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)

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[overclocking]

I have no idea. [ HE SAYS AS HE TAKES ANOTHER SWIG OF IT. ] I think it's supposed to glow in the dark or... something...

Either way it doesn't taste that great.

[velveteened]

Really? Can — 

( oz takes a step forward and reaches out a hand...

so chrono is preventing potential underage drinking also on the roster for today? )

[overclocking]

[ NOPE

He holds the glass out, scrubbing at his face with his free hand. ]

Be careful, it's strong.

[velveteened]

( there's a very convenient potted palm tree nearby. oz only needs to take a few steps after accepting the glass with a "thanks," to go dump it out where it can't harm anyone but the microscopic flora of said earth-filled pot.

this is for your own good, chrono )

1/ ???????? god fuck

[overclocking]

[ Wait...

Why is he pouring it out? That's not how you drink alcohol... ]

[overclocking]

[ No

He wouldn't

They're friends, with an f, he had a crisis over it and everything ]

[overclocking]

[ But he did. LAS VEGAS IS RUINED. ]

[overclocking]

—I STOLE THAT FAIR AND SQUARE! Why did you do that?! How dare you!

1/2

[velveteened]

( AND NOW PEOPLE ARE LOOKING AT THEM because talk of demons and other worlds and mafia are no problem at all

but

stealing


stealing alcohol no less

well, that's just wrong. )

[velveteened]

( oz meanwhile drops the glass with a flourish and takes a conciliatory tone )

We should go back to the hotel, Chrono.

1/2

[overclocking]

Don't tell me what to do! I'm going to get another o—

[overclocking]

[ Turns on his heel to stomp back towards the bar

collides directly with a casino employee

topples like a newborn kitten who hasn't quite gotten the hang of walking yet. ]

1/2

[velveteened]

( youtried.jpg )

[velveteened]

Sorry —

( to the employee, please don't look too hard at them, and he leans over to scoop up our newborn kitten tinydemon )

[overclocking]

[ MUTTERING UNDER HIS BREATH but attempting to... help... with the standing and the moving it's not working very well. ]

[velveteened]

( /PULLS ON )

[overclocking]

[ He hisses something vaguely like I can walk just fine before planting a hand on Oz's chest, attempting to shove him off. HE'LL SHOW YOU.

... By stumbling when he attempts to overcompensate.

The problem being that, much like the foolish kitten mentioned earlier, he doesn't think to retract his fingers when this happens. ]

[velveteened]

( and not for the first time with the two of them, there's a riiiiiiiiip!

OZ FORGOT HIS OWN 10 METER RADIUS RULE AND NOW HE SUFFERS THE CONSEQUENCES

which include a ruined shirt he wasn't especially attached to, but — it was a shirt and it was his!!! and which also includes a very very newly visible GREAT BLACK MARK OVER HIS HEART

but hopefully chrono doesn't notice that )

[overclocking]

[ Ah.

He glances down at the ripped fabric (and gold buttons jfc Oz) in his hand, then back up at Oz, blinking a few times.

And. Squints at the incuse for a few seconds to long. ]

Oh... [ almost absently ] That's where your clock is.

1/2

[velveteened]

( well.

at least he's quite sure now that chrono's drunk, or he'd never be this calm about it. )

[velveteened]

( so he's just going to push chrono in front of him, thank you very much, steer him by the shoulders from behind PERHAPS TOWARDS THE DOOR )

[overclocking]

Isn't it a little extreme getting it tattooed on your—

[ Whup, being shoved effectively cuts off that thought. He's easy enough to push, now that he's staring at the fabric in his hand with morbid fascination. ]

These are gold. How many gold buttons do you have? Do you know what we could buy with this? Oz. I could replace my drink.

... These are gold.

[velveteened]

( SHOVESHOVESHOVE )

Are they? I hadn't noticed.

( WILL THEY GET OUT THE DOOR WITHOUT INCIDENT?? )

[overclocking]

[ If we don't count two more faceplanting near-misses, yes. Kinda.

He also pockets his gold prize, because manners don't matter anymore when you're smashed. ]

[velveteened]

( FINALLY THEY MAKE IT OUTSIDE where it's astoundingly hot even in the evening, and oz gives up on propelling once they've hit a bit of sidewalk a little away from that casino, where it's — not quiet, but at least where there isn't anyone else. )