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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[ needless to say, nui is a little cheesed off that she's been plucked away from her business. she was just about to finish her piece de resistance, and she suddenly finds herself on a train? totally not cool.
she calls after the sheriff as he walks away. ]
Hey, hey! What if I want an explanation right now?
[ upon being completely ignored, she childishly pouts and crosses her arms. talk about rude. ]
Hmph!
saturday morning.
[ if you're strolling around the town, you might just come across nui either walking around as well, or perched on the roof of a building. in a setting like this, her frilly dress and big hair are hard to miss.
she's toting around an equally pink parasol to shield her from the harsh sunlight, and the cowboy hat that was provided is sitting neatly on one of her twintails, tilted askew. ]
Howdy! You look pretty glum.
[ her voice, high and borderline squeaky, sounds pretty friendly. for someone who's just been kidnapped, she seems pretty unbothered.
she'll do her snooping later. for now, she wants to see just who she's trapped here with. ]
wildcard.
[ you know what to do! ]
saturday.
Having intended to pass by and keep to herself for a little while, she's surprised to hear the voice calling out to her from the roof of a low hanging store. Stopping, she peers over, squinting mildly against the sun.
Then, Chane gestures to herself, tapping a bit below the neck, as if to ask, are you speaking to me? ]
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she swings her legs back and forth over the edge of the roof, showing off her pink platform boots. ]
Yeah, you! There's no one else around, right?
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She... really has no idea what to do here. Tapping her lips, Chane mimes a universal gesture for no. ]
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still, she's interested enough to hop down from her perch, landing pretty gracefully for someone in heels. she saunters up to her without hesitation, only stopping when they're face to face. ]
You're pretty quiet! Cat got your tongue?
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Gesturing to her throat, Chane shakes her head in a single motion. ]
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What a total bummer! You can't talk or scream or do anything... I'd be super gloomy if that happened to me!
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Out comes the notepad! Chane scrawls something down in too-neat handwriting.
I asked for it. ]
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Nui gets a sidelong glare. ]
And you look ridiculous. Are we done here?
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[ she doesn't seem to be phased by his aloofness, and she definitely won't be leaving him alone now. maybe he can help her boredom. ]
I'm not gonna take fashion advice from someone who looks like they're wearing a chrome neck brace.
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that comment gets her a more pointed look, and he turns, stopping where he stands. His motions are rather stiff. Robotic, if you will. ]
You think I was talking about your clothing? Hmph.
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Is it the hat? I just wanted to try and fit in...
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Fit in? None of us belong here, can't you see? You humans really are all the same.
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Aw, you think I'm human! That's pretty cute.
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saturday
Me? Oh, you must be mistaken. I think this place is actually interesting! Like one of those silent movies, you know?
that near-empty tag was courtesy of my dog
Seriously? You totally need to get out more if you find stuff like that interesting!
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You seem to be enjoying yourself, though.
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[ all said with a smile. teehee! ]
What makes you say that?
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[ Neither... does he...... whatever that means... ]
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[ but she's still smiling, as if she's saying that it's the best place in the world. ]
But that doesn't mean I can't try and have fun!
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[Manfred "so overdressed for everything" von Karma huffs, staring down at the pen and notepad that were for writing suggestions.]
Unfortunately...it seems we won't get it until he is ready.
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Lame. [ pout pout pout. ] I'm gonna have some words for him!
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What a childish girl, but he has to agree with her, even though he wouldn't say "lame" himself.]
You will have to queue with the rest of us, girl.
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Can't I just shove to the front? Pretty please?
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Why don't you ask the others if they're willing to let you cut in? But I doubt they will be amenable to your suggestion.