fh_trips | Tokyo, Japan, 2040 AD

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Tokyo, Japan, 2040 AD

It was past midnight when Fandom flickered into being just off the coast near Tokyo. It was past midnight, and it was pouring, water battering down on the rooftops of the island, rolling down the slanted streets and pooling in the dips in the road.

There were no dunes or landmasses seperating the island from the city this time: the suburbs, if you were going to give them such a positive description, started at the coast and spread across the land as far as anyone could see. Luckily, for the inhabitants of this future Tokyo, a randomly-materializing island was downright pedestrian.

They weren't too far from the heart of the city, though. Central Tokyo was only a few miles away; the skyscrapers were easily visible on the horizon even in the dark. It was a large, sprawling place, glowing with eery lines of neon.

It was not a place the law held a firm grip on.

The broad streets of Tokyo were covered in rain, and where they weren't congested, street races were held. Not that anyone cared: most of the population was indoors, in karaoke bars and gaming centers, in electronic stores and hotels and technology centers and private detective's offices. Anywhere to hide from the rain.

Neon signs were everywhere, showing advertisements for drinks and outfits and robots and other feats of the imagination. Banners, spread from one building to another above the streets, lit up the darkness with thick neon writing, though all of it was in Japanese.

Welcome to Tokyo. It's a nice, balmy 70 degrees Fahrenheit. Cyborgs roam the street, and nowhere is truly safe.

Enjoy.

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They're mostly dark and depressing, though quiet.

Explore future Tokyo. It still looks a lot like current Tokyo, except darker, damper, and decidedly less safe.

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Right, so there was no way Topher was not going to spend every second of today exploring this place. There were robots, okay?

So, yes. Wandering. And occasionally having a little fanboy moment when one of the cyborgs got near him.

Momoko stood and stared at the city she'd walked into. Stared and stared.

It was dark, there were way too many shadows, and no one seemed to be smiling... well, if you counted the people who were smiling like sharks after blood, then maybe, but Momoko totally didn't.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO JAPAN?!" She finally wailed, her shoulders sagging. "It totally looks like NEW GOTHAM now!" Except with more robots. The robots could stay.

Dick didn't have anything specific against viking lands or ancient Egypt. But as a Gotham brat, he felt at home in a dystopian big city. So when night came along, he decided to put on some evening wear and hit the town.

Of course, his evening wear consisted of a black unitard and a mask. Potato, potahto.

Nightwing patrolled the rooftops, following some cyborgs on the street. After a while, he discovered some of them had night vision implants in their eyes. "Well, I guess I'm getting a workout," he said, pulling out one of his bird-themed projectiles as he dodged a laser strike.

This was going to be fun.

It looks like one of those old 50s diners, but the waiter is a cyborg, and the cook is more robot than man.

At least the neon signs on the outside look sort of inviting...

Against all good sense, but with the vague hope of finally finding something that would make this whole summer camp experience worthwhile, Peter had set out to explore the insanity outside. After all, this was the first version of it that looked like it was actually capable of supporting modern human life.

And so after a long stroll where he determined that this place, while more familiar and modern than Fandom, was still hopelessly behind, he found his way to the diner. It looked vaguely safe; the rest of the streets had this sense of menace about them.

He ordered something random off the menu, sat down, and started thinking about ways to make this wasted journey less wasteful.

Tony had spent far too much of his morning investigating all the different tech that he could find. And possibly reading a technical manual on cybernetic body parts like someone would read a romance novel on the beach.

Don't you judge him.

Which would be why he hadn't noticed Ender's brother in the diner with him right away. "Hi."

Peter... recognised that voice. He looked up.

"Hey, Tony," he said, slipping into his friendly game face. "I owe you an apology."

"You do?" Well, he didn't seem evil or anything. And Tony was a moron when it came to trusting people, so...

"For not believing you about Ender," he said. "Karla showed me the pictures. Sit down?"

At no point was he going to force the words 'I was wrong, you were right' from his lips, because he'd never stated anything that harshly anyway. So hah.

Damn you, Peter Wiggin!

"It does seem pretty unbelievable when you first arrive," Tony said, placing his finger as a bookmark to keep his spot in the manual. Neeeerd. "It's not a big deal."

"A lot of things about this island are pretty unbelievable," Peter said, graciously willing to let that go as Not A Big Deal, yes. "Tokyo! Who'd have seen that one coming?"

"It's way more fun the Egypt was," Tony admitted. "Even with all the rain..."

"It's definitely more interesting, at least," Peter replied. "Though most of this technology is still pretty outdated - maybe we'll make a jump to a more modern place in space and time soon..."

Well, barring the robots, but Peter was choosing to interpret those as an experiment that went tragically wrong or something once the Formics came along.

"Really?" DAMN IT. "That would actually be pretty cool. Japan where I'm from doesn't have anything like this. The cybernetics and neural interfaces they have are amazing here."

"It's mostly the International Fleet who uses neural interfaces like that back home," Peter mused, thoughtfully. "Guess most of them turned out to be extraneous."

"Really?"

Peter shrugged. "It makes sense," he said. "It's, what, 2040 right now? Over a hundred years of war, they probably figured there were more efficient ways to do this."

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Virtual Host Club

Karaoke Bar

Street Racing

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