New Eden - City of Tomorrow!

There's a FIRE happening in the park. AGAIN. And it looks like there are people being burnt!

SO AGAIN - FUCKING FIRE IN THE PARK. HELP REQUIRED.

New here, and I have a couple of questions. I came here for a con and can't find any sign of it. Does this happen a lot?

Also, where's the best place to dance around here?

Anyone up for a Mardi Gras party in the park?

Plan to be there on Fat Tuesday, February 28th!

Ok, who is coming to the casino with me?

It had better be most of you.

MABEL alerts all citizens of New Eden that for one night only, there will be a casino in the town center. One of the larger bars has been entirely converted, red carpet running through the front doors, welcoming people inside. Bright lights, loud music - the works.

Run entirely by robots, it looks like something straight out of Vegas. Everything from gaudy slot machines, to high end blackjack and roulette tables. There is even a show playing throughout the night in one of the back rooms. It's really quite something.

Who: Annie and Sage
Where: The Park

Annie needed a break from being alone. How ironic that statement was, to be needing a break from being alone. Most often people were needing a break to be alone. Annie, however, was constantly alone and she wasn't liking it a whole lot. In L.A. she was constantly around people, day in and day out. Wherever you went there were people. In New Eden? Not so much. In L.A. the shop was constantly busy. In New Eden...again, not so much.

She needed people. Something. Anything.

Instead of finding people, she was finding herself in the park sitting atop a picnic table with an iced latte sitting beside her. In her lap, she had pine cones in which she kept tossing at a nearby robot.

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Who: Everybody
Where: Noms

( The dining room at Noms had been transformed for the feast….. )

Hey everybody. For those I don't know, I'm Zalan, the new chef at Noms. We're doing something different at Noms this Thursday for Thanksgiving. The whole menu is going to be Thanksgiving dinner, and it will all be person-made, by me. Nothing against robot cooking, but I don't think Thanksgiving should be done that way. There will be turkey, a few types of potatoes, stuffing, cranberry relish, some vegetable side dishes, and pumpkin pie. Feel free to make specific requests and I'll do my best to oblige.

The place will be decorated up for the day and the football games will be on the screens, so you won't miss that either. Please come and bring your family and friends. Looking forward to seeing you there!

( YOUR IDEAL MATE IS AN INTJ )

Who: Riven and open to Annie & Lian
Where: Heron

Riven groaned as the alarm sounded, pulling a pillow over her head in hopes that it would drown out the noise. She'd had a bit too much to drink last night, but wasn't quite hungover, though the alarm would quickly give her a headache if nothing else. When it kept going after a minute, she rolled out of bed, shuffling towards the door to see what the problem was. The flashing lights gave no indication, but it looked like they were everywhere, not just in her pod.

She stood there, blinking sleepily, hoping the alarms would stop so they could all go back to sleep, when she noticed the robots banging on another pod in her group. Riven frowned, walking closer, looking around as she went to see if anyone else was awake. Lights were turning on inside the other pods, but she was the first to the robots. "Hey," she said, reaching out to pull one away by the arm. "Stop that."

The next thing she knew, she was on the ground, the robot staring at her with red eyes before it went back to attacking the pod. Riven cursed quietly, trying to decide what to do next.

So my neighbor is throwing a party...

who: OPEN TO ALL
setting: Ethan's Pod - Puffin

Ethan had gone all out for the party, with the help of some all too friendly robots. One was manning a bar in his kitchen, pouring strong cocktails and beers, another was in charge of music. The whole pod was decorated in hanging exposed bulbs, golds and silvers, banners and bunting. It hardly looked like one of the pods that everyone lived in. There were signs stuck in the grass on the way in, with easy riddles for the password and guests expected to knock and give the password to whoever opened the door.

Who: Mazie and OPEN
Where: In the commerce center, near all the shops

Mazie didn't have time to wait around for Tad. She had a mission to complete. Stuffing her backpack with her laptop and an assortment of tools, Mazie headed out of her pod and into the heart of this dystopia; its shopping center. If she was going to find any robot she could take down, it would be one there. They were supposed to be helpful so the damn thing would probably pry its back paneling off itself if she requested it.

But she didn't. Instead she just saw several robots performing their usual duties, and one solitary robot just staring longingly into the dress store, like it was window shopping for clothes it didn't wear.

It was easy, wrenching open the back of its head and disabling its wiring enough that the robot just sort of plopped to the ground. Following it, Mazie crossed her legs and took her tools out of her backpack, very aware that she was sitting in the middle of the shopping center with a robot in pieces and her laptop up beside her, alternating between typing furiously on the keyboard and adjusting another wire from her computer to the robot before trying again.

Anyone notice them acting a little weird?

Who: Annie and Christian
Setting: Annie's shop

After seeing the post online, Christian actually debated it, but he'd landed on the idea that it was something he needed to do. Or well, he needed to do something and this seemed like a really good solution to the problem. He headed down to the shop, letting himself in and heading for the person behind the counter and leaned on it. "I would like to get a tattoo."

Not that it mattered, but he hardly looked the part, crisp oxford button down paired with khakis and nice shoes. He still hadn't bought himself that much in the way of casual wear and honestly, without Olivia to help him pick it out, he had no idea what he wanted. He'd never had to make that decision on his own, not in ages. So for now, he still looked like he'd come out of a business meeting.

Who: Annie and Clementine
Setting: After Annie's arrival, at her tattoo shop
Warnings: NSFW

Clementine was happy to have such a new talent arrive at New Eden. She'd not even realized she'd been itching for more ink until actually receiving some became a real possibility. But after she'd spoken with Annie, the idea for a rather large thigh piece formed in her mind and she headed off in search of her new friend who could help her achieve her goal.

She'd packed her knitted knapsack full of her Skylar and Darla strains, her favorite glass pipe, and a ripped out page from a book in her pod for her concept art, and rode the monorail to Annie's studio, knocking on the door before peeking her head into the shop. "Hello?"