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Date & Time: Jan 12th to Jan 19th (real time), July 11th to July 18th (historical time), 1884
Location: Black Rock, New Mexico, USA
Characters: All transports
Summary: Fearing UE reprisal, the Initiative corrals all transports and shoos them onto a mission back to the Wild West, to vote Gerald "Moony" Jackson in as Mayor of Black Rock. Transports are encouraged to used all their wiles to encourage townsfolk to vote in favor of him, too. Other than that, they're free to roam as they will for 7 whole days! Good luck finding food and shelter, masses. (See the OOC post for more information.)

The Initiative had been terse and rushed as they gathered the transports into the Transporter room, and anyone unwilling to participate will have been forcibly hurried along. The Initiative employees had seemed distracted and worried, and unwilling to stand around and debate. It was time to move. The teleportation had gone off without a hitch, and a roomful of transports have been treated, quite suddenly, to a broad and sunny blue sky, and especially to the heat of mid July in the American West.

Enjoy your weeklong stay in Black Rock, New Mexico! The town is small and sleepy, with just 3 good saloons and one questionable (but considerably cheaper) one. There are a few inns, but these inns aren't quite prepared to room a sudden influx of over 300 travelers, and some people might have to bunk up or get creative with their sleeping arrangements. If you sleep in an inn at all, of course. There's plenty of unexplored wilderness out there to sleep in instead, isn't there? Just make sure to check your boots for scorpions in the morning.

The only instructions are "vote for Gerald "Moony" Jackson for Mayor, and try to convince others to do the same", and you've been given just enough money to cover a very sparse room and board for 7 days, if you don't spend it in anything else.

So, how do you spend your time?

Edit: Overflow log!

Comments

[hostage]

[Jesse's on the outskirts of town when he spots Ygritte. He recognizes her as a Transport, which probably means he shouldn't stop and stare, but he can't help himself. Because she's undressing. Which... yeah, the locals wouldn't be able to tell whether they're running around naked or not, but -]

You're gonna get sunburned as hell.

[freewoman]

[She's more just pulling on the shirt, but it's uncomfortable, and she's uncomfortable. And it's too hot. She's already got a bit of a sunburn on her cheeks, her skin not used to being this exposed to the sun. When he speaks, she rolls her head to the side in an exaggerated sigh.]

I'm already burnt.

[hostage]

[Either way, his eyes are focused on her chest until he becomes a little more self-conscious and raises them to her face.]

Ah, shit. Yeah, you are. Hold on -

[He's carrying a backback (wouldn't go into the desert alone without one) which he now shrugs off his shoulders to rifle through. A second later, he's pulling out a bottle of sunscreen.]

[freewoman]

[She's pulling at her shirt again, whining. Because seriously. The sun can shine for whole days beyond the Wall, but it's still as cold as ever. There's no cloud in the sky. Not to mention the sand. Everywhere.]

How do these people stand it? If my people were here, there wouldn't be a shred o' clothing on.

[She's stopped wriggling though. What is he doing? What is that? Ygritte gives the bottle a weird look.]

What's tha'?

[hostage]

Sunscreen.

[Jesse straightens up and pops the cap off to smear a little bit of it on his cheek in demonstration. Then he offers the bottle to Ygritte.]

It'll stop you from burning more. You just rub it on your skin wherever you wanna protect.

[freewoman]

I don't see no screens. [But she takes it from it. She's still cautious, though her tone is more belittling. It's her standard default when she doesn't know something.]

[hostage]

[He thinks that was a joke, so he laughs.]

If you need any help rubbing it on your back or anything...

[freewoman]

Is that why y'gave it to me? So you could touch me? [You can have your stupid screens back if that's the case.]

[hostage]

Whoa, hey! -

[Hands up in defense!]

It was just an offer! You can do it yourself, if you want. Most girls usually ask for help is all.

[freewoman]

[She squints cautiously before blotting it on her cheeks. Only she's not used to this stuff. It smells funny, and Ygritte has more on her hands than she knows what to do with so it goes on her arms.]

Do I look like most girls?

[hostage]

Is that a trick question?

[freewoman]

I'm a spearwife. [She informs. Watch said spearwife fail at putting the weird liquid on her shoulders and back.]

[hostage]

What's a spearwife?

[He's just... watching her go at it. Lips twitching while he fights a grin.]

[freewoman]

Means if y'keep lookin' at me like that, I'll shove a spear up your arse.

[So frustrated she can't reach her back.]

what oh my gosh I missed this tag

[hostage]

[He laughs again at what he assumes is a joke, but dutifully averts his eyes anyway.]

You sure you don't want help?

no worries~

[freewoman]

I can do it m'self. [Except she can't so she just ends up throwing the bottle back at him. Not hard, just out of frustration.]