1. What’s the city’s name? (If any)
Galaxus
2. What features does it have?
This small city is unlike any you’ve seen before. Perhaps ideas hinting at it appeared in movies or books, but never in person. A circular room with quite a dome hovering above is the central location. The dome, made entirely of glass, displays the many stars, shining light-years away. Beneath you is more glass, showing more stars and perhaps even a planet or two. None are close enough for you to just soar over to, though.
Artificial plant life decorates the walls between the several arched doorways that lead to different districts. One district leads you to any and every memory held within your mind, giving you the opportunity to live them out verbatim. Another district leads to a casual bar with more than decent people, desperately waiting to see your arrival. There’s a dance floor, but perhaps you’re not into that, especially when cameras are flashing at you from all around. Be sure to give autographs–you don’t want to be an ass. District 3 provides a place for you to just plain live. Pick out of several penthouse suites filled with luxurious furniture and breathtaking views of the galaxy–they’re all yours after all (though, I can’t say some other characters may be living there while you’re gone. If that’s the case, kick their asses out while they are still star struck). District 4 is where all the food is. Since shopping for clothes and whatnot is useless in the dream world, just about the only worthy thing to “purchase” is food. Stuff your face senseless, you pig you. If you feel like you’re going to have a stroke–you’re doing just fine.
Now, District 5–the last district–is where the most important feature rests. A room, full of blast doors. On the other side of those doors are vessels–vessels that will take you anywhere and everywhere in a matter of seconds (or hours if you prefer the trip). A central console displays where each ship will take you. Don’t like any of the choices? Simply change them right then and there, hop in a ship, and crash land into the environment of your choosing. I say crash land because you will quite literally rip through any approaching atmosphere of a planet and strike the ground with quite an intimidating force. You won’t be phased by the landing, of course, but anybody near the drop zone will most likely piss their pants as you step off in your thousand dollar suit. You will find a fully loaded rocket launcher in the side panel of the vessel for extra visual appeal.
3. Is it constantly changing?
No. If it were, it wouldn’t be very recognizable, would it?
4. What’s it’s population like? (If it has any)
Comfortably full. Not too many people to feel crowded, but not too few to feel deserted and lonely. Besides, since everybody considers you the sole celebrity, you don’t want any more than you can handle.
5. What (if anything) did you base your city on?
If I told you, you’d just ruin it with your presence.
6. Does your city have any “Authority”?
Absolutely not. In essence, you control the population with your fame. I suppose you can count yourself as authority, but that would most certainly degrade your celebrity status. There are no crimes and no mishaps, other than the ones you may or may not commit. There are no hoes to slap, so try not to take out your unused testosterone on innocent people.
7. (Optional) A short description of anything else in the city or the city overall.
Most importantly, this city serves as your home–your safe haven from the dark crevices of your mind. Whenever your dream goes south, just call for evac and await for an army of tanks to show up by your side as your fancy millionaire helicopter lands to pick you up. How it flies through space to get back is nothing but a mystery. Don’t try and ask the pilot though–he’ll just get offended.