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TRAVEL LOG #1

TRAVEL LOG #1


CONTENT WARNINGS: potential mentions of drugs, suspected mind-control, alcohol, and gambling, gore.

▶ 001. A RUDE AWAKENING.

On the morning of the 15th, the Outsiders will hear an alarm sound in the early hours. No matter what you’re doing, the alarm will not stop sounding, and it’s because they’re playing directly into your oculars. If one is sleeping, they may even be roused by the spark of colors on their oculars dictating an emergency. After a few minutes of this, the following message will appear:

PLEASE REPORT TO THE DATAPORTAL AT THE TOKYO BRANCH AND BE PREPARED FOR DEPARTURE.

"Captain Yamakawa speaking. You’ve done a great job in testing the data portals. Now that we are able to travel, we were sent a call for help in another city due to lack of personnel and resources abroad. You will be looking for evidence of a new kaiju around the rendezvous point. It may be a difficult journey, so prepare yourself. SYNTHIA will still be online to help you make it to the city. Report to the POD CHAMBER where we have installed an international dataportal and prepare for transportation."

Following the success of the dataportal testing, the engineering department was able to fine tune its abilities and widen the reach of the portals. The portals can connect even abroad now!

Despite their best efforts, however, they cannot guarantee that the same symptoms won’t appear, and ask all Outsiders who are utilizing them to practice caution. Additionally, through all their testing, they found that people who hold hands or make contact with others as they pass through will be hit with less issues.


▶ 002. WELCOME TO LAS VEGAS.

When one passes through the data portal, they will see the refuge city of Las Vegas, Nevada, United States. Similar to Neo Tokyo, it is also rich in life and known as the city that never sleeps. Incidentally, it is also famously noted as a place of endless vice. The city is built up around a strip of land of roughly 4.2 miles. A vast majority of the city was built up over the wreckage of the old, and some fixtures were simply made new with whatever was left preexisting. The Mojave Desert has expanded towards surrounding cities, though it will take a vehicle to get there in a timely manner.

The city has no shortage of hotels and with each hotel, a casino. While Outsiders here are on a mission, there’s no stating they couldn’t participate in the fun of Vegas while LILITH crew begin their investigation. While some hotels will be clearly abandoned or less traversed, there is no end to all card tables and slot machines, all asking for your KRYPTOS.

The hotel the Outsiders are slotted to stay over the course of the next few days is one where they built directly over the hotels of the old. While it offers a decent place to sleep, it’s not without a refurbished pirate themed bed, or the columns of what appears to have been from Caesars Palace. Is that a giant clown face staring at you in the room? Don’t worry about it. The hotel offers that this is the best place to depart into the desert from. For this mission, Outsiders may bunk up with whoever they would like, and each hotel provides two queen sized beds.

Excited to venture out into the city? Even under the threat of kaiju, the city doesn’t sleep. Outsiders may venture through the Las Vegas Strip and treat themselves to a fun night of drinking, gambling, shopping, partying and circle-style performances. The Grand Canal Shoppes, a Venetian-inspired high end mall, boasts a man-made canal with gondola rides for a fee, along with many retail outlets and restaurants. There are also numerous spas and carnival-style rides to enjoy. Las Vegas was once known as the ‘Marriage Capital of the World’, and in a world besieged by kaiju, the people don’t seem to think they have anything to lose. Outsiders may spot a few bride and grooms-to-be partying in the street.

(LILITH does not have a stance on whether or not Outsiders are permitted to get hitched as long as it does not affect their performance. )


▶ 003. TROUBLE BREWING.

It’s normal for fights to break out with so much alcohol being passed around, but something 
 isn’t quite right with some of the locals here. Outsiders who keep an eye open might notice people acting erratically, and not just from being intoxicated. There are people ready to pick a fight from just being looked at, people falling into despondent sadness and lethargy, people wandering mindlessly and people becoming distressed from seeing things that aren’t there. Ask the locals and they will tell you these cases seem to be popping up more often the past week.

The most concerning of all are the stories of people disappearing completely. One little girl will tell you she cried as she saw her mother mindlessly walk into the desert, as if called by a voice no one else can hear. There are many other accounts of this happening. In fact, all the people acting erratically seem to disappear within a few days 


Outsiders may interact with civilians who are acting erratic and aggressive, but asking questions they may receive answers that do not make sense, are perverse and inappropriate or may trigger aggression. Any Outsider to gets into a fight and is severely injured may report to a local hospital here and will find they are pretty packed with other civilians acting strange, hurting each other and themselves. Certainly, this was the main cause for concern that got LILITH's attention anyway.


▶ 004. FOUR FOR THE ROAD.

Within a day or two, the Outsiders will once again be called to action by a blaring notice in their implant.

YOUR VEHICLES ARE PREPARED. ASSEMBLE OUTSIDE THE CITY IMMEDIATELY.

When they gather at the location provided to them, they will find a fleet of armored campervans waiting for them. Each campervan comes equipped with beds, a kitchenette, and bathroom facilities, and will fit about 4 people. Within the campervans, they will find desert-appropriate attire designed to protect them from the scorching sun. These campervans also come with some basic artillery such as a mounted machine gun. There are also supplies in the form of water bottles and MRE ration packs.

Those who have driven large vehicles in the past are encouraged to take the driver’s seat. If the group does not have any driving experience, they will be given a crash course on driving recorded by the man himself, Seok Dang. (He probably shouldn’t be doing this with the stunts he’s pulled, but the Commander does not have any time to be teaching anyone driving, and Seok Dang volunteered so eagerly
)

"Listen. If you’ve ever handled a ▄▄ before, the joystick is exactly like that. You gotta tug it, but not too hard. Gently, yeah, like that, that’s the path to ecstasy 
 "


If it eases anyone’s worries, the campervans are armored and highly shock resistant, so they should withstand a crash or two.

(Those who finish his course and successfully drive 100km while supervised will receive an international driving license.)


▶ 005. THE HUNT IS ON.

With everyone settled into their campervan, the large scale road trip begins. LILITH has a general idea of where the biggest energy signal is located for the rift and they will feed the coordinates to the Outsiders. The journey will take about a few days into (and around as LILITH is searching for both people & the source of the rift energy) the Mojave Desert, and Outsiders will be permitted occasional rest stops to give drivers a break and to investigate the terrain. The terrain itself is a harsh desert, with cacti and small local fauna abundant. (Those not wanting to eat ration packs can take this time to hunt the local fauna such as birds, lizards and desert foxes.) While there is nothing else around, observant Outsiders may notice signs of human life - footprints in the sand, a shoe or torn piece of clothing being left behind, and even the odd human carcass being torn apart by vultures.

The logical conclusion would be that those missing humans have been here, and the only thing left to do is find them 
 but Outsiders and civilians aren't all that lurk here, and time will tell what lies beneath the desert surface ...



▶ 005. AFTERWORD.

Welcome to our very first travel log! Each campervan will accommodate anywhere between 3-5 people, with 4 being the ideal and 5 being a squeeze. Players are encouraged to connect with each other to fill up a van but the mods will not be enforcing it. If you need help finding roommates, there is a FIND A ROOMMATE header below that you can make use of.

If you'd like to test your gambling luck, we also have an IC SLOTS HEADER for you to comment to for you to see how well your character does at the slot machines. This is entirely for fun, and of course you are always welcome to have your characters winning or losing at the slot machines as much as you want in your prompts so long as they aren't winning jackpots.

Following this log, all characters who have purchased style upgrades will receive an update to their chip enabling them access to desert attire and popular styles within Las Vegas.

All tags on this log are worth 2 points.


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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-16 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ … At least it's his problem (joy) now and no one else's? ]

Was there ever a moment you felt otherwise?

[ A bit of a wry smile. ]

But that's a reason as any not to doubt what they say. [ After seeing a number of people go through already—it's not that he's defeatist per se, but do they really want to invite more trouble onto themselves than they have to?

… Yes, in certain (many) cases for Elysium, but purposeless pain was not it. So, he extends his palm outwards to her, fingerless gloves worn halfway up his forearm. Maybe it'll be surprising that he's rather nonchalant about the gesture.
]
bemist: (But I knew all along)

[personal profile] bemist 2024-05-16 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ He extends his hand and Gebura stares down at it--not with any kind of confusion or fear but with the air of someone who still finds it strange that it's being offered to her in the first place. So at least one of them is nonchalant. ]

You can go ahead.

[ Because she's also not exactly fond of this technology anyway. ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-16 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Instead of pursuing the topic, his fingers curl into his palm before his arm drops to his side. It's only right for a wordless invitation to be met with an implicit rejection—he'd somewhat expected it of her, that she wouldn't have wanted to waste words on something that didn't quite exist.

It's comfortable and easy to smooth past; there's very little Elysium couldn't smooth past, and yet, there were still matters he would prefer not to.
]

Will do. [ A little of a mock salute for the road. ] I'll see you on the other side.
bemist: (Where you left me)

[personal profile] bemist 2024-05-16 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ Must he.

No, she knows he will. And she's probably going to feel like an idiot for not accepting it when she does go through and feels awful for it, but you know what, some things take time. In some cases, a literal decade (and then some), so she'll just step back to let him proceed, maybe latch onto another Outsider who's fine with the act of hand-holding while just giving the portal a wary stare.

... Well, when she thinks about it, even if it does end up behaving like the warp trains this time, hasn't she already...

... Never mind that. Arctic terns first. ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-16 09:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't… but, he does have a somewhat better reasoning for sticking around this time other than delighting in her supposed misery. That being he's experienced the dataportals several times already and he's sure she has, surmised from her apparent reluctance—and whether she finds a third party or not to go through with, well. That's just how it goes.

Regardless of whether she goes solo or through with another person, he will still ask:
]

How are we feeling?

[ He says, like he'd just walked through and came out of a door. But no, his body is every bit protesting the action; he has a hand wrapped around his front pressing down onto his stomach from an unseen angle, and he would very much like to go through the motions of a hurl… except he won't. He's been through worse, too. ]
bemist: (I think I took too much)

[personal profile] bemist 2024-05-16 12:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Dread is far too strong a term for realizing he is likely waiting for her and having that confirmed when she finally passes through the portal (alone, of course) and while the nausea appears to have spared her this time, she's not thrilled to discover that it's the dizziness this time, along with her sense of spatial awareness being thrown off.

Being aware of the lack of awareness is an additional pain, especially when she tries to take a calm, certain step and almost collides with him, stopping just in time and slamming her eyes shut.

It's fine. Definitely. ]


Fine.

[ YEP. SHE'S FEELING FINE. ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-17 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Where she almost collides with him, he tries to take a step forward and nearly stumbles himself in the process… It's a good thing, then, that her eyes close before she sees it. ]

… Fine. [ He repeats it with a measured amount of nonchalance that greatly reflects how fine he is, but chooses not to expand on it any further. ] Yeah. They've really improved on their technology, haven't they?

[ His laughter is brittle for the brief moment he manages it——which, in turn, proves to be a bit too much of a strain for his stomach so he cuts it short. ]

Someone once told me it's better that they have these tangible side effects than no apparent ones at all. Are you inclined to feel the same?
bemist: (You can't take me for a ride)

[personal profile] bemist 2024-05-17 01:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sometimes you fuck around and find out. Not that she trusts hand-holding is the cure-all to having your internal processes being thrown out of whack, but. So much for improving the technology.

She'd find some other way back if she could, but...

... Ugh, that's a thought for post-mission Gebura. Probably. ]


I'd agree with that. [ Because then you get things like the Warp Trains where there's no real indicator that something went Terribly Wrong. ] For now, there's no real point in lingering right here.

[ ... She, who's unable to walk in a straight, unhindered line, and he with intense nausea. ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-17 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd say the real point would be in not being a hazard to the people around you—and more importantly, yourself.

[ Then, from who's probably the worst person to hear this from: ]

… You can be surprisingly stubborn in childish ways, Miss Gebura.
bemist: (I can't stay on your morphine)

[personal profile] bemist 2024-05-17 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ... a deep breath. ]

I'm not above snapping your neck right now, Elysium.

[ THE INTENT SURE IS PRESENT. ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-17 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He takes a step back—not out of fear, but his commitment to this bit. Can Gebura take a step forward? ]

If you could do that in your current state, I'd be really impressed!
bemist: (Where you left me)

[personal profile] bemist 2024-05-17 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ SHE CAN, OUT OF SHEER SPITE.

Like, the dizziness nearly knocks her over, but you know what, spite conquers all. ]


You're about to be more than impressed.

[ This is not flirting, this is a threat. ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-17 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ by all means, please continue to threaten him with a good time. He takes another. ]

You're right. I didn't think you remembered my name! [ hehe. ] That's the first time you've ever used it.

[ in front of him, anyway. ]
bemist: (With diamonds and gold)

[personal profile] bemist 2024-05-17 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Why is he like this ]

Is now really the time to be so happy about that?
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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-18 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ gosh this is the most banter they've gotten in a week? days? let him live ]

Is there ever a time where it's better to not be optimistic?
bemist: (No opiates to send me into outer space)

[personal profile] bemist 2024-05-18 12:55 pm (UTC)(link)
When it doesn't serve a purpose.

[ Like now?? ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-18 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
So you'd rather me be pessimistic and depressed?

[ like, uh. … he actually has to think about it for a second. ]

Man, this sucks. [ ] For you to be so cruel, is it one of the many prices I have to pay for my once-in-a-lifetime face…?

[ cry cry. weep weep. this is terrible. ]
bemist: (I can't stay on your morphine)

[personal profile] bemist 2024-05-18 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
...

[ She is going to start walking away.

And by that, I mean she is barely catching herself right before she walks into the side of a building. ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-18 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
See? You do prefer me at my best and brightest.

[ Is this his takeaway? Yeah. Anyway, his vertigo has more or less shaken off even if his stomach isn't quite there… he won't be eating anything for a while, he thinks, but that's fine.

Something else she may not be so thrilled by: are there shutter sounds for the ocular? Yes? No? Either way… she's about to get a ping right this moment.
]
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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-18 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ 043.JPEG — it's an image of her nearly hobbling into the building.

Elysium, honourable man that he is, would never hide his antics……
]

I strongly do suggest you rest before you cause any damage to yourself, lasting or not!

[ if he's alive after this it will be one of synflux's greatest miracles ]
bemist: (What have you done)

[personal profile] bemist 2024-05-18 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
...

[ yeah no this is about to turn into a chase scene.

Best run, Elysium. ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2024-05-18 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
You don't want me to send this to other people, do you?!

[ imagine. imagine his finger slips, and it's sent to everyone instead? oh, what a timeline that'd be.

anyway yeah ready to book it he is ggggggoodbye
]