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

[senseandcecilbility]

[Moaning at the sudden bump (or armadillo), he pats Break’s hand in a vain attempt to distract him from his woes.]

I could try to use the ring, but I fear it is only going to make you feel worse.

[ God knows he is still not sober enough to use his powers in a responsible manner. Besides, he has the feeling that hangovers and stabbings do not quite match.]

Meanwhile…please, try this.

[He turns around the hand he was patting and gently presses a glass of ice cold water to its palm.]

[maddeninghatter]

Er, that's ah... that's quite all right.

[ It's too early for stabbings, honestly. He takes the water gratefully, however, and moves to bring it to his lips.... ]

Ah, thanks.

[ ...and sloshes some of it on Kevin's face as they go over yet another unexpected armadillo (or bump). ]

[senseandcecilbility]

[Kevin did not expect to drown this early in the morning. He starts coughing and sneezing on Break’s lap. Apparently, water is still not his element of choice.]

…H-haven't we reached... a safe distance yet?

[He can tell what Break is trying to achieve, but wonders if leaving the road was not a little too extreme.]