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

Yaiba Mizushiro | Spiral: The Bonds of Reasoning | OPEN!

[originalblade]

[Aaaah, this is strange...

He was going about life as usual when he was pulled to this curious place, and while he realizes immediately that it can't just be a prank (it would require far too many funds to waste on such a trivial thing), he's still rather at a loss as to what all of this could be.

But if he just stands around, he's not exactly going to get any answers, now is he?

So, with a friendly expression on his face, he'll go ahead and approach anyone nearby.]

Excuse me! Sorry, but do you know what's going on here?

[For those who know Hizumi... It's strange. This fellow looks exactly like him, even if his clothes are a little more dated. Maybe it's one of those pesky alternates who tend to show up every now and then?]

yooooo

[capitalbackup]

[And what would you know it. One of the people Yaiba approached is a girl who happens to know Hizumi.

She only plan to give him a brief look, only to do a double take.]

...Mizushiro?

[For some reason, this androgynous looking girl knows his surname.]

[originalblade]

[Huh? That's odd.]

Er... have we met before?

[It's not like him at all to forget a face...]

[capitalbackup]

[She stares at him, before she finally answers]

...Mostly likely, no. What is your full name?

[originalblade]

...Yaiba Mizushiro. But how did you know my last name?

[capitalbackup]

I met Hizumi Mizushiro. That's how I know your last name.

[And how startled she was by his appearance.]

Are you his brother?

[originalblade]

Hizumi?

[That gets a confused look.]

I'm an only child. As far as I know, there's no Hizumi in my family.

[capitalbackup]

[She raise a brow.]

Really? I could be mistaken, but I do know a Hizumi Mizushiro and he mentioned having a sibling.

[Okay, she can exercise some tact to avoid mentioning the "dead" bit. It's because this is too curious and she kind of want more information.]

[originalblade]

I think you have to be mistaken. I'm sixteen, you know? My parents are kind of old to have another kid.

/creeps on

[halberdaxe]

[Oh it's YOU. That irksome kid that Noda won't even consider to like. So he was going to ignore you but then when the green-haired familiar face ask a question, Noda stops and gives a confused glare.]

What?

[Did that recent Trihardo event incident somehow mess with the kid's head or something?]

Kyaaaa~

[originalblade]

I was just asking if you happen to know what's going on here. I just arrived, but... this can't be a prank, can it?

[He notices that Noda doesn't seem to be too happy to speak with him, but he more or less figures it's just because this guy isn't a very pleasant fellow to begin with. I mean, it's not like they know each other, right?]

[halberdaxe]

Are you trying to fool me? You have been in this world for a while now.

[And Noda looks dead serious about this as he asks.]

[originalblade]

Huh-?

[That's... a really weird thing for him to say.]

I think you're mistaken. I've never seen this place before in my life.

[halberdaxe]

[The expression starts to change from genuinely confused to anger on his face as his glare starts getting more intimidating as he tightens his grip on his halberd.]

I have seen your annoying face a few times! [And "talked" to the same face, at that.]

[originalblade]

[Yaiba remains calm. Nothing truly horrible has happened to him in all his life; why should he be worried?]

You've seen my face...? But I've never met you before. Are you sure it wasn't in a paper or a magazine?

[He's genuinely confused by this.]

[halberdaxe]

I never fail to remember my enemies' faces! [That's not true Noda stop...

He picks his halberd up and swings it around to point the blade tip at Yaiba as if he's making a point.]

[originalblade]

[That does get a step back, his arms raising hastily in a sign of submission.]

Enemy-?

Hey, look! I'm not trying to pick a fight or anything! I don't even know you!

Yolo

[melodyoflogic]

[It might be obvious enough the teen Yaiba approaches is having some degree of difficulty navigating the sudden influx of people at times... but that might be because of the pair of crutches he's relying on. He glances over at the stranger though, shaking his head.]

Does anyone?

[It was too much to be some sort of ruse.... And even the most complex costumes can only go so far.]

Is that supposed to be a joke or

[originalblade]

Well, it was worth a try.

[It's better to do something rather than nothing, after all!]

You look like you're having trouble, though. Maybe we should move to a place with less people?

Possibly

[melodyoflogic]

I'm fine.

[The whole point of seeking out people was to get more information, anyway. Going elsewhere would be counterproductive. But maybe...]

...Unless there's a place to eat around here.

[More possibilities with less footwork.]

You're terrible

[originalblade]

It looks like there are some places, but...

Do you happen to have money for this place?

Pot, kettle.

[melodyoflogic]

I'll figure something out.

[Only he wasn't really hungry. That wasn't the point here.]

[originalblade]

Well, it probably couldn't hurt to explore at least.

Think they'd let us into a bar? I haven't seen too many restaurants.

[melodyoflogic]

It couldn't hurt to check, could it?

[If this place was anything like the 'old west' feel it seemed to be going for...]

[originalblade]

If we're really lucky, they'll take pity on us and give us free drinks.

[Priorities. Yaiba has them.

But even he can see the advantage of chatting up locals in the bar, and what better scenario to do that under than that of a newcomer who needs a hand?]

Then, let's go!

[And he'll begin walking, although he does make sure to pace himself so Ayumu can keep up.]