Test Drive Meme

[mercenarymayhem]

The city of Gulch is a bustling place, a haven for criminals and rogues, yet a cherished home to its natives. You might be a native, well familiar with typical, day-to-day life here. Or you may be from off-world, here for some opportunity you think you can't get elsewhere.

Or, you may have been dragged here by the dimensional portal known as the Transponser™— an outsider, confused and weary.

What will you do while you are here?

1) New arrivals: Maybe you're a mercenary who just arrived from off world. Or maybe you're a visitor who came through the transporter. Either way, you're new, and it's time to explore.

2) Taking a job: Everyone who comes to Gulch needs to have a means of making income. Maybe you've taken a job as a mercenary. Maybe you become a lowly store clerk. Either way, you need to make contact with customers.

3) Avoiding the plague: The clouds are descending and it's time to find shelter! Make your way through the streets with the others who have found themselves vulnerable.

4) Touring the city: It means a long train ride but you want to see the sights, so you pay for a token and off you go!

5) Wildcard: Whatever you want to play out! Tag around and have fun!

Comments

[wanderingmemory]

At Washington staring like that, Epsilon hesitates. "Seeing as you started asking intrusive questions already, is something wrong?"

[searchandrecovery]

Wash tries to smile, but it comes out closer to a grimace, and he knows it. Fuck. He needs to pull himself together. He came here to take a brief break from the stresses of the job, not to get bitter about a past he can't change.

"Nah, nothing's wrong. Sometimes you just start thinking about things that you'd rather not, you know?"

[wanderingmemory]

"I get your point. And family brought it to mind."

Epsilon is trying not to push things too far though. Stranger and all.

[searchandrecovery]

Wash nods. "Yeah. I, uh, try to think about them as little as possible."

He shifts awkwardly. "Sorry. I shouldn't be putting this shit on you, we just met."

[wanderingmemory]

Epsilon shrugs. "Well, I already had mentioned my own problems having just met you. Alpha... Isn't yours to worry about."

[searchandrecovery]

Wash laughs a little. He still feels like he's put his foot in his mouth, but the awkwardness is subsiding a little. "I'm good at worrying about other people's problems. That's my fucking job."