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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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[He nods, stepping further into the building.]

So you don't have any direction. All you can do is react.

Basically. Even by collecting data on certain events, we aren't any closer to being able to predict upcoming attacks with more than... I'd say about a week's advanced notice. And that's only with government technology, so we Visitors aren't always privy to it.

[Even as he's occupied with the conversation, Hizumi begins making his way to a table that isn't too far away.]

[Ayumu follows along as well, making his way past any people crowding the area.]

This Philemon doesn't seem to be the most helpful of beings.

['Beings', because he didn't know what to call it. It might just be Philemon isn't even taking it seriously at all, to just chuck them in without any direction like that and these Personas. But wouldn't that just be predictable?]

It's pretty much impossible to contact him again, too. Talk about a pain!

[This table seems as good as any. He'll take a seat to the side, mindful as ever that Ayumu will have an easier time with the nearer one.]

He only contacts each person once?

[So not only was it a lack of information given to begin with, they couldn't even ask for it, either.... He settles into the seat nearest him, grateful for it. While he wasn't that reliant on the crutch, all the squeezing through crowds made his legs and shoulder ache.]

When he pulls them in?

Once when he pulls us there, and after that, whenever he feels the need to communicate with us again.

So far, I think the most anyone has met with him is twice.

So when has he felt the need to?

[Hm.]

So far, it's only been when I was first brought to Hinoto-Ri, and once again right before he sent a bunch of us to another world. He contacted everyone to let them know that about half of us would be getting thrown into a dangerous situation along with some more vague instructions, but that's about it.

Guess it makes sense in an odd fashion for a 'spirit guide' to not speak straight.

[Like in old stories.]

Especially since most of us didn't even realize until we got there that he wanted us to go after a being most people affectionately call "the crawling chaos".

[Said in probably the least affectionate tone possible.]

....'The Crawling Chaos'.

[....That has to be the lamest title he's ever heard.]

Yep. Complete with tentacles and an intimate knowledge of your deepest and darkest fears. Sometimes, he apparently goes by the name Nyarlathotep - some kind of Lovecraftian thing.

Not that the place where he chose to hide was much better than that. I'm pretty sure it had a floor for every single horror story you can think of.

[Noooot a fun trip, that one.]

Sounds pleasant.

[Sarcastically. It sounded like some sort of living nightmare.]

Was that one of the 'stronger demons' you mentioned, or something else entirely?

Something else entirely. We can at least beat the stronger demons, even if it takes multiple people.

.....You didn't manage to beat it?

[.... So that thing was stronger than anything they'd face before, whatever it was.]

What happened?

We figured he was somewhere in the middle of a maze, so we split up to find him. Turns out we didn't need to find him for him to be able to mess with us from a distance.

Anyway, my group didn't end up finding him. We were still lost in there when we suddenly got dragged back to Hinoto-Ri.

[Lost and at Nyarly's mercy, really.]

[...That would make it difficult. A maze in a building apparently made out of different fears, where a creature who knew each person's worst fears resided.]

Let me guess.... he showed every one of you what you feared most and managed to delay all of you.

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Seems that way! I think a few people managed to fight him, but I never asked for details.

[He was so ready to be done with that place pretty much from the get-go.]

Even if they did, it sounds like it worked anyway. He did get away.

Basically.

That guy... he was in Hinoto-Ri first, but then he went to that tower, and that's why we were sent after him. But if he decided to go to another world, is it still our responsibility to do something about it?

[Hizumi, you might just be biased against the location...]

If he could go there in the first place, he might come back just as easily. [He glances at Hizumi.] And he would just terrorize the people in that place in the meantime.

It's not like we're the only ones who could fight. That place was similar to this one and Hinoto-Ri; it had people from all different worlds, too. Although those people were definitely trapped.

That make sense. If it's as bad a place as you say I can't see anyone sticking around willingly.

[So they were trapped, obviously.]

Byt who knows what this Philemon guy is thinking.

That's what I want to know. But even when he does show his face - figuratively speaking, anyway - there's not much room for conversation.

[Perhaps it was part of being in the Collective Unconsciousness, but it's hard to retain your senses enough to do much besides listen, and even those recollections could end up hazy after the fact.]

Well if he invites you through a dream, you can't expect much coherency either.

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