MISSION: RELEASE THEM BACK INTO THE WILD

[initiates]

Date & Time: April 27th - May 1st
Location: Wollongong, Australia, 2464.
Characters: All voluntary transports + maybe a few drafted ones.
Summary: Make those stay-at-homes leave their nerdcaves! My god, do they even know what sunshine looks like???
Warnings: none planned, will be updated accordingly!

The city is old, dark, and very, very quiet. A good deal of the buildings are crumbling and old, but the ones that are actually inhabited glow like candles in the dusk the Transporter has dropped you into. All of these buildings are infested by wiring pouring in from every angle, ensuring that each inhabitant in his or her little block of a room has every modern convenience available in 2464.

There is no one on the streets, no public transportation, and even cars look scarce. But that doesn't mean there's no movement. Maintenance drones, controlled remotely, run deliveries or work repairs. Armed law enforcement drones patrol on rounds through the city, although their mechanized attention is mostly turned outward. Still, they might come to investigate a ruckus within the city limits. And if the persons causing the ruckus don't respond to peaceful attempts to get them to cease, the drones might attempt to subdue them with paralyzing technology and haul them in for a night in the city jail — another dark, unused place.

If you get hungry, there are entire warehouses dedicated to the production of foods. It can't be that hard to sneak in and collect a meal, right? Or you can hack into the system and order whatever you want, if you're good with that kind of thing. Or you can just scavenge—or fast for four days, maybe—if thieving and hacking aren't your style.

And somewhere around here, in those glowing, secluded towers, behind the legions of automated drones, live the reclusive citizens of Wollongong. The methods are up to you, as long as you can get them to come out and breathe the fresh air somehow.

[[ ooc; Mission details are here! This will run from 27th of April to May 1st, with those on the mission returning to Exsilium at the same time that the new arrivals show up. It's an optional mission, but if you'd like your character to go along that would ICly sit it out, feel free to say that the Initiative drafted them for this one.

There aren't any teams or structured threads to this one, so go wild! ]]

Comments

[debtor]

[He shrugs, taking the jar back.



Maybe he'll slip it into your food.]

I offered. So you can't complain about it later.

[wilder]

Don't worry, somehow I'll find a way to live without that experience.

[debtor]

Did you find any more food?

[Vegemite will not deter him.]

[wilder]

Hmmm, I just grabbed a bunch of stuff I didn't recognize, so...[He'll reach down to dig into his bag, mispronouncing half the names] Doritos, cheetos, nutella....I think capri-suns are a drink?

[debtor]

[Repeats the names quietly, thinking it over. None of that sounds familiar.] I don't recognize those, either. Nutella... could it be something made of nuts?

[But Vegemite was most definitely not made of vegetables, so maybe all of their food is misleadingly named. Australia is so confusing.]

[wilder]

Like I know, I don't understand Earth foods. You should try them out. [FOREVER THE GUINEA PIG...]

[debtor]

All right.

[Dutifully holds out a hand for them.]

[wilder]

[Wow he doesn't even object...]

[Oh well! He'll hand over the doritos first!]

[debtor]

[Food's food. It can't all taste like battery acid, can it?

He tears open the bag and tries a chip, chewing for a thoughtful .2 seconds.]

Strange...!

[wilder]

[Who knows man, this is Australia]

Strange? How?

[That's not a great descriptor Allen]

[debtor]

It's got odd seasonings. It's not bad!

[Flavored crisps! The future's just full of wild ideas.]

[wilder]

Hmm...lemme try one.

[reaching to try to take a chip before you eat them all]

[debtor]

[Okay, fine. He's reaching for the Cheetos! Gimme.]

[wilder]

[Fine fine take the cheetos while he tries the doritos]

...Huh! That is weird.

[debtor]

[You do that! He, meanwhile, examines a cheeto. What is it? It hardly looks or feels like food; it's an unnatural color and the powder's sticking to his fingertips, but it's clearly got something to do with cheese. And cheese is good.

Pops one in his mouth...

...Tries a few more. For science.]

[wilder]

[He watches...]

So...?

[debtor]

[Just, eating more. These need to be more thoroughly tested.]

Mmn!

[wilder]

[....]

Heh heh...well I guess we can say they're edible.

[debtor]

[You won't mind if he finishes this bag off, will you.]

They're a bit messy, though. I wonder what they're made from.

[Also, reaching for the Nutella at the same time.]

[wilder]

[Yeah he's giving that poor bag up. It'd be like trying to pull a slab a meat from a dog- you could lose a hand!]

Uh...Cheese pollen...?

[Yeah. He has no idea]

[debtor]

Cheese isn't a plant.

[Tosses the empty bag aside and wipes off his fingers on his pants, smearing orange guck everywhere. That's a thing gentlemen do, definitely.]

[wilder]

Who said it had to be a plant to-

[D: D: D: ]

Dude! Don't do that to your pants that's gross!