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

[originalblade]

I'm not exactly planning to become a murderer, you know...

[You're kinda messed up, aren't you, kid?]

But if I run into him while I'm here, I'll be sure to tell you about it!

[primordial]

Yeah, sure...and if not, I'll find him and ask him myself. He always seems to run into me when I don't want it...

[originalblade]

Heeeh... If that's the case, maybe I should just stick by you!

[primordial]

Wait, what? No! No, don't do that!

[WOW NO HE DOESN'T NEED TWO OF YOU AROUND HIM.]

I-I'm not bait!

[originalblade]

[Golly what a reaction.]

...Wow. I was joking, you know?

If you want me to leave that badly, you can just say so.

[primordial]

I just...

[He clutches his head, looking away with the most miserable of expressions.]

I just don't really like him, okay? I'm sorry...

[originalblade]

Why's that? Did he do something to you?

[primordial]

What hasn't he done to me. [A scoff.] He's blamed me for things I didn't do, annoys me when I want to be left alone...really, I don't know what his problem is.

[originalblade]

...Just wondering, but how often do you want to be left alone?

[primordial]

[A long pause as he just stares, his eyebrows creasing together.]

And w-why does that matter...?

[originalblade]

I just wanted to know if it's because you normally want to be left alone or not.

[primordial]

That has nothing to do with anything.

[He glowers, turning away and bringing his knees up to himself.]

[That's pretty much a big yes.]

[originalblade]

...So that's a "yes".

[primordial]

I-I didn't say that!

[LIKE IT WASN'T OBVIOUS OR ANYTHING]

[originalblade]

You didn't say it, but that's what you mean.

[He waves a hand nonchalantly.]

It's fine if you want to be by yourself, you just need to make sure these people know that.

[primordial]

[He frowns slightly.]

Yeah? And what do I tell them "leave me alone"? Isn't that...isn't that rude?

[originalblade]

If you put it like that, maybe. Try something like, "I need some time by myself".

[primordial]

But...what if I need some time by myself all the time? That's what it feels like some days.

[originalblade]

You just don't mention that part.

[primordial]

Oh. I see...

[He rests his chin on his knees, a sort of dejected look on his face.]

At least you're not like him. All like, "you should make friends, why aren't you making friends"...

[originalblade]

Is that what he did? I wonder what about you caught his interest?

[primordial]

How should I know...!? [He yells, before he looks like he instantly regrets that, his voice becoming soft and quiet again.] I guess I'm just easy to make fun of...

[originalblade]

Well, either way, it looks like he's caught your attention too. For you to dislike him so much, I mean.

[primordial]

Yeah, well...wouldn't you pay attention to a fly that keeps buzzing around you when you don't want it to? It's like that.

[originalblade]

...You really aren't holding back here, are you? Did he seriously pester you that much?