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

[hyanaimne]

Yes, I quite agree. Shall we?

[she gestures down the street. A library would be too much to ask for, really, but if they find one, she will never leave]

[yourdistraction]

[ That makes two of them. She's slept in stranger places! ]

Hm, yes. I wish we could bypass these roads, but you only live once, isn't that so?

[ Merrill's fought dragons and demons, she shouldn't fear hover cars! ...Except she does, shown by her antsy shifting from one foot to the other as she waits for the light to change. Or rather, the other people on the street corner to move so she can follow behind like the lost derp she is. ]

I do wish we could go somewhere with trees and grass again. I quite liked that beach and jungle we visited.

[hyanaimne]

[it's a good idea to follow the crowds in this instance. Tempest has barely experienced popular, busy cities with moving traffic, and hasn't a clue how to deal with it aside from blending in. It seems to work, and she follows along behind Merrill as quickly as she can]

Mmm, it was not so bad. Anywhere with snow would be a godsend.

[yourdistraction]

[ Yess, there is definitely rushing when crossing a street. All the sounds and beeps and honks and chatter is still overwhelming. Why must she hear so well? ]

I'm quite sick of snow! I hate having to wear shoes all the time. My feet feel suffocated, and not feeling the ground makes me feel so very...disconnected.

[hyanaimne]

[it's nice to be able to commiserate with someone who understands. It's tough to be an elf in this place - half-blood or full]

Mm . . . I understand. But at the very least, it is much better than being on the bloody moon.

[yourdistraction]

It's difficult to argue with that. I still cannot figure how they supplied us with air. Being trapped is no better than wearing boots, I suppose.

I wonder where our next venture will be. I can never predict.

[hyanaimne]

I try not to predict, honestly. Not that I would rather be surprised, but I do not want to get my hopes up that it is somewhere enjoyable.

[yourdistraction]

If only they could take us to other worlds.

[hyanaimne]

That would be nice. [she sighs a bit] This world is a little . . . [she gestures, but she can't quite find the right word]

[yourdistraction]

False?

[hyanaimne]

False. [she nods her agreement]

[yourdistraction]

If you dig deep enough beneath such masks, you're sure to find something true and real. We just need to look, if it takes us all night!

[hyanaimne]

I haven't a clue of where to start, though . . . all I've seen is all of this. [she gestures around them] Wherever I have gone, so far.

[yourdistraction]

We can just try going into every building we find that doesn't have a locked door. It will be an adventure.

[ But seriously, isn't there a park in this giant city? Surely some people must want to pretend to get back to nature around here... ]

[hyanaimne]

I am almost afraid of what might be behind those doors, though.

[given how friendly and, uh, "open" everyone seems to be here and all]

[yourdistraction]

[ Cluelessss. ]

You have nothing to fear. I'm used to walking around at night.

[hyanaimne]

[oh honey that's no good at all]

As am I, but not in a city as . . . excited as this.

[yourdistraction]

Would any elf be, half or otherwise? I'm certain it's only an Earth phenomenon.

[ She's constantly looking around, and despite it all being strange and occasionally overwhelming, looks rather excited when she finds another strange looking building, or even stranger looking people. ]

It seems that anyone can wear what they please here. You can't tell people's status in this city so easily...

[hyanaimne]

True enough. Even the elves in the capital seem a bit overwhelmed at times, and it is nothing like this, even during festivals.

[Tempest doesn't look excited so much as amazed by all the foreign modern things around. She has to resist reaching to touch all the strange things that are within reach]

Yes, I have noticed that. They certainly wear a number of . . . revealing things, as well.

[yourdistraction]

[ She chuckles. ]

You would be shocked at my friend Isabela, then.

[hyanaimne]

[she tilts her head]

She dresses like this?

[yourdistraction]

Oh, worse... She doesn't even bother with trousers!

[hyanaimne]

Then . . . what does she wear?

[yourdistraction]

Oh, so many things! She has very pretty jewelry, and boots that go on forever, and a tunic that doesn't seem to cover much but it keeps her out of trouble with any guards.

[ Merrill just chuckles, because Isabela is definitely one of her favorites. ]

[hyanaimne]

That still seems a bit more tasteful than some of what I have seen around here.

[Tempest doesn't have high standards; she just thinks modern fashion is crazy]