destinystrings | 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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[Trying to sneak up on Atsuro...]

Where it is in relation to here? No idea. But what it is, of course.

[Startled, he turns around and see Issei.]

Wh--Issei! [Relief is clear on his face, before he gets down to business.] Glad to see you're here as well. Any idea what's going on?

I could not have less of an idea. It's not even near the full moon, is it?

Last I check the cycle and date, no. It's not even the second half of the month yet, right?

It's not. It's possible we can't blame this on Prospero's regular routine.

An outside force this time? Or not? If it's not one of the Shadows, it must be powerful enough to either completely change Prospero's appearance or taken us to another city.

It's brought in too many new people at once for this to just be a Shadow.

Do you think it's whoever originally brought us into Prospero? Or another entity entirely?

No way to be sure of either, for now.

Yeah.

...Right now, we need to find the others. Does your phone work?

No signal. I don't think that's ever happened in Prospero.

Yeah. I don't remember them not working before. [That rules out it's just his phone.] Do you still have your Persona?

That, I have. And I don't remember it being with me the times I went home.

Which is what I'm wondering about. Why let us keep our Personas instead of locking them away?

[Which sounds better than removing them.]

I don't know... Maybe we'll have to fight here.

Most likely. It's almost how we always handle things.

Good thing we've gotten skilled at that.

...I don't seem to have my sword on me.

...We'd just need to get a new weapon. But the only problem there is money, since I kinda doubt they use the American dollar here.

And I doubt they give weapons out for free...

Hm, this is pretty worrying.

I agree, unless this city's laws and populations are really good at keeping violence under control.

If we have to, we'll just improvise.

You haven't been here long enough to see if there's a Dark Hour, have you?

Nope. I got here about...an hour or so ago? Not long enough to see midnight.

That's something we have to stay up for, just to get a confirmation.

Yeah.

...But that means finding a place to stay, in case we're here for a while.

Right... they gave us clothes, perhaps they'll give us lodgings as well. That would be like Prospero, anyway.

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