Operation: Roll Out

[initiates]

Date & Time: January 31st - February 4th, Present Day Exsilium Time
Location: Neo Las Vegas, in what formerly was called Turkey.
Characters: All Transports!
Summary: Transports have been sent to Neo Las Vegas to gather information on the origin point of the United Earth and the UE AI. Conference sabotage and the rest is expected and invited!
Warnings: Gambling and alcoholic beverages quite likely! Please PM the mod account for anything else.

By day, the landscape isn't desert, precisely, so much as it is dry. Winter's settled in and found in the biting chill of the wind when it finds you standing on the street. Hovercars and taxis thrum down the cobblestone streets, cavorting and honking like a noisy crowd of inelegant, overweight geese. Men walk by on stilts half in make-up, on their way back to their stage for the next night. Walks of shame are taken proudly in this district, one of the few approved and sanctioned vacation zones in the United Earth.

Evidence of law enforcement can be found all around, but they seem altogether too pleased to be there too. Talk with any one of them about crime rates, and they're liable to laugh at the idea. Those who come to gamble know the house is rigged to win. It's not about making or breaking the bank -- people whose funds dip too low are politely escorted back to their rooms and given a set of normal playing cards -- but it is about enjoyment.

Of the flesh too, and it'd be difficult to find anyone working in Neo Las Vegas who suffers from modesty, or anyone visiting who seems unwilling to politely ask visitors and staff if they'd like to keep them company for the night. In fact, Transports may find themselves needing to turn down multiple such requests! The refusal is always taken well. These are people looking to have a good time, and that's all.

No chance taken, nothing gained, right?

At night, the city really comes alive, the lights in all the hotels and casinos turning the Neo Las Vegas Strip into a carnival of sensation. Drinks and recreational drugs are freely passed around, men and women engage in a variety of sexual and other hedonistic excesses without regret, and the beautiful interiors and ostentatious or playful exteriors of the buildings hide and reveal a rich tapestry of events, delectables, and desires waiting to be fulfilled.

Neo Las Vegas is a fun place, and it is a safe place, and it is Where the Conferences For Our Future Are Made. Playtime is on, gang.

Comments

[lazyinlove]

Uh, 'cause I was sitting on one and a girl sort of tripped on me.

[Something like that anyway. He shrugs, then winces again, regretting it immediately. The painkillers are good and all, but shrugging is still a bad idea. He frowns, a slight look of guilt crossing his features.]

Think I scared her.

[khajidont]

Oh, ouch. [He winces at about the same time as Stanley through sympathy alone.] You're lucky you only hurt your arm.

[Even if it's not really the definition of keeping a low profile, that actually sounds like an honest accident.] Was she okay too?

[lazyinlove]

Yeah, she's tough. Plus we only fell a little. There's like plexiglass clouds up there or something.

[He glances upward again, taking in the strange wonders of this crazy place for a long moment.]

I tried to grab her and the building and it...I dunno. Yanked something.

[khajidont]

Plexiglass clouds? [Jaime follows Stanley's gaze upwards, but his attention's held for longer than Stanley's as he tries to make them out. This place is bizarre, and he may not be in the mood to partake in much of the festivities, but he can't help but be interested in something like that. He makes a mental note to check it out later.

Pity going for a fly would absolutely attract too much attention.

He's actually still staring up when he asks,]

What d'you mean by yanked something?

[lazyinlove]

Y'know. Like...out.

[Stan makes a gesture with his good arm, like reaching to grasp something and getting caught on it. It was a whole shoulder wrenching, finger breaking, wrist popping deal. Yanked.]

[khajidont]

[That demonstration is sufficient to draw Jaime's attention away from the sky, and he winces in sympathy once he catches Stan's meaning. That just sounds nasty.] Ouch.

[And here Stan is, sitting in the middle of the sidewalk - with Jaime, now, so who is he to judge? - and evidently feeling just fine. Either he's really happy to be out of their little winter wonderland, or...]

I guess whoever patched you up gave you some of the good stuff for that?

[lazyinlove]

[That gets a little grin out of Stan in response. Yeah, it's safe to say that his pain has been managed. It still hurts to move the wrong way, actually, but it's a soft, fuzzy feeling of pain mostly. Unless he really overdoes it, the sharpness is muffled, and the burn is more of a feeling of uncomfortable friction.

Tomorrow it'll be a bitch, unless the little bottle of tablets they gave him are as good as whatever was in that sweet drip and the needles they used when they were crunching things back into place. Whatever, it feels alright at the moment.]

Yeah, it's alright. What's up?

[A question which he helpfully punctuates by actually glancing up, as though maybe something's there after all and it's not just an expression. Nothing unexpected is up there, but his eyes do follow the roller coasters that run between some of the buildings. He glances back down again at Jaime.]

You puked yet?

[There's an unspoken invitation there as well. Ya wanna?]

[khajidont]

Eh, nothing really. Some roller coasters and some crazy signs, mostly, [he says, gesturing at a few of the more colourful - and lewd - neon signs advertising the various types of entertainment available to them.

[As for the offer...] Nah. I'm not really into any of this stuff. [He gestures to what may as well be all of Vegas. Even if he were speaking of Vegas in general, he wouldn't be too far off the mark. Paco would be having a blast here, he's sure, but this is completely out of his comfort zone.]