☆TRACK VI: THE NEW AMERICANA

[interdimanagers]

Who: All the rescuers...and DAFT PUNK.
What: The rescuers enter Vista City for the first time.
When: January 20th, 2055
Where: The ship, the coast, and outer Vista City.
Warnings: Could basically be anything.

“Viral mess turned dreams into an empire. Self-made success now she rolls with Rockefellers. Survival of the richest, the city's ours until the fall. But we don't feel like outsiders at all.” ☆THE NEW AMERICANA Your arrival on Tera doesn’t exactly happen with a bang – though maybe that’s a good thing, given that this is supposedly a stealth operation. The ship firsts touches down somewhere in the ocean, at which point it hovers above the waves for a few hours while Shep “touches base” with some “contacts.” This is your time to get ready, to collect any gear you’ve been assigned, and to talk over initial plans with your new teammates. You’ve been given a rough outline of what to expect upon reaching actual land. You’re going to be dropped off in the ring of forested land outside of the city, at which point you are to access a hidden stash of supplies that has been planted there for you and head into the city, where a second stash of supplies will be waiting for you in the outer ring of the city. It will probably be a long walk. From the onboard supplies everyone will be given the following: ENGLISH LANGUAGE TRAINING: if your character doesn’t already speak English, they will be given some time with a crown like technological device that seems the be able to psychically teach people languages at a rapid pace. Whatever has been enabling communication so far won’t cover you once you enter the city, so it’s important that you’re prepared. How easily a person’s brain accepts this information will vary based on unseen neurological factors, and can range from perfect fluency to an uneasy second language. (On an OOC level, whether or not your character struggles with picking up English is completely up to you.) Most of this training will be done on the trip to Tera. THEIR DESIGNATED TOOLS: any items your character was designated on your application will be given to them now. They’ll have some degree of choice in what they get, but everything is limited in supply. There are manuals for everything, but how much you can be fucked to read them will vary. Also, some of them aren’t in English or anything else even remotely recognizable. COMMUNICATION DEVICES: Everybody will get a communicator, which are worn around the back of your ear and project a holographic field over your eyes when activated. The device itself must be manually switched on with your fingers, and from there on out your exact method of controlling it depends on the settings. Some of the more basic functions can be manipulated with “brain waves” (though nothing very complicated) and the rest is mostly voice or touch activated, though you can also set it up to be controlled with blinking and eye movement if you are a “pro”. Its functions include voice, voice-to-text, and a sort of janky manual text mode that you have to touch the screen to use. Video chat is not available, though it is capable of recording video from your POV to be shared manually after the fact. It can also share still images. Various channels can be set up and accessed, both private and public, much like a Teamspeak server is used in gaming. HOLO EMITTERS (LIMITED): The amount of these available are limited by “plot convenience.” Do you want your character to have to struggle with their alien appearance to get by constantly? Then imagine there wasn’t enough of them to go around and your character was unlikely or benevolent enough to not receive one. Would you rather they have access to one? Then you can have one. A holo emitter is capable of projecting a holographic image around your character and disguising their appearance, the complexity of which is entirely up to you. The major problems with it are that 1) it can’t conceal things that the hologram doesn’t actually touch – cow horns could be covered in a hologram to look like a hat, but it couldn’t make them look as if there is nothing there at all, and 2) the holograms have no mass, and so if anyone tries to touch them they’ll realize they are just light projections. Also, like most of the equipment, they only work for a few hours before running out of power. ☆STASH NUMBER ONE: THE FOREST Once Shep has made sure things are prepared and everyone has their stuff, the ship will very briefly skirt close enough to the shore for people to disembark. The beach seems totally free of witnesses, and once you’ve hit land it’s a short run to the tree line. A few random people will have map information uploaded into their communicators (Usagi, Saitama, Reborn, Pearl, and Sparks Nevada are the lucky winners) and will be put in charge of making sure everyone navigates to the first stash correctly, and then into the outskirts of the city where a meet-up point and a second stash of equipment is located. The directions are not complicated, but it’s a lot of people to shepherd around incognito. How everybody handles this is completely up to the characters. Meanwhile, Shep is piloting the ship back off into the ocean to hide it somewhere. He says he’ll meet you in the city at some point, and that he’ll keep in contact via the communicators. Stay safe, and good luck! The first stash is about a twenty minute walk into the forest, and should be found with relative ease. It is basically just a few large, plastic tubs buried beneath soil and moss, and has to be dug up like treasure. Inside of it lies the following: AMERICANA DISGUISES: Clothing, make up, the works – everything the average joe needs to pass themselves off as a resident of Vista City. Outfits are perhaps a bit more eccentric and flashy than you’re used to...or maybe a bit less, depending where you come from. Either way, it’s a specific look, and there should be enough here to accommodate new outfits for all the humanoids. If you’re a horse, you’re sort of on your own. What your character ends up with is up to you, though “space rave” is a good way to describe common aesthetics. There are also a lot of hooded coats, hats, and other articles that would be good for hiding inhuman characteristics. RATIONS: Enough food at water, tightly compact, to last everyone for a few days. It’s going to start to run out quickly, though, so the group is going to need some breadwinners sooner rather than later. A WELCOME CARD: A welcome message from these two with their selfie printed on the front. Written inside are the following messages: “Glad you could make It! ♥ –Gold” and ”Welcome to hell. ☺ -Silver”. They are both in the same handwriting. From there, the maps only lead further into the city. ☆STASH NUMBER TWO: CITY BOUND You'll quickly notice that Vista City comes with multiple levels - the ground level, that actually touches the earth, and then a second level of streets and walkways that occurs halfway up the mountainous buildings. Cars streak down both sets of speedways, and the signs of life scatter every inch of the towers surrounding you. At the same time, though, a city of this magnitude leaves a lot of nooks and crannies left frequently unseen - something you'll definitely have to take advantage of. In the outer ring of the city the population is less dense than it gets towards the center, so at the least it gives you the opportunity to get your bearings. You'll find that there is no shortage of people stalking around in the darkness, even as the sun sets and night totally takes hold. A lot of them are dressed pretty funny, too, and any insecurities you had about looking ridiculous can tentatively be put aside. The costumes you were left do allow you to blend in about as well as you could hope. If the navigation team holds true, you'll be able to make it to the next stash in good time. You've been advised to avoid talking to locals as much as possible, at least until you've figured things out better. There is a notable absence of homeless people on the streets, which could mean any number of things. The place you end up at is, unsurprisingly, a warehouse. One of the few entirely flat buildings in the cityscape, the maps will lead into the center of the building. You try the door. It opens. When you go inside, you aren't alone. The floor is littered in blankets and what passes for foam mattresses. Waiting with them is the silver helmeted figure from the welcome card earlier. They usher you in hastily and ask you some cursory questions about whether you've been followed. When they seem satisfied, they'll tell you that you can spend the night here. "This is the first and last time you can stay here," they'll say, gesturing around. "This was Gold and I's launchpad for the last little while, and we're junking it after this. I recommend you follow our example. Don't stay any one place too long, and don't travel in one huge group. If you do that, one bad night will pin you all down." Silver will pass out what is apparently enough fake IDs for everyone in the ship - complete with each individual's image (or a human approximation) and a made up name. It's enough info to get a job with, they'll explain, if you can manage it. Avoid pushing the forgery's limits, though, if you can. They made them themselves so they expect they are excellent quality, but you can never be too careful. "...Most importantly," they'll finish. "Don't go looking for the prisoners right now, as much as you might want to. If you fuck that up, you'll fuck this up for everyone - and I'll tell you right now, other people have already invested a lot more blood and tears into this than you have. Respect that." Silver will stay for a few more hours, and then Gold will appear to take over, bringing snacks and hot chocolate with them. Get a good sleep, you'll need it. “We are the new Americana. High on legal marijuana, Raised on Biggie and Nirvana. We are the new Americana.”

Comments

[boldfortunes]

[It must be a great secret, since he's smiling. So, she keeps scrutinizing him. Just a bit.]

Mammon-san seems to know you too. There are a lot of people you know on this trip.

[flies_solo]

[He drew in a sharp breath at that name, a steely glint flashing threw his eyes before he stubbornly looked away.

Mammon and him were....acquainted. They were far from friends.]

--Too many, [he muttered, keeping his voice as collected as he could for the girl's sake.] Unfortunately.

[boldfortunes]

[Quirking her head to one side, she seemed a little perplexed...]

You aren't all after the same people, are you?

[flies_solo]

We're associated, [He explained in a cold, controlled tone.] But that doesn't make us...'friends.'

[There would always be a divide regarding the Varia. While they were all part of the Vongola, the Varia still firmly believed that Xanxus should rightfully hold the title of Decimo. The fact that the assassin was rejected by the title itself was a scar upon the pride of the entire organization.]

[boldfortunes]

Ah. Of course.

[She understand that much. Mammon had seemed a little weirded out by the presence and mention of Hibari and Reborn anyway. So...]

But we're all in it for everyone. Because this isn't right.

[flies_solo]

That's correct, [he intoned, bobbing his head.] And Tsunayoshi, when we find him, will want to stay until everyone is freed.

[Because that was the kind of person Tsuna was. Even if he didn't have his Sky Lion, he had his heart and his Will. No matter what age, Tsuna would pull through.]

....Mammon and I can cooperate, [he added quietly.] Our goals run parallel because of our association-- and we both need Tsunayoshi. The whole system will fall apart without him.

[boldfortunes]

[That was good. She knew Honoka, Maki and Nico would want to get out as soon as they could get everything unbrainwashed...but Nozomi was thinking something different. If these aliens came once? They'd come again. Hawkeye and Jack had both mentioned something along those lines too. And that meant she was going to push for an end.]

Not just freedom, right? We have to stop these people. Put them...hehe...out of business.

[She'll come back to the Mafia politics]

[flies_solo]

[This girl-- she was far too savvy to be an ordinary teenager. The glint in her eyes was almost dangerous in nature, and Hibari found himself becoming intrigued with Nozomi's potential. None of her friends may be suited for this sort of lifestyle, but Nozomi had a chance of surviving and even thriving in it.

That mentality was dangerous, and useful.]

Of course. I'm not fond of people interfering with my schedule.

[boldfortunes]

[She was a little bit different than the others, yes. She was no fighter, but she was cunning, conniving, and a really unpleasant person to be on the wrong side of. She could play nice, but Nozomi had a darkness inside her, and a capriciousness that really set her apart.]

Mmm. Then we'll have to figure out who's in charge, and what the aim is, hmm. Because they have to have a reason.

[flies_solo]

...We were told not to rush in, and focus on surviving first.

[As much as he hated it, they were going to need to find shelter...an jobs.

Rescuing his boss would need to wait for now, although Hibari didn't know how long he could stand sitting on his hands and doing nothing.]

[boldfortunes]

Mmmm. Yes. Any thoughts on that for yourself?

[He's a lot grumpier than she is. After all.]

I'm going to try and get a job at a music store or something. For information gathering.

[flies_solo]

[Grumpier and harder to get along with.]

Probaby a bodyguard or bouncer. There's always jobs if you have some muscle.

[Funny words, coming from a man who was as slender and elegant as a cypress tree]

[boldfortunes]

That sounds like a good choice. Maybe you'll learn something too. Bars need bouncers. And musicians frequent bars...

[flies_solo]

That's part of the plan.

[Because, believe it or not, he was actually fairly okay at gathering information.]