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exsiliumlogs2013-11-20 05:47 pm
maddeninghatter) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-11-20 05:47 pm
Entry tags:
- alice (pandora hearts),
- allen walker (d. gray-man),
- chrono (chrono crusade),
- chrysos kineas (original),
- elliot nightray (pandora hearts),
- gilbert nightray (pandora hearts),
- kevin cecil (makai ouji),
- lenalee lee (d.gray-man),
- oz vessalius (pandora hearts),
- rosette christopher (chrono crusade),
- xerxes break (pandora hearts)
It seemed like a good idea at the time...
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)
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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[What he fails to mention is that this isn't an invitation for her to create any of these scenarios. Just stating the facts.]
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I'm not going to bruise him!
...
Take off your jacket.
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[Rosette what is this plan that you're concocting.]
What are you going to do with it?
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Put it on him! On him! It'll look way more hobo-y on him.
[In the mean time, she spots her next target... She signals to pull into a bar parking lot.]
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[But he's still taking it off draping it over Break's shoulders, carefully threading each of his arms through the sleeves. As expected, it looks ready to swallow him in comparison to his tiny size.]
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[She pulls into a sharp stop at the bar. It boasts GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS!!! and BUDWEISER.]
Now get something alcoholic! That'll be good enough for a disguise.
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- W-what is this place?!
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So that means its you.
[She crosses her arms and sets her jaw.]
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[Not just once, but several times!]
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Maybe it's the name?
[It sounds like even she doesn't believe it.]
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[You're not fooling anyone, Rosette. Not even Gilbert.]
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[Gilbert Nightray: the very antithesis of "manning up".]
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[She slams her hand down on the dash... just so happening to mash a few of the fancy future car buttons.]
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Click goes the button, whoosh goes the car door and out Gilbert goes, ejected right out of the damned car where he's deposited into the sand right in front of the door.
And as another satisfied customer opens the door and steps right on his head as he strolls past on his way to his car, it becomes the new worst day of Gilbert's life.]
1/3
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HOW DID THAT EVEN....]
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[Just........... climbs over the passenger side seat to close the door.]
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Hesitantly, he rises to his feet, stumbles as he dusts himself off and then walks inside the building. Slowly. Hesitantly.
And then a few seconds later, even from inside the car Rosette will hear a high pitched yet manly scream that resounds deep into the desert.]
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SHE SLAMS OPEN THE DOOR, prepared to kick any UE soldiers in the face and ..........]
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W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING OVER THERE?!
[She doesn't even HEAR the comments around her. "Miss! Aren't you a lil young to be in here?" and "Must be gettin' her father."]
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He's got one hand braced over his face as he turns to look at her. Well, now he's even more embarrassed.]
W-w-w-w-what are you doing in here?!
[They're getting kicked out before they get that drink, huh?]