When We're Rollin Through the Wild Wild West

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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

[stickupherforehead]

Who? [wait. That was that thing she didn't understand before and she probably still doesn't understand now.]

Never mind. We can do that if you want, but did you bring enough supplies?

[she totally obtained a detailed map and memorized it]

[jamminshield]

Um... Maybe! [He shuffles through the back that dangles along the side of the horse.]

I got some snacks and water... They could probably last me a whole afternoon!

[stickupherforehead]

Well, then. [sounds good enough for her. Gem missions don't last all that long anyway, so maybe she's stuck thinking in that magnitude] Let's go.

[she nudges her horse-thing in the exact manner the owner showed her and...nope. She got a lazy one. It takes a couple more kicks and some intense glowering before it even takes a step.]

[jamminshield]

[At the same time, Steven tries to get his to go. ...And its reaction seems to be the opposite. The horse almost immediately starts briskly stomping forward. And Steven does not notice Pearl's trouble, assuming she's right behind him. So he raises his arms in a cheer.]

Woohoo! We're off to adventure!

[stickupherforehead]

Oh, come on! Don't you want to be with your friend? [yup, she's talking to her mount. It gets a harder kick to the side and it finally starts moving.

...At least it's following Zebro, even if it's going at half the pace.]

Right. [this might be faster on foot, but it doesn't seem to fit into this particular adventure aesthetic] Steven, don't go too far!

[jamminshield]

Okay!!

[Zebro keeps going at the same pace.

After a beat...]

...How do I get him to not go too far?

[stickupherforehead]

You could try pulling. I think. [she has probably gotten on a horse at least once in her lifetime, but...warp pads are honestly so much easier.

Ugh, animals.]

[jamminshield]

Thanks, Pearl!! [He shouts as he gives a good, but gentle, pull. Luckily, the horse still does start to slow down.]

[stickupherforehead]

Come on. [a few more kicks finally moves the animal into a grudging trot and (eventually), she's almost right next to Steven.

A chuckle.] We might make you into a horseman yet.

[at least all that nonsense finally got them past the outskirts of town and into the wide open...desert.]

[jamminshield]

[As she catches up, he turns to face her and waves cheerily.]

Thanks, Pearl!

I always wanted to be a horseman! But I don't know if I'm ready to eat that much hay.

[He tries to stretch his cheeks to look more horselike in order to se his joke and then giggles, before he looks ahead at the desert.]

[stickupherforehead]

Well, I don't think -

[wait. That was a joke, wasn't it. That gets a laugh out of her - she's amused, not because she really gets it, but because he seems amused by it.] Oh, Steven.

[they've hit upon a dusty road of sorts! It doesn't look too traveled, judging from the the depth of the ruts. One way seems to meander off into the sands, while the other looks like it's heading towards a bit of greenery.

Pearl waits, content to let Steven lead them on this little adventure. What could possibly go wrong?]