Welcome to Wechester City: TDM 3

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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!

Comments

[belay]

It looks like it needs some attention. Maybe a stitch or two.

[ 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.

[unfortunenate]

Wouldn't be the first time. [ He laughs a bit..... yeah. ]

Nate. Nice to meet you, Lara.

[belay]

[ It would probably be too much to say she could tell he'd been in his fair share of scrapes, small and large. So she keeps that to herself, the briefest of smiles crossing her face for a moment. ]

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. ]

[unfortunenate]

No. I uhm, come...form all over! Heh, yeah. [ Obviously he is American, but well traveled. She's British to the core. Hopefully she won't try to kick his ass out a window. ]

I'm guessing you do too. Or at least, you come from somewhere not Weschester City.

[belay]

I've traveled a bit.

[ 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. ]

[unfortunenate]

Peru. Nice... nice. I'm guessing you've never been anywhere around Panama.

[ Avoid Panama jails. Forever. ]

It looks like you've gotten patched up though.

[belay]

There was a very angry jaguar in the jungle.

[ 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.

[unfortunenate]

Jungle. You too, huh? The odds. [ That's a tired laugh that comes from him then.

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.

[belay]

Panama jails? Why were you in a jail in Panama?

[ She's not even going to consider if she should or shouldn't ask. It's far too intriguing not to poke at. ]

[unfortunenate]

There's lots of reasons I was in the Panama jails. Turns out? Most people don't like the idea of historical treasure hunts.

[ Avery, for one. That's.... namely the big one. ]

[belay]

Glad I'm not most people, though your phrasing might raise an eyebrow or two.

[ 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?

[unfortunenate]

Probably. But, I'm not exactly not famous... back home. You know. With certain circles.

[ 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.