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

[unmasking]

No, no, it's—[Oddly enough, he musters up a smile while he looks at Wayne. The idea of it being hard is there, but he wants to talk about it, he wants to be honest. One more person who knows is better than no one knowing.]

I want to tell you. And I developed a batch of my own stuff. That's ... when I first told a bunch of people I needed stuff, chemicals, that's what I was looking into. I needed more webs. I climb them, but it's all a very precise science. [One that Peter can clearly do quickly in his own head.]

[mallarkey]

[ Wayne manages a smile also, eyebrows raising as the pieces come together. The lab stuff; it did make sense. Here he'd just been assuming Pete was only a teenage science whiz. ]

Can't be much opportunity to use 'em, is there? How's that work in a place like this, the whole... super thing? Must at least keep you honest. [ A pause. ] I mean -- you know what I mean.

[unmasking]

[Something recognizable crosses over his features at Doug's words. Must at least keep you honest. It's not that which gets him, but the fact that he's had to give it up. Keeping the webshooters on, keeping a costume around—it's more of a routine than a need.

He hates it.]

I haven't been. [He manages a shrug, but it's stiff, as if his shoulders don't know what they're doing.] I've been playing scientist instead.

[mallarkey]

[ There's a pause, something in the look on Peter's face, that causes Wayne to purse his lips slightly and drop his gaze. He rubs at his mouth, more like an addict trying to distract himself than a man in thought.

He says quietly, after a moment: ]

S'good too. Place like this has use for certain kinds of people. [ Another pause, more tense. ] Others, well-- just... won't work for everyone.