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[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

[bravejemma]

[She opens her mouth to protest that the London Orbital was no such thing, but then closed her mouth. She's finally forced to admit:]

... That does explain an awful lot about the M25.

[saunteredvaguelydownwards]

[The demon snickers softly.]

It was a work of art, honestly. The constant roadworks are just the cherry on the cake.

[bravejemma]

[Jemma's not so quick to leave the cell now, and leans against the side of the door. It's not an unpleasant conversation, if a strange one.]

I'm from Sheffield. I've never driven it myself, only been in the car with my dad, but he's rather creative with swearing.

[saunteredvaguelydownwards]

Sheffield... [Who took the credit for that one? Clean, Yorkshire. Probably Upstairs.]

So you have the, uh... [Handwave.] Snake Pass. Closes every time a snowflake falls on it.

[bravejemma]

We always went the long way 'round if we had to go to Manchester, even in the summer. Or you could take the train to Leeds if you weren't bothered for time.

[saunteredvaguelydownwards]

When are you people not bothered for time? [They have so little of it, after all.]

I always admired that stroke of genius - putting those hills right in the middle, there.