“I do have a scenario though. That door next to you is your /real/ way home. Exit, and you’ll slowly forget everything that happened here. You’re body will go back to normal, and your life can go back the way it’s supposed to be, /but/ I’m also supposed to reward any human that makes it to the end, which congratulations, you’re the first and only to do. It’ll only exist here, and you’d still forget about it if you left, but I can change Not-Europe any one way you please. If there’s something or someone you want out of this world, I’ll try my best to make it happen. Then again...” she giggles a little, “/I’m/ available in both worlds.”

What do you say what do you do?

New Scenario Season Final: Scenario 10: Love Me.

You dont know where you are right now, there’s a bright light and a...wait, thats a spotlight. You begin to hear the applauding roar of an audience as you somehow find yourself sitting in a seat far in the backrow of the theater. As expected, the box you entered at the front of the stage, is empty. Even you can’t help but be amazed, because you honestly can’t remember what happened while you were in that box. You stand up, waving to the audience as they begin clapping and cheering even harder, but for some odd reason, you have this unhappy feeling in the back of your head.
“Okay,” says the magician on stage. “That’s all I’ve got for today, so get out. Ya don’t have to stay home, but you can’t stay here.” The cheering and clapping continues as she takes a bow, and walks off stage, and slowly, the crowd begins to disperse, exiting the theatre and allowing you to get to your cousin Ronny.
“That chick was INCREDIBLE. What was it lie in there?”
You don’t really have an answer, but for some reason, you didn’t like it.
You soon returned home, to try and get some sleep, and clear your mind. Sleep doesn’t help though, as you slowly begin to have strange nightmares, about war, and moe anime characters, and at some point, you’re sure you end up having sex with a giant snake. The whole thing begins to get so graphic and disturbing, that you eventually wake early with your eyes bolting open. A voice in the darkness then questions, “Are you okay dear?”
You fall out of your bed, screaming like a punk bitch as you try to get to your desk and grab your emergency killing scissors. The light come up before you can reach them though, and you see a beautiful girl in a sheer white gown by the switch.
“Easy there tiger. It’s me, Kikue.”
You don’t recognize the face, but you do the body.
“The magician?” you ask saying your first line of dialogue in this entire series.
“Bingo!”
She snaps her fingers, disappearing in a puff, before reappearing by your side on the floor.
“So, I know I said you weren’t going to have memories about Not-Europe, but I couldn’t sleep knowing you’d forget about our adventures. Didn’t feel right, so I came to your house to feed you my memories.”
You do begin to process what she means, and while your memories are very hazy, you know enough that you want to hook this girl in her bitch face. She poofs away onto your bed however, before you can get the chance.
“I usually don’t get attached to humans, but...I feel a strange connection to you. I’ve never met a human with such cunning and craft. I had never experienced the joys I had when challenging you...until that night we had spent together happened, but that was an entirely different /kind/ of joy, but weighing them side by side, scenarios might still edge it’s way on top.”
As you come to your feet, pushing yourself up off of the table, you can feel the blades of your killing scissors on left hands fingertips.
“I know this seems sudden, but I want to stay with you as long as my magic can allow. I’m not a very good cook, but I can make someone who is, so what I guess I’m trying to say is…”
Her cheeks grow red as her eyes drop into a more sultry expression.
“...will you be my lover?”

What do you say what do you do?