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

[goldenglasses]

I'm good at losing my money. Does that count?

[And also a card counter. So, yes, he actually is when he wants to.]

[killedwithlove]

Oh.

That's... not where I thought I was.

[killedwithlove]

...

I won't, though. I haven't seen Rhys is a long time, since he found out what I was.

I... didn't remember.

[thezerothlaw]

The Laws of Robotics are mathematical potentials built into all positronic brains, governing behaviour. The First Law states that a robot must not harm a human, nor through inaction allow a human to come to harm. The Second Law states that a robot must obey all orders given by a human, except where doing so comes into conflict with the First Law. The Third Law states that a robot must protect its own existence, except where doing so comes into conflict with the First and Second Laws.

[mylegacy]

[It would be so easy to just do this forever. And he wants to. So for a while, he pretends like he can - like they don't need to ever breathe or move or leave, like they don't have responsibilities to anyone but each other. That's what it feels like, anyway. Like Joseph is the beginning and ending of everything, his whole world packed into one person. It's felt like that for so long it just seems natural now.]

[He pulls Joseph back against the door and kisses him until he forgets what time it is, or who started this, or if he's actually breathing or not. He kisses Joseph until he absolutely has to stop, and even then he only pulls away half an inch, and their noses brush, and he just stares and stares and he can't stop, it's impossible.]

[His voice comes out rough and choppy, words halting; it's difficult because he just wants to repeat I love you until words don't mean anything anymore, but he has to say this.]

I'm sorry I was so angry. With you. It wasn't your fault.

Perdonatemi, per favore. . . . Forgive me? Please.

[tothefly]

How's that work?

[She's not shy about asking. Nightingale's been fairly straightforward so far about answering the basic questions for her, when it comes to magic. And it can't hurt to know more.]

[tothefly]

[A nod. It's the answer she's been getting from a lot of people.]

Anyone you knew personally?

[horrendous]

Good luck with finding those things. You could probably make something out of kelp from that ocean planet, but... ew.

[He rubs at his nose.]

Bread? And uh, some kind of meaty substance? Preferably one that doesn't come out of a dispenser.

[takeabow]

I'd talked to a few people, but no one I really knew.

[horrendous]

I'm from Earth too, but I've lived on islands my whole life. There could be a bunch of other crazy stuff out there-- but I don't know, because I've never been that far.

[He sighs wistfully.]

I want to see it someday. I've been exploring and making maps since I was little. But now I probably won't have the time...

[redactions]

We don't know that's not their goal either, and this might be part of the experiment.

[ a beat. ]

I'd estimate about a hundred?

[jamminshield]

That's a great angle too! You've got some ideas, Rapunzel.

[The thug still does not look very impressed.]

Hey, maybe we should get started to help him out!

[arcanepower]

There's no need to slow down. I may look young, but I'm three times the age of most humans here. When their parents were still courting I was doing arithmetic.

Are you a mage? Or something else?

[tothefly]

[She nods, but it's less agreement and more acknowledgement.]

Gets a little easier if you expect them to go.

[touchofrogue]

Around, more like.

[Rogue tilts her hat back up, a little higher than the hat should be worn so that they can see each other's faces clearly.] Been out for a few hours. There's not much ta see, but... it's nice ta just be ridin' around.

[Nice to be out of the black.]

[horrendous]

Sounds like a scorcher.

[Thank goodness for Axel not laughing.]

Axel. That's easy enough.

Goofy? Really? Is he actually a funny guy or is he just saddened by everything around him?

[unconfines]

A deal. [He lifts his head enough to squint at her, might accidentally bump into her a little thanks to the proximity it causes.] Hang on, now, let me hear these terms, first.

[dancingmd]

[All right, familiar enough, that sounds like Data's ethical subroutines-- except, what?!]

Wait, wait, wait... [Her hands are starting to flail around in agitation] "Must obey all orders?" That's - [slavery! Might be best not to say as much out loud, though.] So when I told you to sit, did you have to do it, even though it was meant as a friendly offer, not an actual command?

[stefanged]

Yeah, plus I'm not sure if there's any internal bleeding. [He would've sniffed out anything external by now. Trust his dumb bloodhound nose when it comes to blood, he would know.]

I'd rather play it safe than sorry here.

[gleamed]

[ rapunzel gasps reflexively when she's flicked. oh dear, she really wasn't being careful back there, was she? ]

I'm so sorry! I've just had better experiences with ruffians and thugs in the past. Maybe he just needed a song or two...

[ maybe she should go back in there and start singing to him! ]

[thezerothlaw]

If I were to classify it as a command, it would be a very weak one. If there were some reason that I felt it better not to sit, I could easily justify it. Still, I'm aware that it's more comfortable for most humans to speak with me if I'm also seated.

[He frowns, very slightly, giving her a curious look. This is actually not a reaction he's ever encountered.]

Why does the Second Law bother you, Dr. Crusher?

[gleamed]

[ rapunzel does take the moment the outlaw breaks to drink to move away towards the door as well, none too eager to stir up any more trouble. and she especially didn't want to cause winter any undue trouble, after he went out of his way to help her out! ]

I was going to talk to the band about their instruments. It's very difficult to find good instruments in space!

[ she says this as if she has much experience with such matters. ]

[gleamed]

Um - right!

[ she clears her throat. here goes nothing! ]

Some people may think you mean,
Or that you stink like moldy beans!
But we know deep down inside,
Your a quality kind-of-guy!

[tothefly]

[It's not her Widow's Line by a long shot. Retractable, detachable, high-tensile alloy, with a breaking point of half a ton. Lot of damage you can do with a line like that, lot of places you can go. Places you aren't supposed to. But they'd taken that from her along with her guns, probably doing the one smart thing they'd done with her and stripping her of weapons. Visible weapons, at least. But still, a line like that would be handy. Just in case.]

[As entertaining as it is watching Coil strangle his buddy, though, it does occur to her that the town probably won't take kindly to one of their own being murdered. She's not interested in a full repeat of Space Vegas, so after heaving one of them over her hip, planting a boot, breaking his arm, she looks back over and whistles sharply at her fleetmate and his now-limp buddy, motioning with a jerk of her head at another still-swinging combatant. Maybe he wants to not decapitate that one and go fight feisty over there?]

[unconfines]

[Anders points at her, one wobbly finger slightly off its mark.]

So you do like me! [Yeah, that's what he got out of that.] Not to worry, I'd never touch a lady untowardly. Well, not unless she asked me to.

[What, he couldn't leave an opening unaccounted for. But he's telling the truth, if a bit slurred.]

Point is, it'll be strictly business. You have my word!