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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[velveteened]

( the indicated rocks are near enough to be within range of his scythe, so it's that he uses. a simple flick is all it takes to crack one in half and — also another, purely accidentally. )

— oh. That was a little too much.

( doesn't quite sound sorry about it, though, or perhaps just in a more distant sort of way. )

[senseandcecilbility]

[From what could be considered a hazardous distance for a human, Kevin watches the performance with wide eyes, gloved hand covering his mouth. Standing in the middle of the desert, between the misused car and the dreamlike giants, he seems small and vulnerable, an unremarkable man in a dark suit.

Without further ado, he unlocks the fine silver chain around his neck, releasing the crystal ring once more. He clutches it in his gloved hand and raises his arm in a long fluid motion towards the sky. Like in a trick of prestidigitation, the ring turns into a long crystal spear.

Oz has changed, as Break changed not a long time ago. Not familiars, no. More like possessing spirits, though that is not quite right either. Regardless, Kevin tilts his head in a slightly avian fashion and takes a cautious step forward, ready to react if Oz shows any sign of losing control over the vast amount of power he is currently reining.]