From One City to Another [Open post event info and start]

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Who: Everyone (guests and non-guests alike)
Where: Geartopia
Summary: Event in City start!
Warnings: Cowboys and Gears
EVENT INFO: Read about it here if you're a new comer!

The Mayoress keeps her word, and the Visitors are whisked away and changed into more suitable clothing for this world, free of charge. As they step down from the portal -- a stark contrast to the last time it was used, a giant man standing easily over eight feet tall and resembling a mammoth takes out a piece of string and measures everyone for their complimentary hat, vest, goggles and boots, as a small team works nearby to adjust the sizes of the materials they already have. It's rather interesting to see them at work, cutting with iron scissors - a spiderlady using her own silken string along with a robot aide to patch things up. Before long, you are given an outfit that's been tailor-fit for you.

Hopefully you aren't too arachnophobic, she's a nice old lady.

Once that's all done, the Mayoress speaks up.

"Come with us, please!"

Robotic horses and chariots draw them into the middle of the town, as a small map is given to everyone, but it's overly simple at best.

As they arrive in the town square, a look around reveals that the people here seem to be a mixture of humans, humanoid animals that have evolved, and robots. The feeling is very Old West, but with it all kept at a simple level despite the advance technology present. Compared to Hinoto-Ri and its lights, bright city and atmosphere, Geartopia feels like it falls on the opposite end of the spectrum. There's barely anything that would make you think of a modern city.

Which is why those that don't look like they belong stand out even more than you do.

Confused people from various worlds, not meant to have landed here... but currently with no way to go home, are stuck in Geartopia, violently torn from whatever they had been doing.

"We ain't sure what happened," she tells the Visitors, shaking her head. "But the past three days have been nothin' more than a giant mess! And they keep pilin' up. We need you to help us figure out what's happenin’!"

As they continue towards the town's center, she gives a bit more explanation: Once, long ago, Geartopia was built by aliens visiting the planet that granted intelligence to some native species. That includes her kind! The giant black obsidian monoliths humming precariously outside of town are an example of that. Normally the rocks only work when they need to contact other worlds. Three days ago, they started to glow, and that's when others began to appear here. People that had not been planned for. And they were still coming in, too...

The technology the elder aliens left them allows them to contact other planets during times of distress, but otherwise, there is nothing futuristic going on - the aliens wanted it this way and for the most part, the population respects this. Most of the area is dry and arid, with very tiny grass and shrubs growing over the hill, and, strangely enough, an area from town that is densely populated by forest.

They'll need your strange and powerful manpower in the upcoming days… just like twenty years ago, when the previous mayoress had called upon great heroes for aid.

[OOC Info about Geartopia:

- Saloon and bars of all sizes. Most are comically named with an object and a color. You can find all sorts of them across town. The shadier ones can be found at the far end of the west.

- There are hotels with gear-driven pianos playing wistful tunes as you drink hard liquor made from cactus juice, honey and barley. The honey wine is especially prized and costly.

- There is also a small carnival with a steampunk and old west fair, sugar and cactus fruit pies, whole animals roasted over open pits, musicians, and a single wooden coaster. It's not much, but the food is excellent.

- Be careful, however. The cactus fruit does cause stomach aches for most people not native to this world.

- There are farms around here, if you feel like having real food and doing honest work.

- The general store has steampunk items for sale, but most of them are much too expensive for the visitors at this point. You can try to barter.

- Oh, and news travels fast. Cause problems, and the rumors will travel to the mayoress fast enough.

- Start posts with Open or Closed depending on what you want to do!

RP VISITORS NOT FROM STRINGS: Here’s your own situation: Your character showed up here anytime from the 4th to the 16th and they have no idea why. They just popped out from their own place and popped in here. HAVE FUN!]

Comments

billy cranston } power rangers } open

[oncearanger]

And Billy had hoped he'd finally been returned to a somewhat stable way of life. It had been at least a year since his last fling in the multiverse, and surely that had been a safe amount of time to return to his modest dreams of becoming one of Earth's top engineers, right?

Apparently not.

He found himself plagued by teleportation-inspired nausea for the first time in quite a while, tumbling out into a desert world while dressed entirely inappropriately. No, his mechanic's coveralls certainly did not work for the desert, and he soon tied the top part around his waist and pushed his goggles atop his head.

He'd meant to ask the first person he saw for answers, but this first encounter was with something entirely different: likenesses of people who happened to be close friends from his former adventure.

After receiving the explanation for that curious phenomenon, Billy settled into one of the nicer looking bars. Not his natural habitat, but he'd learned that it was a fairly good place to pick up further information. Perhaps he'd encounter some of the newest batch of visitors to this world.

"Salutations," he'd say, with just a tinge of self-awareness.

Re: billy cranston } power rangers } open

[tetsuwan_atom]

Atom made his way through the bar's double doors, taking a seat at one of the stools. "Milk, please," he said to the bartender.

"Wow, hey! So you're here, too, huh? Did you get a look at those statues outside?"

[oncearanger]

"Atom!" Billy said warmly. He smiled and sipped at his water---as interesting as the cactus juice was, he was sure, he wanted to keep his wits about him for any investigating he was doing.

"I did. Seeing my friends' faces again was great, but I guess feeling a little nostalgic."

He idly stirred the water. "I miss them, but the biggest question is why some of us are here again."

[tetsuwan_atom]

"I don't know," said Atom as the bartender brought him his order (but not without giving him a funny look).

"But the ship's always doing stuff like this, isn't it? Maybe there's something here that we still have to do. Like maybe everyone's in danger again..."

[oncearanger]

"I haven't been on Stacy in at least a year, though," Billy answered, looking puzzled. "I'd had too much to do back on Earth. I don't know how I was brought here---a rip in space-time?"

[tetsuwan_atom]

"You haven't?" said Atom, looking a little confused. "I just saw you the other day, though... unless you're saying you're from the future or something?"

This was getting weirder by the minute. "Wait, does that mean your Earth got put back together again?"

[oncearanger]

"No, I've been home for a while. I think...maybe I'm from an alternate future. I have to consider the evidence more, but my timeline doesn't seem to match with anyone else's."

Billy looked perplexed, idly drumming on the table.

[tetsuwan_atom]

"Well, I don't really get it, but I guess if you know who I am, that's good enough." Atom took a sip of his milk.

"So what're you going to do now?"

[oncearanger]

"First, I need a new costume to blend in with the locals. Then I'll investigate: try to see what the problem is this time, and if we can help.

The town seems fairly loud, so finding answers shouldn't be too difficult."

[tetsuwan_atom]

"Well," said Atom, scratching at the back of his head, "I meant if you were gonna try and get back to Earth, but... well, if you need any help, seems like there are a couple of us around!"

He lowered his voice. "Maybe the mayor'll be glad to see us, too. I mean, if they've got those statues of us and everything."

[oncearanger]

"Right. So...maybe we need to find the mayor. Or sheriff. Or whoever's in charge by now."

Billy glanced around the bar once, then fiddled with his wrists as he thought. "Getting out of here is a complication, though. This technology isn't anywhere near sophisticated enough for us to leave on our own."

[tetsuwan_atom]

Atom downed the rest of his milk in one gulp. "Sounds like a good idea! And I bet once they find out who we are, they'll be happy to tell us what's going on."

He put his glass back down on the counter. "Besides, we've gotta get you back to Earth! Right?"

[half_a_soul]

Jono? Jono had no idea how the hell he'd gotten here. One moment, he was still on Stacy. The next, he's in the middle of the bloody Wild West.

Okay, not quite the Wild West, but he half expects Clint Eastwood to pop out of one of the swinging doors.

Usually get a bit of warnin' before we end up in someplace like this. He rubbed the back of his head, ducking into one of the nearby buildings, mostly to get out of the sun. Because his normal 'uniform' of black and more black didn't handle the sun too well.

Of course, that meant he ducked into a bar. Ah, bollocks. Reckon I'll give this place a bleedin' miss.

He wasn't keeping it to himself. He'd been around other non-telepaths far too long NOT to broadcast what he was saying.

[oncearanger]

Billy looked up at the sound of that familiar voice in his head. Sure enough---scarf, black. He waved his hand high.

"Jono! It's been far too long, though the reunion circumstances aren't exactly ideal."

[half_a_soul]

Billy? Really, he should have noticed a mind that he knew in the place. But, it wasn't exactly the same. Still, he walked over, offering his hand. Could've sworn I jus' saw you in Engineerin', mate.

[oncearanger]

Time discrepancy. Not that I haven't faced one of those before.

He gestures for Jono to sit with him, but he does have one question. I guess you're here to gather information as well?

[half_a_soul]

Much easier to have this conversation mentally. Jono tightens up the broadcast, narrowing the bridge down between just himself and Billy. Aye. Well, was mostly lookin' to see if there was anybody else from Stacy here. Lotta people out there I don' recognize. He tilts his head to Billy. You got some idea what's happenin'?

[oncearanger]

I've seen Zouichi, Simon, and Lash. No others so far.

Did you see the likenesses of them outside? Billy wondered, eying the people around them curiously. Everyone else was well dressed for the West, so it wasn't entirely obvious that anything was off.

But he could look.

[half_a_soul]

He reached up, rubbing the length of his nose. Jono's version of scratching his chin, really. Aye, I saw 'em. I'd recognize Kang anywhere. So...what? This is that Wild West world we sent people down to couple years back?

[oncearanger]

I believe so. It seems to be in danger once again.

Billy frowns and folds his arms, taking a quick look at their surroundings. Though I can't imagine what the threat could be this time, and I can't seem to identify any newcomers.

[half_a_soul]

Well, like I said. They ain't from the ship, which is 'bout the best I can do right now. Jono glances around as well, dropping his hand so that he could lean against the bar. Reckon they'll tell us what's goin' on 'ventually. 'Course, we're gonna have to wait on it.

[oncearanger]

Right. In the meantime...

Billy tentatively sips his water. The taste is a little strange, but it's otherwise fine. He folds his hands in front of him.

Do you think we should make a stronger effort to blend in?

[half_a_soul]

Jono blinks, then looks down at himself. Uh...right. Guess this doesn' quite blend in, does it? Not unless he wanted to look like the villain in a spaghetti western, at least.

[oncearanger]

A neckerchief can work. You'll be fine. I'd just recommend lighter clothing and a hat, honestly.

Billy looks down at himself and laughs. As for myself, I'll have to see about going back to denim.

[half_a_soul]

I'm gonna end up lookin' like the villain. But, Jono figures he can deal with that. He looks Billy over and tilts his head slightly. Awright, I know you ain't worn anythin' like that on Stacy. An' you were thinkin' somethin' earlier 'bout time discrepancy. What's up?