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Welcome to the first last_arrival! If you're curious about what's going on here or are thinking about applying, feel free to take us for a test drive. Scenario: Your character has just arrived via the Return Point and taken the uneventful cart ride to a vast city known only to the locals as “the City”. You have no memories that go back 20 years (or less, up to you). You may have some strange new powers but those come with a rather nasty side effect, don't they? If you had a lot of powers, you'll either notice that they're gone altogether or that those nasty side effects are equivalent or worse than the power you're trying to use. Lucky for you it seems like the City is already populated. Unlucky for you, they don't exactly have the best handle on this situation either. Locations: City Streets You're fresh off the cart and just checked into the keep. Now you're free to wander the City and see what there is to see. Open Air Market You've checked in, sure but now you're still milling about the market. Feel free to see if anything you have will be an even trade. Tipping the Velvet Welcome to the brothel. We don't need to tell you what goes on here. Maybe you're looking for a job, maybe you're looking for a good time. Maybe you just want a good vodka drink. Keep threads R rated for the test drive, please. Once the game opens, smut threads can be posted, but need to be locked to community members only Fortunas Care to test your luck in the City's casino? Trade's pretty-much open to whatever the dealer wants. There's a full bar, a restaurant, and plenty of shiny things to distract you. Apartments Everyone lives in the Apartments. Feel free to settle in, find a nice-ish place and hopefully the doors lock. Rules: ♥ Please make your subject line follow this format: Name \| Canon \| Location [Action/Network] ♥ Please use this header for your first post so people know how to tag you <b>4th Walling Allowed:</b> Yes / No <b>Rating Limits:</b> <b>Extra Notes:</b> Game Opens March 20th 2018
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Last Arrival

Last Arrival is a pan-fandom, original character friendly game set in a post-apocalyptic world where history has been mostly forgotten. Your character arrives from their world and to get home, they're going to have to help piece together what happened in this one. Be careful, however, once history is written it's not that easily undone.

The main story line of the game is already completed and will be comprised of chapters with clear starts and ends. Player characters are encouraged to get involved with the already written plot and to make sub-plots. As it is written, the game has threads and will play out as a sort of “choose your own adventure” depending on the player character's choices. The pace of the game's main story line is going to be slow to medium, depending on how threading and CR is going.

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"The why isn't important. What's important is the fucker hurt my brother, and I'm gonna fuck him up for it." Keegan reiterated, giving the slightest shrug. "Gibson doesn't really like the idea that I'm so violent. So your hear so that I get back to the Velvet alright when I'm done."

She laughed, "You basically get to play bodyguard for a few hours. How's that make you feel?"

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"Like I've kinda been here before, but my last boss didn't hold my hand about it," Zephyr answered and he gave Keegan a cheeky little squeeze when he did it. "And well, not gonna argue with any fuckin' up in this case. Like I was upstairs. Still heard that punch."

He took a few more strides, idly scratching at his cheek as he did. "Almost bit my customer. Anyway, didn't see the guy, but I got impressions of him off of enough people, includin' Jher."

She kept her eyes on the man pathway. Keeping them from diverting the man beside her. It was better that she didn't look at him. Didn't attempt to get inside his head. Walls were built for a reason. To keep people out and to keep her in.

People came and went. Very few actually stayed. She'd learned that the hard way. "Just do a favor, and don't let me fall on my face." The words were cryptic with no explanation. If the others had talked, then he'd heard the stories, but if they'd been quiet, he'd be in for a treat getting to see her in action.

Zephyr got an ash rain of sensory with that-- other people she'd loved and other people she'd wrecked; violence and longing and... then it all just settled back into the street and the fresh scent of vengence between them.

"Can probably do that," he said with rather more diplomacy than he was planning. "Was serious about the bodyguard thing, Did that for a while in between bein' a blowjob dispenser."

"Alright. Thanks. Do me a favor."Another favor. That was a lot of favors she was asking. Generally she was more careful with that. Oh no. She'd tried to keep New Hires at a distance until she was sure of whether or not they'd last. Looks like this one was a bit more charismatic than the others.

"Keep an eye out, and lemme know if you see this guy. Odds are he's probably been bailed out already. And unfortunately since I wasn't in last night. I don't know anything about the fucker, other than the fact that I need to bash his face in."

"Yeah like, no sweat so far," Zephyr mentioned, although he did very well know there was going to be sweat later.

Mabe sooner if anyone took exception to the two of them still occupying the pavement side by side. He was going to have to let her go at some point. He did have her punching hand. But for right then it was more of a yanking him along hand and her grip kept sparking with their weird little hope thing that he wouldn't... well, there wasn't quite a word for it but it covered stop and leave and slip out of existence.

"Dude's a lil taller than me, no eyebrows kinda light blond, bruised knuckles, snorts for emphasis. Goes by Darien, but I dunno there was like this other name in the back of his brainmeats... couldn't really make it out with him holdin' me off the side of the bed. Speakin'awhich, bad tipper too."

"Hmmm, sounds like you've got personal beef with the guy?" That only seemed to add fuel to her already blazing temper. To be fair though she'd take about anything she could get to add to her desire to make this guy suffer. "So what'd he do to you? I'll add it to the list of shit I'm kicking his ass for."

Her attention trailed downward, a side ways glance drifting towards their hands, before she looked back up. Why the hell hadn't she let go? She wasn't afraid that he'd run off. That wasn't it. No. There was something about the way his hand felt against hers. Something about the contact... Damnit. No. Not that. Not this shit again.

She let go of his hand, and kept walking. Eyes glancing back up to search for their target.

Ah shit.

Just.

Ah shit.

The incident in question had been two weeks ago-- meaning he wasn't quite the new hire everyone kept marking him as and screw that; meaning he had been, albeit not in the night in question --and it wasn't Jher's, wasn't THAT BAD. It just kind of sucked a little on the backend.

Then again, there was Keegan and she sincerely wanted to know.

"Look," said Zephyr, "You've been to this rodeo. The gross people are part of the show. It wasn't that bad. I seriously got more of a beef with my mom than I do that piece of shit, but..."

He sighed.

"Negative two outta ten."

Sweet. That was all she needed to hear. More fuel to the fire. It didn't matter that gross was a part of the job. In the end it didn't give people the right to be assholes.

Her eyes narrowed as she caught sight of a shape in the crowd, "That him?" She gave a slight nod of her head in the direction of the man standing a few feet away from them.

Zephyr made a rather cartoonish show of peering through the crowd, humming, finally sniffing. He turned to Keegan with her very brightest simper after.

Yes, he drew it out. He'd been enjoying the burnt sweetness of her anger, but so it went. He let go.

"That's be the guy. Race you."

"We need to get him away from prying eyes. Would've been nice if we'd been here before his happy ass got bailed out. But, I'll work with what we've got." Keegan wasn't about hurting the innocent people gathering in the City Center. No. She had to be careful and the destructive tendencies of her power, well... Not good for using in a crowd of people.

She smirked.

"Pick an alley any alley. I'll meet you there. And you can make sure no one enters while I... Have my fun."

She was going into this with a plan, which made the coming disaster all the more sweet. She was going to love making this guy scream.

Oddly enough, it was not the first time anyone had ever told him to pick an alley. Zephyr veered around the corner and chose a darkish brick one off the main thoroughfare. He then kicked over some packaging to cover the pavement, just in case anybody needed to kneel there.

And spent several long seconds mulling over his own thought process in a deeply uncomfortable moment of self-reflection. No one was kneeling in any alleyways that afternoon. Hadn't he hooked up with Noa for just this reason? Wasn't today mostly about a well-deserved beating?

He still hitched his pants an inch down and told himself it was to make his knife easier to get at, rather than force of habit.

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