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

[hymnals]

[This is the worst place that has ever existed. Adrasteius can't take one step anywhere without balking in disgust and contempt. He sneers at anyone who approaches him; indeed, at anyone who comes within five feet of him. The streets are a meat market, and the casinos and hotels are obviously dens of iniquity. Snakes in human shells writhe all around him, and it's making him queasy.

When yet another person sidles up to him on the street with a sly grin on his face, Adrasteius takes him by the hand.]

Young man, this is no kind of life for you. This is no kind of life for anybody. Here.

[He presses a gold coin into the escort's hand.]

Take this. And buy a fucking book.

[The escort scowls and quickly withdraws (probably thinking about how he already has an entire library loaded onto his Futuristic Tablet Device).]

I'm surrounded by an army of Light-damned whores.

[stonefaith]

[ Bariyan has been carefully tailing Adrasteius for... all of three seconds, and at that last sentence, he comes up behind the man and places his big square hands right over Adra's tiny shoulders and laughs. ]

Now! I wouldn't say that. The Light hasn't damned all of us.

[ Bariyan, unlike Adra, is in good cheer. He's enjoying this place! Also, he's already had three drinks and flirted with the cute (if obviously disinterested) bartender. ]

[hymnals]

[Adra shrugs him off with a hiss. He turns out his heel, glaring at Bariyan with clear accusation in his eyes.]

You're a disgrace.

[stonefaith]

Me? [ Bariyan clasps both hands to his chest. He thinks about calling up a thin patina of sparkle to show otherwise, but then decides that this isn't the place for it. ] Never! I'll have you know, I'm one of the crusade's greatest champions.

[ He puts his hands on his hips and lowers his voice. ]

Adrasteius, isn't it?

[fintastic]

[ Oh no, poor Adrasteius. It's hard not to spot him, he sticks out like a sore thumb. Very few people don't want to be here nearly as much as him, so Feferi makes it a point to try and make her approach cautious, but optimistic. Just approach him from the front, hold out your hands, show him you mean no harm...

By all appearances, she looks human enough, thanks to the holograph, but she's possibly taken a bit too much of a shining to the local festivities. Her shirt and skirt aren't entirely unreasonable, in general, but her top most certainly dips down quite a bit, and while her skirt reaches just above her knees, the slit up one side ruins the gesture. Thank goodness it isn't actually real, right? ]

Oh come on, don't look so grouchy!

[ At least she still sound distinctly like Feferi. ]

[hornedomen]

[Ico was not having a lot of fun here. No one had propositioned him, thankfully, but none of them were trying to act more decently around him either. It was embarrassing. Adrasteius looked like he was having a difficult time as well.]

Are they bothering you, sir?