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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

[ofthegrey]

Ugh. Cars.

[A visceral reaction he can't suppress before it's out.]

I had the displeasure of a ride in one recently. I won't willingly repeat it.

[No doubt not helped at all by the fact the person driving was from his world and taught by someone with a very odd sense of humor.]

Our last excursion was not. We weren't given much advance notice, but it wasn't the same. There wasn't the anxiety level I saw as they were moving us through. I don't know what has them so jumpy, and I don't like it.

[claimyourself]

[Her amusement at his reaction to the car quickly fades as he explains about how the Initiative rushed them along. She looks thoughtfully at the horse's mane, continuing to stroke her fingers through it.]

An attack from United Earth, maybe? And something so big they thought it was better to evacuate us than have us fight them. They gave us all these weapons, but we're here, trying to change the past instead of there right now.

[There's another pause, and then she speaks slowly, realizing something.]

Wait. How close is it usually between when we leave and when we come back? They should be able to bring us back a second after we all left, right? But if something big is happening, they might wait until it's all clear.