Is This A Time Travel Arc I See Before Me?

[omegamods]

As promised, the time portal opens into the London, England of 1611. The evidence seems to back this up - the local fashion, the coins with Queen Elizabeth's face on them, the accents of the residents as they gossip on the streets about William Shakespeare's latest play with the spirits and the comic butler and throw garbage out of their windows and sell questionable sausages on the street corners and so on. The 1600s was/is not a hygienic era for England.

Speaking of local fashion, at least the Omegafriends won't be sticking out much in modern garments of spandex and frills - any outfits worn through will be adapted to a more suitable style of the times. Exactly how suitable seems to be up to the whims of fate - a Pretty Cure outfit might be transformed into an equally ruffly concoction with a long skirt and bustle, or it might become a completely plain and nondescript dress, or it might completely skip out, leaving the heroine in question in the middle of London looking like a member of a travelling circus. Dr. Jefferson's official scientific explanation for this consists of a baffled shrug.

One thing's for sure: Lady Blue has to be here, and that means one thing: Hunting for clues to her presence! A woman towing a building the size of the Omegabase can't have vanished without a trace... right?

[[OOC: Welcome... to the past! Comment anywhere on this post to continue your investigation, chat with each other, or just enjoy the sights of 17th-century London.

There are a number of people who claim to have seen someone matching Lady Blue's description around, and following the leads will eventually lead the group to the Globe. What they'll find if they investigate it... well, stay tuned!]]

Comments

TIME TOURISM

[omegamods]

It isn't every day you get to visit the 17th century, is it? Dr. Jefferson seemed confident that, as long as you keep a low profile, this shouldn't cause too many time paradoxes, so why not see the sights a little? It's London!

Open

[pega_pony_princess]

Upon stepping through the gate and coming out in SIXTEEN MILLION BC or whatever, Princess Pegasus' reaction is pretty simple: she takes a deep breath and smiles.

"Oh, that big-city smell! Nothing like it!"

[number1_kerbal]

"Yeah. Nothing like the smell of the Plauge, the Pox and Malaria." Kerbal-X adjusted his domino mask, feeling a bit uncomfortable with only the mask to conceal his 'distinctive' features. His spacesuit had been traded out for some sensible-but fashionable local attire. After all, Mister Kerman is now carrying documents attesting to his status as a stockholder...in the Virginia Company.

Well, it might as well be the far side of the moon.

[pega_pony_princess]

Princess Pegasus, meanwhile, has had her costume replaced by...boiled leather armor and rough pants; she looks like a mercenary.

"Haha, that's stupid! It'd smell a lot more corpsey if any of those were going around!"

...Princess Pegasus is like sixteen at best, why does she know what corpses smell like

[number1_kerbal]

"Yeaaaah, I don't know about the plague or the pox, but the Malaria? It's epidemic. You go five miles out of town, and it's swamp that eats people alive." Well, it's not as bad as all that, just avoid stepping in any unsightly piles on the street. "Seriously, why did Mohenjudaru have sewers almost 6000 years before London did? It's not like pipes are a lost technology."

Point of order, they're in Westminster right now, not the City of London. But that's a distinction best explained by fast-talking men on Youtube.

[pega_pony_princess]

...eh?

"...so let me get this straight. There's a supervillain swamp that eats people, and it's named Malaria? Isn't that kind of...really confusing? How does anyone tell the difference between it and the disease?"

[6billioncreditwoman]

"The New World has these things called metaphors," Shepard observed, following along. Frankly, she's heard enough about the Elizabethan period that she's slightly worried for herself and Princess Pegasus for ending up in period armor and pants instead of dresses, but as long as they avoided noisy street preachers, she couldn't imagine any of the local pedestrians caring.

Besides, she was a soldier. How was the time portal not going to dress her like a gentleman under arms?

"On the plus side, we're about fifty years early for the plague."

[number1_kerbal]

"Well, as long as we don't drink any water that hasn't been boiled or anything..." Jeb groused as the trio stepped out into the street, looking around. It's not quite as bad as one might expect-but it's still filthy and dark, with the houses leaning out over the streets.

open

[starsburn]

[ so it seems that the time travel portal has seen fit to translate Shooter's usual black and white attire into something of the same hues -- she's some kind of period-appropriate mime, with the facepaint and makeup to go with it

and she's eagerly and excitedly examining everything and generally doing a bad job of the whole low profile business.

someone please come and babysit this child before she gets herself into trouble ]

[pega_pony_princess]

PRINCESS PEGASUS - no, wait, gotta be low profile - MERCENARY PEGASUS IS ON THE CASE!

"Ah! Shooty! There you are!"

Okay, just gonna drag you away from the curious onlookers while making excuses.

"Sorry about this, folks! She got separated from the rest of the circus - invisible wall, you know how it is."

Just gonna raise her voice slightly.

"Circus is in town, folks! Come see the Omegafriends perform!"

[starsburn]

[ Shooter lets out a little yelp of both surprise and protest when she finds herself yanked away from the very interesting people she was about to talk to, and she's about to raise her voice to put this into words when she remembers

oh right, mime

and makes a show of putting up some kind of invisible wall. aaand probably not doing a very good job of it

she does punctuate Princess' words with an enthusiastic nod, though, determined not to blow their cover at least. ]

[pega_pony_princess]

Okay, that accomplished, time to hustle on out of there.

"Sorry for that, Shooty...if you want, we can go sight-seeing in our civvies later?"

[starsburn]

[ WHIIIIIIINES like a huge baby as she's being dragged away ]

I wanna sight-see now! When am I ever gonna get a chance to come back in time to a place like this again? Never!

[ shooter you do remember that this is actually an important mission and not just a vacation, right ]

[pega_pony_princess]

"Geeze, it's just a normal city. There's tons of places like this back home!"

Open!

[mooned_hime]

A certain not-young woman with long black hair is just sort of wandering the streets and taking in the sights.

"This certainly takes me back," she mused out loud.

Was that meant to be a pun? Yes, yes it was.

Her outfit hasn't changed... at all. While her garb isn't exactly wrong for the time period, it's certainly unusual for the area; so she more or less looks like a 17th century Japanese tourist.

Re: Open!

[unluckyhare]

"Princess, your clothes..."

Reisen was dashing after Kaguya, looking visibly distressed as she was trying to mask Kaguya's clothing from every single human of the time period, which was no small undertaking even with her abilities!

Re: Open!

[mooned_hime]

"Hm? What about them?" Kaguya wondered

She looked down at herself, noticing that the moon rabbit was making her outfit look different. Some upper class outfit for women of that century, apparently.

"Ohhh, my silly Inaba. Your fashion sense is terrible..." she chided.

At least she didn't actually sound upset.

Re: Open!

[unluckyhare]

"I-I deeply apologize, princess, but the timeline, what if someone notices you?! The consequences could be..."

She looked around quickly, making a group of guards not see them at all. So many people, it was so troublesome!

Re: Open!

[mooned_hime]

"Oh, don't be silly. They wouldn't have opened a portal like that if they were worried about such things, don't you think?"

At least Kaguya isn't ... really trying to do anything disruptive, though

Re: Open!

[unluckyhare]

"I... forgive me if I sound disrespectful, I don't mean to be, but... They might be expecting us to take care of it on our side!"

Kaguya clearly wasn't, but Reisen was worried all the same!

OPEN

[omnitrixter]

"Well, this definitely isn't Venture City anymore," Ben noted.

Really, he'd been hoping for the future, but stopping a bad guy was stopping a bad guy. Even if it was in old time-y London.

"Jeez, this place reeks."

OPEN

[stalksindarkness]

And barreling in right behind Ben, bumping into him as he stops, just to catch him remark on the smell. And of course he sniffs, his mouth opening slightly as the smell registers.

"Oh... Oh yeah it-- Aah..." And then he sneezes.

Sniff. Yeah, Ben. You don't even know the half of it.

[omnitrixter]

Ben pinwheeled his arms as Shadow bumped into him, flailing about until he recovered his balance.

"I wasn't talking about the smell specifically, but that reeks, too." He wrinkled his nose. "Not sure I want to breathe through my mouth."

Smelling was bad enough. He didn't want to taste it, too.

A PLOT TWIST

[omegamods]

Eventually, following the trail of witnesses may lead you to the Globe Theatre, where people said they saw a strange and very blue woman who seemed to be Up To Something. Out in front of the theatre is a well-dressed fellow, who seems to be in an animated argument about something.

Upon investigation, apparently the script to his big play has gone missing, the day before opening night. Bad luck, at the very least! Oh, the play? Some sort of big tragedy called "MacBeth" or something. It's new.

[starsburn]

[ Never let it be said that Shooter is shy, especially not when it comes to meeting certain famous historical figures -- no matter how shy she probably should be and especially considering the whole possibility of time paradoxes

but that doesn't enter into Mato's mind for a moment and she comes bounding over, eager to help. ]

Mister, hey, Mister! You know people were talking about a lady in blue, right? D'you know if she came through here or something?