Despite the standard day and night cycle, some of you may notice this place still doesn’t feel quite right, a bit outside of time. That shouldn’t stop you from having fun! And should you need to go back to the Grove — or if you’re someone looking to get into Neo Eden in the first place — you need only to gaze into a mirror placed in each of your bedrooms or apartments and wish to go home… which may lead you to fall catastrophically through it to the other side. Try not to hit your chin on the ground.
Life goes on regardless. In this city, there’s a lot to do. You could go shopping at the strip mall near Mania Square, where Heimr and Ydalir have set up a temporary shop to continue to provide for everyone’s needs. They’ll still take shells, but there’s nothing much they can do if you run out of Credits — both will gently suggest you find work in Neo Eden. You guys own businesses back at the Grove, it can’t be that bad, can it?
The good news is, Mr. Bone-Jangles and his entourage of skeletons who you swear weren’t originally here 12 hours ago are happy to help you get a job, where the interview process involves simply “showing up and asking your holographic boss if you can be employed”. Starting your own business is more difficult — you’ll need a loan from the bank! — but not impossible. Any hologram humans that come in to buy things will ignore you, get what they want, and leave. The only time you can interact with your fellow neon-coloured humans is when they’re making a purchase, at which point their items will digitize and they’ll leave. All very odd, but at least the customers aren’t rude to you… or your skeletal coworkers who have joined you for back-breaking labour.
After work, perhaps you want to head to the amusement park — Thrill Point is an utterly massive one to the far northeast of the city past the river that cuts through the digital roadways. With drop towers, roller coasters, rides for little babies who hate heights and fun, and tons of food stalls to stop at, you could feasibly spend all night here and almost forget that you have to be at your next shift in the morning! If you seek a different thrill, Arcadia is a nightclub southwest of Mania Square, where the music plays all night, the liquor flows freely, and anyone under 21 who enters gets marked with an X on the back of their hand by a harmless laser beam. Just outside Arcadia is a small photo booth named “The Swap”, and if you enter with a partner, both of you hitting the “TAKE PHOTO” button will bodyswap you for 12 hours. It will also print out a funny photo of you as a keepsake. Enjoy being someone else for a while!
Head to the Rent-a-Ride, where you can rent any vehicle on wheels — electric scooters, cars, motorcycles, hoverbikes — as long as you can pay the expensive fee. Speeding will get you a ticket from your local robopolice; breaking standard civilian laws will get you arrested and thrown into the unmanned city jail. And try not to tailgate or crash your ride — not only will you be on the hook for vehicle damages, but you’ll be shafted with a ludicrous hospital fee. Seriously, people live like this?
But, if a calm walk through nature is more your style, City Park and its
digital trees to the north may suit your needs. The fish in the river here can be fished up by hopeful anglers, though all are wiggly, inedible robots. Hm.
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As Kiera turns their attention back to him, Sesa looks up at them with the biggest, saddest, wettest eyes imaginable, his claws still hovering by his head.]
P..Please. If you could…
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Hold still, now.
[and similarly to putting an ice cube to gum stuck in the hair, they freeze the candy and the fewest number of strands necessary to free it. once it's out, they pull it back and... just hold it for a moment, pausing to side-eye pinto.]
Madam, do you realize how disgusting you are?
[if the horse knows, she certainly doesn't care.]
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[Sesa I PROMISE you not having food for Pinto is not a government offense-
With his hair rescued (and very much cold, now), he’ll reach up and tenderly brush the strands back into place, looking to Kiera appreciatively.]
Thank you, truly!
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pinto is not above nipping at kiera, either.]
It is most certainly her fault. She's a finicky bitch.
[and they pull their hand back just as pinto's teeth clack together where it just was.]
See? You're alright.
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He does seem surprised (why) when Pinto nips at Kiera’s finger, like wow!! Quite the rude burdenbeast but it’s not like Sesa hasn’t seen similar back home, he supposes. At least Pinto is a horse and not a man-sized crocodilian.]
You seem to know your way around animals. I will admit I’m not that used to having pets myself…and I’ve only just grown accustomed to the small few I have here.
[But they’re things like. A plant gecko that lives in his hair, and a little cluster of garden eel dog things.]
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[sesa has a lot of hair, so we'll just pretend kiera hasn't seen the little critter yet, or maybe they wouldn't have used their ice in his hair, even as careful as they were.]
What have you taken in around here?
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[And Sesa will just
Reach up to his horns, then into his hair (???) before he makes a face and pulls his hand back out.
Stuck to the back of his fingers is a dark auburn leaf-tailed gecko (leaf literal, in this case) that licks its eyeballs before turning to look up at Kiera like ? owo]
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Aw... Hi, there. Aren't you the sweetest little naked chicken?
[why are you booing her she's right --]
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Anyway, the little guy greets her by- what else- licking his own eyeballs.]
He's quite the charmer, no? I sort of just let him do his own thing...he comes and goes as he pleases.
[Which means, he's spending 99% of his time lost in Sesa's hair, somewhere.]
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[if it was, like, a mammal or something, she'd offer a hand for it to sniff, but reptiles are a bit more skittish, so she can admire his patterning from afar.]
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["Bone Crusher" simply licks his eyeball again.]
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What a pleasure to meet you, Ser Bone Crusher.
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Sesa holds the little lizard close to his ear, as if he's listening to a secret being told, before he turns his attention back to Kiera.]
He says that the pleasure is all his. And though he enjoys staying where it's warm and dark in my hair, he promises to not do the same to you, unless permission has been given first.
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Bone Crusher is always welcome to a perch of Kiera hair, though I cannot promise it will be warm.