When We're Rollin Through the Wild Wild West

[geonomy]

Who: Everyone! EVERYONE!
Broadcast: IF YOU WANNA
Action: Everywhere! EVERYWHERE!
When: Mid-September - Mid-October

[How's your ship doing, pardners? Is it still pretty damaged? Is it glitching out hardcore? Well, there is one place to land to take care of all that, and that's on a dusty old moon in front of a planet that no one wants to go to. On this moon, you'll find a civilization that looks a lot like one's stepped into a wild west movie, hardened cowpolk and mutant horses and all. Will you become a vigilante, hunting bounties and stopping gangs from doing their dirty work? Will you go exploring planetside, with a cowboy hat and a stalk of wheat in your mouth to complete the look? Good luck with that; there is no wheat. This town ain't big enough for all you flooters, but make it so! For the ratings!

In other words, it's a planet mingle! Get 'er done!]

[September Planet info here]

Comments

no such thing as fashionable either

[experiencepoints]

[She sighs. Always the same reaction.

She holds up her hand, and she's suddenly holding a grilled fish which definitely wasn't there a second ago. Then it vanishes again, and a canteen of water appears. Then it vanishes, replaced with a map. Which also vanishes, replaced with a tall staff, with one end splitting off into a cloud of branches.]

I've got quite a bit, actually.

[stefanged]

Good. I'll hold you to it.

[He briefly holds his hand out for a pinky swear - his sister insisted on it, but he's not so sure Vima feels the same, so his hand awkwardly lingers there for a few seconds.]

More than a little weird. They say that you only get to go home when you win the "cycle," but people leaving... if they go home, then Atroma lied to us. [Not gonna sigh, not gonna sigh.] I'm not sure where our old crewmates go, but I can only hope it's somewhere safe.

[huaaaaagh]

It's fine, I wasn't really doing anything important.

[He'd basically just been exploring, but with the town being kind of violent and him lacking his sword skills, it's hard to feel safe running solo the way he's used to. A familiar face is a relief, even if he doesn't know the guy well.]

Want a hand carrying them somewhere?

[stefanged]

Means you're more open-minded than the bigots I grew up with. My dad's best friend was an elf - well, kind of.

His past life was an elf, but point is, magic and supernatural stuff wasn't common, and when it popped up, people tried to keep it under wraps.

[He shrugs.] I like the way you think, though.

[huaaaaagh]

After today, I think I should definitely learn the basics.

[The bar fight from earlier taught him the merit of a) knowing how to deliver a punch IRL and b) how to take one. Definitely going to be feeling those bruises later.

He does hope Stefan changes his mind about the crew later. He can't really point fingers, since he hasn't decided yet how to deal with the avatar issue, but it seems really important, and a sadly sore spot for the guy.]

ahh, good point~

[cpt_ressentiment]

[ It's okay. Yosuke will probably stop gambling pretty fast when he realizes just how horrible his luck is.

Yosuke does pause a bit at the mention of "pardner"... but he quickly convinces himself that that's a totally different word - culture thing! gotta be! yep - and moves along! (Don't think about it, don't think about it..)

He chuckles a bit at the "hat tip", shakes his head and pulls up a chair, back to grinning. ]

I dunno, man, you seem pretty into it. That's gotta convince some of 'em, right?

noooooo rood

[huaaaaagh]

[And Kirito is so astonished to see that happened that he nearly falls off of his horse.]

Wh- you can access your inventory here!?

[Is he in a game after all? Maybe- maybe it's a planet thing? Hurriedly he lifts a hand and swipes down, trying to load the options window characteristic of all the VRMMO games. Ugh, it still won't open for him...]

[experiencepoints]

[She shrugs, but she's got a small smile now. She officially likes you, even if your world is weird as fuck.]

Magic was pretty common where I'm from. The only people who can't use it are the merfolk. But I'm two worlds removed from home right now, and one of the nicest people I've ever met was a dragon in the last interdimensional shithole I was in. The way I see it, I'm pretty sure the only things that are always evil across every world are gods. Might as well keep an open mind for everything else, right?

[recopy]

[True, traveling is numbers in places like this can always be rather nice! Megaman might not be overtly concerned about defending himself, for his own part, but he's still small and brightly-colored and frequently making these parts-runs by himself so far, which is apparently enough to draw in the occasional shady guy at the best of times anyway. He's actually pretty glad that this person isn't somebody shady herself, come to think of it...

And so, when she asks that question, he visibly perks up a bit.]

You want to help with these, you mean? Well--if it's not too much trouble, that would be really nice, yes! My ship isn't too far away from here now... [He looks around thoughtfully, and then moves to pick up the basket, setting it towards Kirito.] Here, we'll split things...you can put half of these in there, and I'll carry the other half?

[experiencepoints]

[And that gets her to start, spinning to face her whole body at Kirito, looking him over. She knows it's probably impossible, but... Maybe? Maybe this is someone else from her world? She tries not to think about how lonely she is without anyone else around, but... Maybe if there is someone else, she won't have to.]

Wait, you- You know about inventories?

[huaaaaagh]

Where you hold your equipment and items, right? That's how you were able to do what you just did?

[OH GOD, SOMEONE WHO UNDERSTANDS. He's practically starry-eyed- it's been a very sad existence, being away from all the people he knows who play RPGs.]

[experiencepoints]

[Yeah, she's practically beaming- this is easily the happiest she's looked since she first arrived in the fleet.]

Yeah, of course! Are you from Ashvara, too?!

[huaaaaagh]

[Kirito grabs the basket and stands up as he lifts it, hefting the weight to make sure it's doable. Yeah, not too heavy for this body to handle. He nods once he's sure.]

Yeah, this is fine. What are all these parts for, anyway?

[takeabow]

...I forgot I hadn't actually told you.

[huaaaaagh]

[Ashvara? Is that a Seed game? He considers it for a moment, trying to remember if it's one he's visited... but nope, it's not ringing any bells.]

No, sorry. I'm from Ain- [Wait, don't say that one.] -Alfheim.

[But still- RPGs! Video games! How exciting.]

[recopy]

[Ah, that's good! It looks like they'll definitely be able to manage together, at least...Megaman follows suit with a bit of delay, gathering up a small stack of rebar and other miscellaneous parts in his arms; by all means they're all probably heavier than the basket put together, but for such a small person he doesn't seem to exert any effort in standing upright with his armful at all.]

Oh, these are for the ship! For repairs.... [Belatedly, he realizes he's not quite sure if this person is even a part of the Fleet or not, so after a pause he shrugs a bit.] We were attacked recently on the way here, and there's still some bits that need fixing up. Plus, it's always good to have some extra parts too! ...Wait, that's right, though--

[Smiling apologetically, he fumbles around with his armful of pieces until he can free a gloved hand, and he extends it to Kirito.]

I forgot, I should introduce myself! My name's Megaman, what's yours?

[experiencepoints]

[Her face falls a bit.]

Oh... I don't remember that place. It's probably a different world, then.

[huaaaaagh]

[Oh wow, parts... he should be doing this, too, as the ship's engineer. Mental note to ask more about this later.

He hesitates at the introduction - and the question - glancing down briefly at the offered hand. To stick with the alias, or tell the truth?

Megaman's been nice, though. He doesn't want to get caught up in the lie later on and wreck what could be a good thing. He's already kind of worried that he's done that with others.

Finally he reaches out to accept the hand, shaking it firmly.]

I'm Kirito.

[gleamed]

Oh! Steven! Hello!

[ far be it from rapunzel to not greet a friend, even when confronted by a thug. she was starting to feel a bit nervous about the guy, but with a friend at her side, nothing could possibly go wrong! ]

That's right! I was just going to talk with the band - maybe later you could sing with us?

[ the man, however, snorts at this suggestion. ]

[huaaaaagh]

Yeah... sounds like it.

[Crap, now he feels bad. She looks so disappointed.]

But- you know, same basic concept, right?

[gleamed]

[ rapunzel attempts to pull the reins to slow her horse so she can properly address the considerate young man who's signalling her, but she's only half-way successful and the horse jostles her again as a result. ]

Oh-! Goodness. I'm alright! I just - haven't had much opportunity to ride a horse before!

[ or any opportunity. maximus had been more of a companion than an actual steed. ]

[onlyanapple]

They're spiky. They might spike you in sleep. Like spiky ninjas, if you pardon the comparison.

[experiencepoints]

... Yeah, you're right. And if there can be a hundred different versions of that "Earth" place, there can be at least a couple worlds that work on the same rules as my home.

I'm glad to meet someone else here like me, though. Normally, when I start talking about my inventory or my magic, people start acting like I'm from some kind of game.

[onlyanapple]

[This is the best team sport, and Crowley will happily hold his glass out for refilling. He takes a long, contented swig of his drink. ]

Well, it's going to have some class to it, but I want plenty of murky corners for aforementioned fun goings on. Got to have murky corners in a bar, otherwise it's not a proper bar.

[gleamed]

Oh! [ goodness! she didn't even hear winter come up beside her, though she's glad to see him. very glad, in fact, considering the circumstances. something tells her these thugs might not be as responsive to a song and dance as the last ones she met were.

and he does look quite intimidating. the outlaw might actually back off, which would probably be for the best. maybe she could sing to him about dreams later. ]

That's right! Not meaning to start up any trouble.