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Welcome to Wechester City: TDM 3
You know how it goes. One minute, you're in your own world. You're minding your own business. Going about your day, or maybe you're in the middle of something very, very important. Whatever the case, whether you blinked or you turned around or what have you, you're not where you were before. The first thing you might notice are the sounds around you. It's loud. Crowded. Horns honk and people shout and there's just the constant buzz of activity around you as people play and walk through and hang out in the massive park you find yourself in.
You're in a city. A large, bustling city full of people and all the chaos cities bring.
And somehow, over the din and aggressive noise pollution, you hear someone call your name.
There's an information booth nearby, with a man seated inside, watching you with vague but warm interest over the rim of his newspaper. Motioning you over, he has a packet of information for you and as he does so, he states simply;
"Check your pockets." Unless you're wearing something that doesn't have pockets, in which case, the man will tell you to check the ribbon hanging around your neck. At the end of it is a key. Maybe it's strange to you, and it'll unlock one of the apartments in the buildings nearby. Or maybe it's familiar, and you'll find a shell of your home on the outskirts of the city.
"It would be in your best interest," the man says as he points out the packet of information and hands you an envelope full of money that seem to shift colors very subtly. "If you read all of the information I just gave you."
And he's right. It has where you'll live, where to find jobs, and information on the cellphone he hands you.
With that, he simply gives you a small nod and a smile that clearly say it's time for you to move on and he resumes reading his paper.
Welcome to Wechester City.
AND WITH THAT! Welcome to our third TDM. We're excited to have you here. Here you'll find a listing of a lot of locations found in Wechester City, so please feel free to use any of them as a starter!
Thank you for considering FluxScape!
Lara Croft - Tomb Raider Reboot Games.
[ The young woman on the feed looks as though she's been through ten kinds of hell, and that wouldn't be an inaccurate assessment. She's bruised, the colors still dark with yellow edges, showing that they're healing. The tank-top she wears shows the edges of fresh bandages peeking out.
And she's seated outside the Wechester Hospital, having just been released just moments before.
And she looks sort of stressed. That same lost-and-confused look on her face that other arrivals have when they show up. When she speaks, her voice has a British accent and while it sounds a bit tired, it's still clear. She has questions. ]
I've been informed as to my current whereabouts, but when I asked the people in my hospital room how I got there, they just smiled and walked off. Is that common behavior; ask a question of the locals and get strange non-answers? They said I'd given them a fright, but were glad to see me looking so well and when I asked again, they gave me an envelope, this FluxPhone, they called it, and a key to an apartment.
Can anyone provide me with answers? The nurses didn't seem inclined to.
[ She's already not goddamn fond, okay. With a small frown and a look on her face that hints she's hellbent already on figuring out what is going on, she shakes her head and stands. Picking up a backpack nearby, she offers a small 'thank you' to whoever's listening before turning her video off. ]
[Greenway: ]
[ It's just an hour after her video and Lara's found herself in Greenway. The hustle and bustle of it seems to be something she's a bit unsure of. But her apartment needs food, and maybe while she's here she can get some answers.
It's while she's looking at the variety of fruits and vegetable in one of the stalls, eyeing some particularly lovely looking star-fruit that someone bumps into her from behind. While she doesn't fall, the hiss she lets out and the way she reaches for her own back suggests someone walked into something sensitive. Whoever they are, they try to apologize and even with a look on her face that suggests that Really Fucking Hurt, she waves them off with a shake of her head. ]
No...no it's fine. I'll be alright.
[ It's when they're almost vanished entirely in the crowd that Lara realizes something, hands coming up empty when she reaches to pay for her purchases. They have her wallet and in a quick flash, Lara goes from injured young woman to pretty damn pissed.
It's a quick but careful chase through the market but Lara, even in her state, manages to catch up to the thief, grabbing them by the back of their coat and grabbing her wallet from their hands. It's a struggle to keep her wallet from the thief, the would-be mugger having a good few inches in height and several pounds in weight on her, but Lara prevails, punching them once right in the face pretty hard for someone her size. Shoving them away, she points a finger right in their face and shouts a bit at them. ]
If I ever see your face again, you'll regret it. Now, leave.
[ They're quick to do so and once they're out of view, that's when Lara lets some of how Very Damn Tired she is show, slouching some with a small groan and putting her hands on her hips. ]
[ wildcard: the only places you won't find her are at the nightclub and at the craft store, but anywhere else is good! ]
wildcard | greenway
Alright... this isn't really what he expected. Last thing he remembered was falling off that cliff and pain in his head. Must of hit it on the way down. Which means... he's either dead or this is some weird coma dream. He's hoping for coma dream, because what the hell is he supposed to do if he's dead?
Sam is back in Libertalia with Rafe... ]
Shit.
[ Then he hears the commotion. Checking his forehead again, pulling his hand back to see the blood, he stumbles on his way to see the display. He was going to offer his help until the woman obviously handles it herself.
Maybe she'll have an idea of what's going on?
Nate slowly walks up to her, hands up. ]
Woah, woah, woah. Calm down--don't kick the friendly, alright? [ He's still bruising from Nadine. Damn. When did he get so old? ] You okay?
Re: wildcard | greenway
I'm alright.
[ Irritated, sure, and will probably knock the wanna-be-thief's teeth out of his head if she sees him again, but she's okay. ]
You should get that checked.
[ Pointing at the mans bleeding forehead. ]
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This? Oh, it's nothing. I'm fine. [ Mild concussions? No worries. ] Just... you know. Took a dive off a cliff.
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[ If he's going to keep being nice, so will she. She's been through quite a lot the last few years, the last few days especially. It's not hard to recognize a kind face, it's just enough to make her a bit wary. ]
I'm Lara.
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Nate. Nice to meet you, Lara.
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It's a pleasure to meet you, too. You're not native to Wechester, are you?
[ She still has so many questions, and if Nate was, per chance, a Wechester local, he might be able to help. Though, remembering the way the nurses handled things when Lara asked questions, she isn't entirely sure she'll know more than when she left the hospital. ]
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I'm guessing you do too. Or at least, you come from somewhere not Weschester City.
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[ This is so understated. Can he tell it's understated? It's probably one of the most understated things ever. ]
Originally, I'm from London. Before I found myself here, I was in the jungles of Peru.
[ And that had not been the best time of her life. She's bruised and bandaged, a wristband from the Wechester Hospital on her wrist. ]
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[ Avoid Panama jails. Forever. ]
It looks like you've gotten patched up though.
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[ That 'was' means exactly what people might think it means. She'll leave Nate to work it out. ]
I can't say I've been to Panama.
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He figures he can close the distance now without her ripping into his side. Or arm. Or maybe his leg. ]
Avoid the Panama jails if you can.
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[ She's not even going to consider if she should or shouldn't ask. It's far too intriguing not to poke at. ]
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[ Avery, for one. That's.... namely the big one. ]
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[ Lara's smile has appeared just a little more relaxed than before. Adrenaline is wearing off from that stupid thug and his attempt at picking her pocket, and Nate wasn't awful to talk to. In fact, this conversation got interesting. ]
What were you searching for?
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[ That and most people probably wouldn't believe him. But, better to be truthful with the woman that looks like she can cave his ribs in. And he likes his ribs.
A lot. ]
Pirate treasure.