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

[experiencepoints]

Better hope we don't run into anything high-level, then.

[Just as suddenly as it appeared, the staff is gone again.]

It's kind of surprising how many fist-fighters I've met lately...

[stefanged]

I'll keep my fingers crossed.

[What does that even MEAN? At this point, he's not even going to ask about the disappearing weapon, he said he wouldn't.] If they're all from places like me, I'm not surprised. Most people back home don't have a reason to master a weapon or two.

[experiencepoints]

Nah. Most of the time, I'm pretty sure it's some kind of fucked-up machismo.

[Bluebird's world definitely had reason to learn weapons. But instead, she just decided to kill dinosaurs bare-handed, because... Because. Nightingale never actually got a satisfactory answer for why the fuck anyone would ever do that. Fucking show-off is what she was.]

You're from one of those weird worlds without monsters, then?

[stefanged]

[He has to laugh at that, because of course. Some personality types never change, and he's sure some idiot's picked up fist-fighting for the heck of it.]

Depends on your definition of "weird," but yeah. The worst we ever had were vampires and werewolves - and I guess shapeshifters. [If the guy who could turn into a giant bug counted.] Sometimes ghosts too.

No active monster threat, though - or treasure chests or weapons we could summon like that.

[experiencepoints]

"Summon"? It's just in my inventory.

... Vampires, huh? Speaking of that fucked-up machismo.

[stefanged]

Inventory?

[He'll grant himself this one question.]

Oh, she was one? That kinda explains it - they've got the healing factor and the strength. [He'd flex his muscles, but that would give him away too easily.] Though you'd think they'd pick up a weapon if they wanted to blend in.

[experiencepoints]

It's something everyone from my world can do, don't worry about it.

She didn't want to blend in, she wanted to fucking wrestle dinosaurs. And she did. And won. Bare-handed. For fun. And that was before she was a vampire.

[She is so fucking salty about that, and it shows.]

[stefanged]

[Now that earns him an eyebrow raise. He can't blame Nightingale for being salty - he'd be too, and he's not even jealous of this kid.]

That's... uh, that's some life goal. She wouldn't get far where I am, dinosaurs've kinda been extinct too long.

[He doesn't want to dwell on the vampire thing long, but he is curious--] So vampires were an open secret where you're from?

[experiencepoints]

Well... Where I'm from, vampires are monsters that just get killed on sight. An undead, demon-type monster, most of them from a different plane. The kind of vampire that used to be a person was something new in the last interdimensional shithole I was in, and... I dunno, she never acted like it was secret? But we were team, so none of us had secrets.

[stefanged]

[He deflates, slightly - a soulless monster doomed to death. That seemed more than a little appropriate.]

Most people freak out when they hear that vampires exist. We had some back home, along with werewolves and witches and ghosts and spirit mediums [oh my!] but...

If you ask me, it's harder keeping that stuff under wraps for so long.

[experiencepoints]

[She shrugs lightly.]

I was the one who fed her half the time, so...

I've fought actual, proper demons before, ones way higher-level than I am. Vampires aren't worth freaking out over. The kind that used to be people don't stop being people just because they get resurrected wrong, so it's not like it's a big deal.

[stefanged]

[Most vampires aren't him, so it shouldn't surprise him that Nightingale volunteered. It shouldn't, and yet - he flinched a little at the thought.]

I guess not. I wish everyone thought that way - like, we had vampires back home. A lot of my friends were vampires, or werewolves, or witches, or something "not human," and the fear in people was hard to deal with.

[He shrugs uncomfortably.] This is kind of my first foray in interdimensional life, so it's a lot to get over.

[experiencepoints]

... Why would 'not human' be a problem? My best friends back home were Beast Tribe, an elf, and a merwoman.

[More like her only friends, but let's not get into that right now.]

Well, I get freaking out that something that's supposed to be a monster is actually a person, but still.

[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.

[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?

[stefanged]

I guess so.

[He flinches a bit at the idea of gods being evil - because frankly, he's got a solid relationship with his - but he can't exactly call her out on it either.]

Supernatural stuff seems more common around the Fleet period, but maybe I'm noticing it more because it wasn't a Thing back home.

[experiencepoints]

[Let her regale you with the tales of her world's gods, Stefan. Or her crush's world's gods. Or the previous game's gods.]

That's probably it... I can't really imagine what it's like to live without magic.

[stefanged]

Whereas I couldn't really imagine life with it.

[He's thought about it, sometimes, upon realizing that he's descended from one of the most powerful warlocks in existence - but it's never been his reality.] Can't say I mind it much, though. Healing magic makes my job easier - and when you've got monsters to fight, a little of it goes a long way.

[experiencepoints]

Well, when it comes from a decent healer, anyway.

What's your job?

[stefanged]

I'm a medic on the Paisley. [First mate too, but he keeps forgetting he has a title.] Before the Fleet came and nabbed me, I was studying to be a doctor.

I also worked at a church for a long time, but that's not really... related to healing people.

[Literally, at least.]

[experiencepoints]

Oh... That's pretty cool. Do you have any healing magic, then?

What's a church?

[She sounds completely serious about that last one.]

[stefanged]

Nope. Sure wish I did, though.

[You know what, that is not the strangest question he's gotten, so he stares at her for a couple of seconds before trying to think of a clear-cut way to explain it...] A church is a place of worship. On Earth, they were also places for the community to get together and organize things.

Depending on your faith, you'd call your worship place something different. So you've got churches, synagogues, masjids, temples... a whole hodge-podge of things, really.

[experiencepoints]

I can help with that if you need it, but my healing magic is pretty damn weak.

... Temples? Like the ancient ruins?

[stefanged]

Thanks. I'll think about it.

[He has to pass, sadly; vampirism isn't compatible with any kind of magic.]

Only the old ones, but those're more museums and tourist attractions than places of worship.

[experiencepoints]

[She couldn't fault thatn if she knew. When Bluebird first turned into a vampire, Nightingale had tried to just spam all the healing magic she had... Which ended up hurting her worse, with her status as an undead. It was unpleasant all around. Still, she doesn't know about Stefan, so instead she just lets it go awkwardly, focusing on the other part.]

So... Your world still has gods, then.