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]

Honestly, I'm not sure either.

[retraced]

It has a face...

[velveteened]

It looks kind of like a cat's.

( and for once in his life that honestly slipped out without any thought of gil's phobia, whoops. )

[retraced]

[OZ WHY. And suddenly it's all he can see. A tiny...bean-cat.

He chokes and freezes up.]

[velveteened]

With the mouth, don't you think...?

( he doesn't turn around just yet, still puzzling aloud. )

[retraced]

[There's nothing but a strained, stuttered little throaty noise that doesn't ever become a full word.]

[velveteened]

Gil?

( he looks towards his exceptionally useless servant, and — oh. oh right. )

Or maybe it's more like something else.

[retraced]

[Too late. Now it's all he can see.

He drops his face into one hand and trembles in his seat.]

S-something else - like what--?!

[velveteened]

( LONG



















PAUSE )

A rabbit?

[retraced]

[Too late. He still can't unsee the cat face.]

Maybe you should leave it here.

[velveteened]

I'm not leaving it here.

( GOSH )

[retraced]

Just try to win a different one!

[One that doesn't look like a cat this time.]

[velveteened]

It's not like I'm going to give it to you!

( :|!!!! )

[retraced]

I'm still going to have to see it if you keep it...

[velveteened]

You see Li Jun every day.

( every dayish. )

[retraced]

That doesn't make it easier-!

[Quickly approaching levels of sobbing tears.]

[velveteened]

This was supposed to help you relax so you could eat.

( HE FAILED.... )

[retraced]

[He's about to snap back something rude, but it's true. Both of them were supposed to sit down and have a nice meal and enjoy this brief, albeit rushed vacation. Gilbert slumps his shoulders and covers his face with one hand.]

Sorry.