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destinystrings2013-10-05 09:47 pm
stringmods) wrote in destinystrings2013-10-05 09:47 pm
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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!]
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Axel just holds his hands up in resignation. He's not sure what the heck Demyx's even playing at... but he'll play along for now. It's what he does, after all...
"Alright. Weird alternate future. I don't suppose you picked up any weird alternate lottery numbers from any worlds, huh?"
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Because let's face it, if he doesn't actually say it sooner or later he's not going to be able to get it out of his head.
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Not that he can do anything about whatever's brought this on in this Demyx's time. But it might be worth him ... keeping an eye on his own. Making sure that things work out as planned.
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Well, no, it doesn't. There's a lot of rationalization going on in Nocturne's head - he's pretty sure his statement is, in fact, accurate, but it isn't why he left.
"That and the fact that the guy is kind of a psycho in general." That part's a lot closer to the truth.
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"I'd started to have my suspicions."
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He pauses. "I'd, uh, rather not get into what actually happens in the future. Spoilers and self-fulfilling prophecies and everything, it'd probably make things worse." Spending all that time in the Underworld and near Olympus, he's got a decent idea of how fate works. He's not entirely sure whether he should even hint at how much smaller the Organization already was by the time he jumped ship.
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Axel lets out a long sigh, wondering if one of the local drinks will actually make a difference to his frame of mind. This is damn close to something like feeling annoyed, he'd have to say.
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He rubs his forehead. "Anyway. Do you have any idea what we're actually doing here?"
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Axel's something akin to glad to be getting off the topic of strange alternate futures - and definitely to be getting off the topic of Xemnas. He holds his hands up in a shrug. "As much as you do, I'm afraid."
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He pauses and considers this. "Okay, we might, but it'd only be if we had somebody like Larxene with us."
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Nocturne slouches back in his chair, rolling his head back. "So, whaddya wanna do? Just wait it out and hope it lets us go, or go and try and find some way out ourselves?"
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He pauses for a moment, though, and considers a not-unlikely option with a grin: "And if it happens there's nothing to be learned, at least I can say I tried when I put my feet up."