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

[redactions]

And your people would be...?

[xenoscientist]

Salarians. Likely the first you've met. See no others here.

[He gestures to him with his free hand]

Human, correct?

[redactions]

[ Cyborg, actually, but you know. Technicalities. ]

Yeah. Human. Midgardian, if that's a term more familiar to you.

[xenoscientist]

Midgardian...not familiar. Midgard colony perhaps? Of Earth, or a colonist?

[Because space colonies are a thing.]

[redactions]

No, just Midgard. It's another name for Earth.

[ Space is called the Nine Realms. Go figure. ]

Have you heard of the Chitauri?

[xenoscientist]

Not familiar. Enlighten me.

[He tilts his head a bit, blinking his large eyes. He does look interested, at least.]

[redactions]

Blue, about yea high? [ gesturing above him, about seven feet high ] Very interested in killing you?

[xenoscientist]

Curious. Not familiar. Said you were of Earth? Know Asari, not as tall. Turian possibly, depends on shade.

[He nods a bit.]

Need more data, details.

[redactions]

Never heard of either a'those. Sorry I can't tell you more, my Earth only recently made contact with extraterrestrial life.

[xenoscientist]

Your Earth. Diverging timelines, chaos theory, physics. [He inhales.] Alternate realities?

[redactions]

[ Nodding along, ]

More'n a few. I met a fella who said he was from the 2300s at least.

[xenoscientist]

Hmm, I see. 2185. Curious. Would like to meet!

[redactions]

I'm not sure he's still around — you could ask. Most folks are from around the 2000s, like me, or way before.

[xenoscientist]

Odd, I see. Time anomalies. Needs explanation.

[He taps a finger to his chin.]

Will think on it later. Prevailing theories for purpose here?

[redactions]

[ Without missing a beat, ]

Entertainment value. This is a game to somebody out there.

[xenoscientist]

Curious. Most would use it for nefarious reasons. Kidnapping, gathering biological data, studying unwilling subjects.

[After the Collectors, he's not entirely unconvinced that's what this is, even. Tell someone they're on a broadcast program, reward them, all the while operating on them, studying them, possibly gathering data on them and their worlds.

Did they have enough material...]

How many of us here?

[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?