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

[unconfines]

[Anders hardly minds. If anything, he seems proud to have been a good influence.]

Sometimes a man just needs the opportunity to get absolutely sloshed! You can understand that, yes? You seem like a man of the world.

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, I think I can get that! I am a man of a world, and another world, and several other worlds by now! Now that's something I didn't think I'd ever be able to say!

[unconfines]

Suppose that applies to all of us by now, doesn't it? [He hums, considering, leaning one elbow on the bar.] I don't think I can even remember the names of all of them, to be honest.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash stops his drinking and starts counting off on his fingers with ease. One by one listing each planet and star system the fleet has visited since the start.] And now we're here! Waypoint EA009!

[unconfines]

Maker.

[He huffs a bit of incredulous laughter.]

Which is it, impressive memory, or far too much interest in the great black depths of space?

[goldenglasses]

I've just always been really good with names. Also I'm a pilot. [He gestures at his augment.] So I thought trying to keep a map of where we've been might come in handy if we ever spot something we know.

[Also, an impressive memory.]

[unconfines]

That's... actually not a terrible idea. [By which he means it's a good idea, but his already questionably-present filter is suspended for the evening.] Any chance you've a copy of that I could pass along to our pilot?

[goldenglasses]

Sure, I could do that. It shouldn't be a problem. Which ship should I send it to?

[unconfines]

That would be the Golden. If we're lucky, our pilot may even know what to do with it!

[goldenglasses]

You never know. I mean, I know space is big, but if we keep floating around and with all these different people from different worlds, we have to run into something familiar to someone eventually.









...right?