trans_9 | Shore Leave: Geartopia [Open to All]

Shore Leave: Geartopia [Open to All]

||Attention all crewmen, shore leave is now in progress, attention crewmen, shore leave is now in progress...||

Stacy's voiced called the entire crew, until all of them were gathered at the Obs Deck. Then, a dossier appeared on the screens, along with the image of a rotating planet.

Planet Designation: Geartopia
Status: Terrestrial, H-class.
Non-sentient life: Extensive flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: Yes.
Sentient Life: Homo Sapiens, Homo Animalia, Machina Erectus.
Water: 20.6% of the planet's surface.
Climate: Earth-like, Arid desert
Landscape: 70% Desert..
Air: Normoxic concentration.
Air Pressure: 101.3 kPa (kilopascals) = 14.7 psi (pounds per square inch)
Sky: Blue
Sun: A class G2V, yellow star.
Warnings: Wildlife, humanoids and plant-life can be hazardous.
Nomalanga has given us a map with which areas to avoid.
Mission: Shore leave, and preparing for an attack in a few days, planet's time. Nomalanga has promised food, clothing and animals in exchange for your cooperation in aiding her.

Once, long ago, Geartopia was built by aliens visiting the planet and granting intelligence to some native species. Of course you wouldn't know this apart from the giant black obsidian monoliths humming precariously outside of town. They are formed in a circle formation that might remind those who come from earth of Stonehenge, only built out of a much more study device. This is what Nomalanga used to contact you. The rocks cannot be moved and any attacks on them will be useless. The Wild Ones will come out of the forest at night, leaving a trace of plants as they go back and fro their own forest. The technology the elder aliens left them allows for contact with Stacy but otherwise there is nothing futuristic going on on the planet - the aliens wanted it this way and for the most part the population respects this.

All except Snidley and his goons, of course. Thankfully most of them have gone into hiding once their plot was found out. In fact, Nomalanga and those still loyal to her are busy working on making this planned attack, and getting the townspeople ready for it.

You can also find a few remains of their culture scattered around the land in the form of large stone carvings around the town, in between a wooden tavern bar or used as a sort of tribute, covered in dry plants. Most of the area is dry and arid, with very tiny grass and shrubs growing over the hill, and, strangely enough, an area from town that is densely populated by forest. Few dare go in, due to it being the territory of the Wild Ones.

As you walk around, you notice that the technology is steampunk with a cowboy flare; there is one train that comes from the towns every morning at 6am and leaves at 9pm. Horses can be rented for a price (some normal, some like this), chariot rides as well. Gears and dark clothing seem to be the norm, possibly due that their source of leather. The inhabitants are mostly humans, humanoid animals, alien natives and steampunk robots.

But enough of that, let's see what you can do here:

- Saloon and bars of all sizes, most comically named with an object, and a color. You can find all sorts of them across town, but those on the western side are more sympathetic towards Snidley and hate strangers with a passion. Do not go there unless you're ready to fight a few of them.

They do, however, have the best drinks, and card games.

There are hotels with gear pianos playing wistful tunes as you drink hard liquor made from cactus juice, honey and barley. The honey wine is especially prized and costly.

There is also a small carnival with steampunk and old west fair, sugar and cactus fruit pies, whole animals roasted over open pits, musicians, and a single wooden coaster. It's not much, but the food is excellent.

Be careful, however. The cactus fruit does cause stomach aches for most people not native to this world. Think of it much like lactos intolerance. It's a chance you take eating it. However if you do, it tastes much like an orange, strawberry and a banana were put together in a blender.

As thanks for helping her out, anyone stepping into the city is given by the mayoress as part of her exchange bartering price, one cowboy hat (all brown), one pair of steampunk goggles, a steampunk vest, and, most importantly, one part of leathersnake steampunk boots. This is a gift for anyone who is just visiting to blend with the locals and to prove she's honest about her dealings. As if it wasn't obvious after the first mission, in any case. She'll need your strange and powerful manpower in the upcoming days.

And hey, if you're up to it, you can help with a little cleanup. After all most people here don't know your skills. However, it's also calm and quiet in the farms. You want to do some honest work for a day, they'll give you some of their seeds in exchange. The system seems to be based more on services and barter than any money.

There is still currency and Stacy has given you a few golden coins, spend them wisely. A few farms are opened up to sleep for free, if you don't mind being with the animals.

The General store has steampunk items for sale, but most of them are much too expensive for anyone on the ship to by. You can try to barter.

Oh and news travels fast. Cause problems, and Nomalanga won't be too happy about it.

[OKAY ALL DONE GO FOR IT. You are also free to create additional places, to post your own private logs involving the town! Contact me if you need extra information about Geartopia either via PM to things_go_boom's account or by AIM, I'll be happy to answer. NPC goons if you want to do a bunch of bar fights, just think typical cowboy stuff. Shore leave will last until the 31st and players can go to and from the ship to the city each day, so you can have your characters stay for a day or two and then come back.

People in the miniplots, the mini plots will start up in a few days! There will also be a general fight for anyone who wants to join in on the 29th. Thank you and enjoy yourselves!]

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As your characters step down from the usual manner which they land during a shore leave, there are a few people standing waiting for them each day. A giant man standing easily over eight feel tall and looking like a mammoth takes out a piece of string and measures everyone for their complimentary hat, vest, goggles and boots, as a small team works nearby to adjust the sizes of the materials they already have. Thankfully the population is very varied so what spares that they have have been left here as a sort of donation project. It's rather interesting to see them at work, cutting with iron scissors, a spiderlady using her own silken string along with a robot aid to patch things up, and before long you are given an outfit that's been tailor adjusted for you.

Hopefully you aren't too agoraphobic.

They have a picture-perfect memory, so you can't trick them into giving you the same outfit twice...well unless you're a shapeshifter.

You are near the town, next to the haunted cave that a team of seven before you conquered and solved. In front, you can see the entire town, and on the ground there are tracks where the train passes.

Saloons, bars, cheap booze places, they all bare a similar looks and names, although the ones on the west side of town are a lot more shady. They also offer other comforts, and much harder booze.

Of course you get more chance of getting shot in the back too.

The eastern bars contain regulated booze, entertainment and there's still the old west feeling. Its just much safer there. Still pretty fun and be careful not to drink too much cactus beer! It really hits the spot really fast..

[OOC - Feel free to have your characters wander into any bar you want, give it a silly name and write down of it's eastern or western part of town. Other people can join in and I might drop an NPC or two once in a while.]

A central well that's more there for decoration than anything is covered so that no child accidentally gets in. Along with a stone platform where the mayoress gives speeches, the corridor on both side of the town's square is empty with 4 obsidian pillars, two to the far west and two to the far east.

The carnival is currently situated to the north.

At nighttime, you can catch glowing fireflies in the air. They tend to latch on to people's hair.

[[OOC - start any thread you want and write what time it is or what they are doing like 'carnival, nighttime' or bug catching' nighttime' etc.]]

There is one hotel on the east side of town that is completely safe and truthworthy and thanks to Nomalanga, free of charge to stay at.

The rooms are modest and the beds tiny, but they are REAL BEDS!

The hotel manager is a robot man. Tall and nerdlike. He moves with the sound of gears. On the front, he seems to have a few nicknacks and a pet lizard.

It is advised not to pet the lizard.

[[If you wish to have nighttime talks between your characters, this is another place to do it. Ps - No petting the lizard.]]

Owned for generations by the same family, the General Store sells rights for horse riding, train tickets (which you are not allowed to get, being outsiders). They also offer a lot of guns and steampunk items, however their prices are rather high.

The best way to get anything is by barter or offering a service.

The farms are lands of wheat, pumpkin, watermelons and cactus plants - simple but effective. There are also animal farms with Shepofalant, where they weave the animal's yarn into fabrics.

You can go sleep with any of the farmers if you like, they are nice folk. If you wish to get seeds from them, however, you'll need to offer a service in return, and these folks like honest farm work.

Satella couldn't say that she didn't like the atmosphere. It kind of reminded her of an old movie she once watched and the place wasn't as crowded as the other shore leave.

The hat, boots and goggles had been really cute, even if she was really uncomfortable getting measured for them.

So now she strode through the town, looking for nothing in particular, just enjoying the simplicity and feel of the place.

Ian has a horse. He feels like he's sold his soul, or at least everything he has just to rent it, but he has a horse. And not an ordinary horse either - those he's ridden in the past. The goggles ended up in his pocket because he needed to be able to see all around him, but the rest of the clothes he's been given he was wearing.

He rode through the town, tipping his hat to everyone he passed.

The Master had also managed to procure himself a horse, though how he'd actually gone about doing so was anyone's guess. Anyone's but his, of course, and his smug smile might have made it more obvious that it hadn't been an entirely... honest transaction.

At the moment he was striking out alone, looking purposeful rather than wandering about like most of the riders. To anyone who knew anything about him, that couldn't be a good sign.

[[ooc: Totally open. Unless we work it out otherwise, all other threads will be assumed to happen before Eleven's. As for the subject line:

* Neither definitive success nor lack of retaliation is guaranteed. -Management]]

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