Cesare how many mindruns can you DO

[sharpasafawkes]

[WE DOIN' THIS, AGAIN. or rather you're at the college again, however this time there's more to it, there's a city off far in the distance, and the entire area seems... off, the colors leeched slightly out of the world.]

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[maleborgia]

*is it possible to see the house from here?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[you can see the area where the house WAS, but it looks like that's well past where the development's hit]

[maleborgia]

*going that way, then*

[sharpasafawkes]

[The way you went once before is cracked, like the gorge you jumped, but now strips of almost wired roads cross it, go through it, a network of re-bar and steel cable laced through the earth, seemingly holding the very ground together.]

[maleborgia]

*looking around curiously as he walks, watching his step*

[sharpasafawkes]

[you've seen roads before, you've even seen roads in very bad condition, but nothing like this. It's more like the remnants of a warzone decided to get a grip on the land and dig in, spreading and growing under and above the earth.]

[maleborgia]

*carefully, carefully.

making a bee line for that city.*

[sharpasafawkes]

If anything the city has less color, save for lurid splashes of it in the lights and inside some of the buildings, as you get closer you can see that the buildings are tightly-packed, a maze of winding streets, skyscrapers, and rusted factories. The layout makes no sense compared to how a normal city develops, or even is planned, but you can see enough similar businesses to make out districts.]

[maleborgia]

*just trying to walk through it*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Unlike the college where it was empty, this city is full of people, going about their lives and generally seeming to not notice you. Street leads to street, and you go one way, to the next, to the next, to a dead end, to another street, to another dead end...

you might need a map for this]

[maleborgia]

Crap... *getting frustrated at all the dead ends. is there a look-out type building around?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[There's a tall, tall building in the distance, rising above everything by quite aways, but there's no clear indicator on how to get there. You are in an area with a lot of nightlife, so at least there should be taxis around.]

[maleborgia]

*lol what

anyway, walking in that general direction, guess he's going to get lost some more. eventually tries to flag someone down to ask for directions.*

Excuse me.

[sharpasafawkes]

[Congrats, you've managed to wander into the seeder part of town. Run-down buildings don't have much activity outside, the streets and buildings washed out, but inside? You can see bright lights from more than a few places, and you can hear the sound of laughter from inside one.]

[maleborgia]

*anyone outside at all? otherwise going to pick a random building, I guess.*

[sharpasafawkes]

[You walk in, and despite it being a smokey little bar, the colors here are so saturated that you wouldn't believe that it's just the light. However every person, every table, every little detail is bathed in a light that turns brown wood red, sage to vibrant green, dull powder blue to blinding electric shades, and skintones go from normal to unnatural in one go. On stage is a comedian, and in his lineup are the normal political jokes, wordplay, sarcasm... And more than a few jokes about Europeans.]

[maleborgia]

*looking for someone nearish the door to ask for directions*

[sharpasafawkes]

You don't see anyone near the bar at the moment, but one of the patrons doesn't look as enthralled in the show as the others. Which is good because it gives you a reason to tune out those italian jokes.]

[maleborgia]

*I already had a reason: not wanting to argue with Shaun over this instead of finding the important parts.

either way, going over to him*

Excuse me.

[sharpasafawkes]

[Well, it's not shaun, just a nameless comedian.

The person looks up, "yeah?"]

[maleborgia]

*It's Shaun's mindspace. They're all Shaun as far as he cares right now.*

That tall building, do you know how to reach it from here?

[sharpasafawkes]

[The guy looks up from his drink, eyes a little wide.

"Seriously man? You don't want to go there."]

[maleborgia]

Oh? And why is that?

[sharpasafawkes]

[He waves a hand and takes a drink "there's shit in that tower you don't want to see, nobody's willing to work there, and construction never even really finished. Sure there's the art crowd who like to head up there, but it's better to just go to one of their shows if you're into that sort of thing".]

[maleborgia]

The art crowd?