It's a surprisingly quiet ride. The passenger cart is nothing more than wood and a bit of cotton to cushion the seats but for some reason, even as the train hurtles along down the track, the cart remains silent. It only starts filling with noise when the passengers begin to stir.
There isn't any indication on how you got here. No grogginess, no injuries -- in fact, those who arrive with injuries might find them healed up completely (of course there are others who won't be so lucky) -- but in one blink and the next, you are here, on this train. Maybe you're even sitting next to a friend. Maybe a stranger.
Won't be any time to talk either, the train suddenly slowing down with enough of a jerk to throw its passengers back into their seats. A few seconds later, it comes to a complete stop and with a whistle, the doors open and a voice calls from outside. It's male, with a slight mechanical twang behind it and anyone who looks out the window towards the station can just about spot the portly man out on the platform.
"You might as well come on out, folks. You won't be getting any answers on the train."
Once everyone is out on the platform, the man stands before them taking an assessing look at each person. There is something very off about him, though he looks human enough -- but his eyes are too white, his skin too dry, and his hair is doesn't shine quite right. He is dressed in a flannel shirt, suspenders, and jeans, a cowboy hat atop his head and a badge pinned to his shirt that reads "Sheriff". After a moment, he gives a gruff nod and speaks again.
"Howdy. Real happy to see all of you. Explanations will come... Sunday morning, yeah. Give y'all a bit of time to meet each other. Settle in. Keys are on the table over there, hat and pistol in your room. Don't, er... Don't shoot each other right away but if you do, my office is over there. Go get some dinner, sun's about to set. Wouldn't want any coyote trouble."
And that seems to be... it. The Sheriff tips his hat and turns to head to the building with the large "Sheriff" sign on the front. There is a table nearby, keys neatly laid out for everyone with nametags attached to each one. An owl hoots in the distance and a breeze passes through the group. It's quiet again.
Welcome to game start! Characters will find their items in their hotel rooms and anyone who goes to visit the Sheriff after he leaves will find the station empty. On top of that, rulebooks will not be available to find until later. The Sheriff might be forcing it a little but it seems like the intent here really is to get everyone to interact with each other. If there are any questions, PM or hit up the plurk at ![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico) robowest! |
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b. saturday morning.
c. wildcard
wildcard... hello i hope this is okay.
There's still blood on her shirt, which is ruined and she's already wondering where she can get another, but she's just turning to the beds when... beds. Plural bed. ]
Oh, sorry. I hope I didn't wake you.
[ She's already giving herself shit for not noticing... what kind of pro magus is she??? What a stupid mistake. ]
it's fine dw!!
she'd noticed the two beds when she'd come in, but somehow roommates hadn't crossed her mind. ]
Huh-? No, I wasn't asleep. Kind of hard to sleep in a random bed. [ a pause because wow is that blood on your clothes, lady. ] Uhh, I'm going to assume we're roommates and you didn't just break in here to murder me?
[ assume here meaning hope, but she does have one hand reaching for the staff propped against the wall next to her bed. she's a cleric but she will fight an intruder if she needs to, no matter how polite? probably?? ]
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You probably shouldn't assume anything, considering we've been kidnapped. [ If it's a girl... it's probably fine to sleep in here. Rin's leaning over to open the trunk. ] I'm Rin, your... new roommate. Couldn't they have at least supplied some pajamas...?
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[ she's thinking no, but just checking? ]
I'm Lissa. Nice to meet you, I guess! [ and if she'd had a boy for a roommate she'd have made him sleep in the hallway just to avoid getting flak from maribelle, wherever maribelle and everyone else was. ] They didn't give us an explanation, why would they give us pajamas?
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[ H-huffs, also... Rin would do the same, tbh. ]
Rin Tohsaka. [ ...look, that might make sense, but she doesn't want us to. ] We were given hotel rooms, so clearly we're meant to stay here for awhile.
saturday morning.
Anyway, Shinnosuke will just be watching that for a moment, before abruptly, he loudly calls out:]
Ahhh, someone call the Sheriff, we have a criminal who ate someone else's property here—!
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What! No! [ internal screaming no?? ] I'm not a criminal, I'm-- I'm a princess. So shut it!
[ #logic at it's finest. it already is occurring to her that she probably could have tried to pass the blame to someone else around or just straight up run. oops? ]
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A princess? Oh, so you're so spoiled that you think you can eat whatever you want without payment?
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What! That's not what I said you-- you-- you're spoiled! Yeah! Spoiled at calling people criminals!
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um.]
Wow, I could almost be hurt, if it weren't for the fact that that made no sense whatsoever. What are you even trying to say?
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Thaaaat you're a jerk. Who accuses people of crimes randomly! Jerkishly!
[ she says knowing full well she's a cereal thief?? someone stop her. ]
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Randomly? Lady, I saw you eat out of the box. You're hardly innocent here.
Friday
[And counter whatever's going on on the first chance, but that goes unsaid because it's pretty obvious, in his opinion]
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[ because that sounds dumb to her. she just wants to find her brother and the rest of the army and go home, this does not sound conducive to that goal. she also, however, has no idea what else to do besides... argue. ]
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[Tarvek looks at her from over his glasses with a lot of severity. You're not thinking straight, person he just met, that's what he thinks]
You won't get anywhere with no information at all.
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[ stamps her foot against the ground. this clearly accentuates the intelligence of her position? ]
Isn't it smarter to find a way out of here instead of listening to some weirdo with a weirdo hat who probably won't tell us anything?
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[Shrug]
But a kidnapping like this one doesn't happen for no reason. Escape if you wish, but I'd like to know the reasons behind this, whether it's to stop it or to prevent it from happening again.
friday
[not that he really wants to sit and accept it. he's just... not really sure what to do, either.]