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

[urbanmagic]

[Nah, she never will. She's content with her lifestyle.] Well, I guess. So, how's that exactly working out here again?

[controlledvariable]

[a shrug, as she sips her drink]

Not a lot of room for vigilantes, in war. I'm more of a soldier these days.

[And she's learning to be okay with that.]

[urbanmagic]

Gotta admit, I'm not quite sure I do well in that role, but we'll see.

[controlledvariable]

You don't have to try. [As much as a magician, and one as powerful as Traci, would be useful, Steph doesn't want any more soldiers. She's seen what it's done to Jaime.] There's plenty of us willing to fight this battle, you don't have to throw your lot in with us.

[urbanmagic]

Does that include Jaime? [She's suspected as much. If she were honest, she wouldn't want to participate in a war at all, but she's sure plenty of others in the same situation felt the same when they first got here.]

[controlledvariable]

Unfortunately.

[She wishes it didn't, but Jaime's got himself involved and it's hard to go back from that.]

[urbanmagic]

[That explains a lot.] Then, on a scale of one to ten, just how bad is the situation at hand?

[controlledvariable]

About fifty, on a good day.

[They're in a world that's falling apart, committing genocide to win a war that seems impossible.

It's pretty bad.]

[urbanmagic]

You're not exactly convincing me that staying put is a better option here. [Right. She figured.] Anyway, they probably expect some help, so might as well do what I can.

[controlledvariable]

If the "they" you're talking about is the Initiative, you don't have to worry about it. They're not really worried about us anymore.

[They're mostly concerned about not being wiped from the time line.]

[urbanmagic]

Aaaand why's that? [She only got here and she isn't even significant anymore.]

[controlledvariable]

Well, most of them are dead, and the rest are focusing on not disappearing from the time line.

[sad trombone]

[urbanmagic]

Aren't we in danger with the same problem too then? [The timeline, that is. She didn't quite get the whole explanation when she arrived, but she got enough of an idea.] Is being here really a good idea?

[controlledvariable]

Nah, because we're not native to this world we aren't affected by fucking arond in the timeline.

[It's still not a good idea to fuck around with the timeline, but at this point she doesn't see what other choice they have.]

[urbanmagic]

That doesn't really sound all that reassuring. So that means we've been messing with the possible birth and deaths of the people here, isn't it?