It seemed like a good idea at the time...

[maddeninghatter]

Date & Time: 2698, fin-de-millenium, just prior to the formation of the United Earth
Location: Las Vegas
Characters: Break, Kevin, Gilbert, Oz, Elliot, Alice, Allen, Lenalee, Rosette, Chrono, Chrysos
Summary: Fear and loathing
Warnings: Showgirls and Gilbert weeping.

The statement “Let’s go to Vegas” exists as the multiverse’s quintessential definition of, “well it seemed like a good idea at the time.” Even in this case, it really had, between zombies, insurrection, and the day to day tedium of life on the moon. Besides which, Xerxes Break has a new sentient (sentient-er) weapon, which in a stunning show of good judgement is too dangerous to test on the moonbase, nor in any concentration of people. Las Vegas, set against the backdrop of the vast, desolate Mojave desert, seemed to be a perfect choice.

When our heroes wink into existence, squinting against the early-morning desert sunshine, they’ll find themselves duly welcomed. Come play in the casino. When you feel a bit peckish, indulge in all you can eat. Take your winnings and go shopping; at night, take in a show. And if you’ve done really well gambling, unwind in a ridiculously luxurious suite.

…or is this how you’re spending the night?

Thirty-six hours in Vegas, what could possibly go wrong?

(ooc: feel free to start threads willy-nilly, name your time and place, threadjack and mingle)

Comments

[velveteened]

Is that so? And Aces are about the same?

( he leans his weight back a little, eyes not leaving his cards. )

[soul_sister]

Either the top or the bottom, depending on what you need.

[velveteened]

That's convenient.

( he is the very picture of bemused innocence )

[soul_sister]

[Well at least she has a good idea of what his hand is.]

You start with the bet.

[velveteened]

Maybe you should come up with it, Rosette. I'm not sure what a reasonable one would be. I trust you, so it's fine.

1/2

[soul_sister]

[BUT.



BUT! Her first gauge.


... FINE.]

[soul_sister]

[She puts down fifty dollars with a casual, OH WHAT DO I CARE AIR.]

If you insist~

[velveteened]

( sadly oz has no concept of dollar amounts at all, so he only nods. )

I do! That looks fine to me.

[soul_sister]

You have to match it or go higher then.

[velveteened]

Oh! That's fine, then.

( DOES HE EVEN HAVE THAT MUCH well whatever he can always bully gil into finding a way to get it... )

If you win, is it alright if I give it to you afterwards?

[soul_sister]

Of course! It's practically guaranteed, really.

[velveteened]

Oh good!

( he goes back to looking at his cards, not actually totally sure of what to do next. )

[soul_sister]

Now! If there are cards you don't want, you put them down, face down. And I'll deal you out replacements for them.

[velveteened]

( oz frowns at his cards like he has to think hard about it. with an air of reluctance, he pulls out one and puts it down on the bedspread facedown. )

[soul_sister]

[Only one!! No. Stay calm Rosette, you can out bluff him. STILL... she puts two cards down and draws two mooooooooooooreeeeeeeeeee these aren't any better.]

And then's the next round of betting..

[velveteened]

( he drew a face card, but his expression stays decidedly bemused. )

You bet again?

[soul_sister]

Of course! Your hand just changed.