+ The Universe is under no obligation to make sense to You +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: EVERYONE!
Where: EVERYWHERE!
When: Saturday, May 19th - Wednesday, May 23rd.
Rating: PG-13, warn if you're gonna go higher!
Summary: A catch-all for the Kyln / Sierra Madre event!
The Story:

For the duration of this event, the entire mansion will be part space jail, part apocalyptic wasteland desert with an abandoned hotel/casino. On the third day an escape route not previously discovered in the Kyln appears and breakouts can be planned...

...Only for everyone to find themselves walking through a large glass prison toward the toxic gas filled wasteland of a desert, the Sierra Madre. Does the prison look better than the toxic cloud outside? If you're stuck in the prison after dark beyond day 3, you'll be forced into and locked in your cell for the night. But at least locked away, nothing from the outside can hurt you. If you try to brave the actual elements in the desert it might be a little hard to breathe. The air has pockets of toxic gas and even a few seconds of exposure could prove deadly. And watch out for the Ghost People.

Inside the abandoned hotel/casino you'll find shelter from the gas and ghosts, but beware the holograms that are 50/50 with their attitude. Prison beatings, a beating from the holograms, which one Would You Rather? And whatever you do, don't try on the collars lying around unless you like to explode. Literally.

[ This is a catch-all for all your prison/desert needs! Please mark your threads clearly in the subject line with your character's name and either a cell number or just a location if you didn't feel like randomizing it or you're making a top level for a public place (like the dining hall or wandering the hotel/casino). Here's the plot post if you need it!

Have fun! ]

Comments

[jamminshield]

Oh! [His eyes widen as he realizes what the guy means means by in his head.] I'm sorry. [Because this doesn't seem to be a pleasant place to live within in general.]

I- I am pretty hungry! If it's no big hassle... I'd love to have something!

[thecourier]

Sure. Y' feel okay stayin' put?

[Because... sure, he'll take the kid along, but it's going to mean changing how he operates in this place.]

[jamminshield]

Sure! [He nods quickly.] I'll stay super still! Are you sure you'll be alright going on your own?

[thecourier]

Got through this place alive once... reckon I can do it again.

[And he's in much better shape for it this time, with all his weapons and without an explosive collar stuck around his neck. It does give him slightly better odds.]

Holograms won't come up this way, but y' hear anythin' that ain't me, y' don't move. Understand?

[jamminshield]

[Steven still feels hesitant. But more than that, he feels useless. If he had his powers, he could easily see them through this safely. But as it is now, he's just a normal defenseless kid. So he just tries to agree as chipperly as he can, even throwing in a little salute.]

Right! Gotcha. I- I'll be still as a statue, I promise!

[thecourier]

Good. Don't worry. Be back soon.

[He gives the kid a reassuring pat on the shoulder, unexpectedly gentle given his overall demeanour, then leaves the room with as much self-assured confidence as he'd entered it.

Steven might hear the loud report of gunfire several corridors away a few minutes later, and not too long after that, footsteps walking back in.]

... Steven? Still 'ere?

[jamminshield]

[The pat on the shoulder is reassuring! Especially from a normally gruff fellow. He offers a confident smile in return and then waits in place.

He winces at the sound of gunfire, huddling in fear. Things are starting to feel far too real. He's nervous as he hears footsteps approaching, wondering if it's a trap...

...But then, as the man speaks, Steven peeks up towards him and speaks up with a squeak in his voice.]

P-present!

[thecourier]

[Phew. Good.]

Y'no, yer a lot better at takin' direction than some people I know back home. [Then again, the kids tended to be, and not just because they were scared. People who grew to adulthood in the wasteland, and especially ones who got to Dan's age, usually grew into the feeling that they knew everything.]

Figured y' wouldn't want anythin' too weird. Ant meat ain't everyone's first choice. [Or his, but you know, beggars and choosers. He offers out a small box,off-white with a simple design on the front.]

But here. Try these.

[jamminshield]

[He smiles at the compliment! Steven isn't always the best at following orders, but he realizes there's not much he can do under these circumstances. He raises an eyebrow at the mention of ant meat and then accepts the box that's offered to him.

Steven's eyes widen with wonder at that name.]

Fancy Lads Snack Cakes?! They sound delicious! [Steven looks up towards him with a grateful smile.] Thank you so much!

[thecourier]

[Dan visibly hesitates, but lets out a soft chuckle and shifts to sit down on the floor, setting his weapons down. He's scouted around far enough to know that this room is safe, and the kid actually made a good choice in coming here.]

Probably one a' the better things y' find these days. [He tells him, fishing a couple of bottles of water out of his pack. After he looks at them both quite carefully, he hands one over to Steven.]

Purified water. Won't taste amazin', but it's clean.